I wrote this last year... but I saw some Peeps today, so I thought I'd add it to my blog. Happy Easter!
I cry easily and sometimes at the most unexpected, inconvenient times. Yesterday, of all places, the tears welled up at RiteAid. Seeing boxes of Peeps triggered a memory of my friend, Jim, who recently passed away.
I was reminded of last Easter when Jim “Peeped” my car while it was parked in the church parking lot. I left Easter morning worship to find about two-dozen marshmallow chicks parading across the hood of my car. Some had picket signs Jim had carefully written and placed on toothpicks. It really was hysterical and I have the pictures to prove it.
So there I was at the drug store yesterday… standing in front of the Peeps awkwardly going from crying to smiling. But isn’t that what Easter is all about? We go from sadness at the foot of the cross to joyfulness at the empty tomb!
So there I was at the drug store yesterday… standing in front of the Peeps awkwardly going from crying to smiling. But isn’t that what Easter is all about? We go from sadness at the foot of the cross to joyfulness at the empty tomb!
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