Easter with Martha...almost.
Three times I sang the great Charles Wesley Hymn, "Jesus Christ is Risen Today."
Once with cold-numb fingers on top of the hill behind my house, waiting for the sunrise.
Once at our normal church service.
Once in Kent, at THEIR normal church service.
Love the song, though, even if someone else had to add the "aleluias" so it would go with the tune we all know so well. Can't take that away from Mr. Wesley.
But what a great Easter! Sunrise service, morning service, and standing in as god parents to Althea Helen Voorhees for her baptism.
Warm, sunny and breezy all day.
We drove from Kent to Bedford with the Voorheeses to spend the afternoon at her Mom's house. What a wonderfully open home they have. Easter egg hunt with the kids. Swimming, doll house and a really wonderful Easter buffet.
Didn't want to leave, but it was a bit of a drive to get home.
So we saddled up and pulled out of the driveway, narrowly missing the woman who was jogging with her dog on the side of the road...Martha Stewart.