Happy Easter

I am a country girl at heart. I love the simple things... especially in the Spring. I love long walks in the woods or old forgotten cemeteries; roasting marshmallows on an open campfire; picnicking in a field of daffodils; sitting on the banks of the Mississippi River just watching the barges go by; four-wheeling down an old dirt road; and eating fresh tomatoes right out of the garden.

I vividly remember the day my dad taught me how to fish when I was barely able to walk. Dad, mom and I took an old green Johnny boat out on the Black River. The wildflowers were weaving their magic along the banks. The scent of wild roses was lingering in the air. When a fish got on my line, I was so excited I almost fell out of the boat. Dad grabbed ahold of me and reeled me and the fish in.

I remember spending hours searching for four leaf clovers to bring me luck and dreaming about my future husband as I blew on the dandelions. I would make necklaces for my mom by tying together the white clover flowers. And, I would often spread a homemade quilt on the front lawn... laying for hours in the cool breeze reading my favorite books.

It is still those simple moments that make Springtime in the Delta so special.

More importantly than all of this, Spring is the time of the the Holy Week or the week of Easter. It is a time to reflect on the life, crucifixion, and resurrection of our Lord.

Jesus is no longer nailed to the cross and because He lives, we have hope. That is the true meaning of “His story” and the true meaning of this holiday. Those who believe in Him will have everlasting life.

May you celebrate this holiday in reverence to the One who died for us all.

As for me, I will celebrate this holiday with my family in Walnut Ridge. This pandemic has kept me at home for far too long... and away from my family. I am busting out of prison and COVID better be scared. I will attend church services at the People’s Faith Tabernacle where my brother serves as pastor. I will then enjoy a traditional Easter dinner at my sister’s house before the big Brand Easter Egg Hunt.

If I have learned one thing with the passing of my mother and mother-in-law, it’s that family and tradition are important. Desmond Tutu once said, “You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them.” I believe this is true.

A family is made up of individuals and they may not always see eye to eye. Yet, it is important to recognize the bond God has placed on your lives. The love of your family is much more important than wealth and fame.

The truth of the matter is, so many of us are just too busy to find time for our family and friends. I am guilty of this, but I am trying to do better. Maya Angelou said her mission in life was not merely to survive, but to thrive; and to do so with some passion, some compassion, some humor, and some style. I am with her!

When God sent His only son to die on the cross for us, He expected something in return. He expects us to treasure and love one another.

So, let’s all slow down and enjoy this weekend as we reflect on what the holiday is truly all about.