Easter Night

Wow! What a day this has been. The disciples are roused into action by women already at the tomb and back again with the report that He is gone. Running to the tomb, finding it empty and returning home to ponder what has happened and the possible implications of the empty tomb. Then here comes Mary Magdalene again with the news that she SAW Jesus and TALKED with Him. Now the whole day has past and you are left alone to wonder about the days events. I wonder what was going through the minds of the disciples that first Easter night.

Life comes at you fast. Jesus - don't leave home without Him!

It rained this morning at 7:00 AM. Great, we needed the rain so very much that no one seemed to mind that once again an Easter Sunrise Service was held inside. I have often thought it strange to hold a Sunrise service inside a building when the intent is to have it outside. I know the logic of Texans is that no one will show up in inclement weather so it is better to hold it indoors and get more people to attend. Yet very few come to a Sunrise Service because of comfort.
Coming from God's Country (aka Kansas) I am used to Sunrise Services being held on absolutely gorgeous mornings to miserable, nasty mornings when snow and ice ruled the landscape. In all cases, those who came out to the Sunrise Service did so knowing the weather was what it was. That is what I appreciate about those who attend a Sunrise Service outdoors. They attend knowing full well what is the weather condition. And in spite of the weather (and not because of the weather) they seem to enjoy the simplicity of the outdoor service.
Indoor Sunrise Services are about as attractive as a three-legged dog and don't attract anyone not already planning to get out of bed for a silly thing such as a Sunrise Service. So next year, if it rains, put on a raincoat, grab an umbrella, or just stand bare chested like they do at football games in freezing temperatures, do anything but "stay comfortable at all costs."

Every year I enjoy watching the Masters golf tournament. This year was no different from the other years as I am always awestruck at the beauty of the Augusta National Golf Course. Other golf courses have their charm - but Augusta National has beauty that is endless! This is one of the intangibles that makes this tournament the best in America. Golf played amongst Azaleas, Dogwoods in bloom, Magnolia and Pine trees - can't get any better than this. But then again, golf played on a cow pasture with real buffalo wallows, sand greens (not traps) and buffalo grass fairways, no trees but lots of wind is not bad place to play either. Quinter Municipal has its own unique charm and beauty only a 'prairie lover' could enjoy!

Blessings!