Easter Sunday

Easter is the reason why I can smile at funerals.

Easter is how I know I'll see them again.

It's how I know I'll see Him again.

What a homecoming.

It is bright.

But not because pastels run rampant.

It is bright because it is hope

And hope shines.

It is rebirth.

Not because all of the eggs are hatching.

It is rebirth because of Christ

And Christ was resurrected.

It is a reunion.

But this isn't because my family always gets together.

It is a reunion between us and our Heavenly Father

And He misses us.

It's Christmas with warmer weather.

It's a Birthday with His name on the cake.

It's Valentine's day with a love that will last for eternity.

It's the Fourth of July with infinite freedom.

 It's Thanksgiving with much more to be thankful for.

It's cold in the shade

I see you.

 You're hard to miss. 

Beautiful and strong

  Stunning in your territory.

I sometimes feel I shouldn't be included in it.

   But I was planted right next to you

For reasons I don't fully understand yet. 

   The gardener knows. But He's alone in His proficiency with reasoning.

I appreciate your beauty.

  I do.

But at times there isn't much room for me.

   And you've had longer to grow your branches. 

The sunlight illuminates you in all of your magnificence.

    It is lovely to see.

But at times it's hard

    Because it's cold in the shade. 

And 
I 
must
grow
right 
next
to
you.