i sometimes have a hard time with easter. i know, what a horrible thing to say! of course the celebration of resurrection is sacred and wonderful. i think it just comes down to my struggle with spring; it’s such an awkward time of year for me. sundays have never been my favorite day, either — even now, when i look forward to them as my intentional day of rest from the cares of the week, i often find them somewhat thin1 — precarious, emotionally.
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