Preparing Easter Gifts...

All during Lent, the kids have kept a sheet of paper lined at the top with names of those who are close to their hearts. They've kept this sheet hidden (in a school book called 'Storms') and as the days have passed, lists have grown under those names... thanksgivings to God for the blessings of each life. Today, we finished binding the little blessing books. Tomorrow, they begin writing...

The paper is covered, measured, cut and punched... all ready for little hands to stitch.

Many hands make light work.

Adding a ribbon tie.


The books are ready to receive the hearts of the children. Then they'll be tied up pretty and wait in the dark... until the stone is rolled away, the bells ring and the lilies blossom.

Between now and Sunday...I'll finish the dresses and replace the ribbon on the Easter hats with something matching. I'll finish writing an article and get up at an outrageous hour and travel to watch my children wave at me from the court. (I see car sickness in our future so will prepare to properly care for someone/s in misery.) I'll wave my palms on Sunday and condemn my Lord with the crowds.

Then on Monday... blackout (sort of). I announce winners and mail a package. Then I'll step away from the blogging world for a short week to prepare my heart in earnest. I will be praying and reading, diving into the liturgical rhythm and cleaning house; preparing my home as I prepare my heart. After the children are sleeping, I will sit with my husband and prepare their gifts.

'In order to hear the voice of God one has to have silence in one's soul and to keep silence; not a gloomy silence, but an interior silence; that is to say, recollection in God. One can speak a great deal without breaking silence and, on the contrary, one can speak little and be constantly breaking silence... God does not give Himself to a chattering soul which, like a drone in a beehive, buzzes around but gathers no honey. A talkative soul is empty inside' (St. Faustina, Diary of a Soul, 118)

This week will be full, weighted with busyness but also with the heaviness of the Passion. It is a week of the paradox of interior and exterior preparation; and the challenge is to LIVE the journey instead of demote it to a series of activities. My hope is to enter in even while I busy my fingers and feet.

"It is in My Passion that you must seek light and strength." (Our Lord to St. Faustina, 654)

Holy Thursday we begin the walk through darkness and His house is stripped and silenced.
Friday we embrace the Cross and enter into the Passion. Good Friday also begins the Novena to Divine Mercy. 

"O Bood and Water, which gushed forth from the Heart of Jesus as a fount of mercy for us, I trust in You!" (St. Faustina, Diary of a Soul, 84, 187)

Saturday, we color eggs and prepare for the big event: Easter Vigil Mass. (My heart jumps a little as I peek around that mental corner.)

And in all this, I will leave room for the strong possibility that not everything will go as planned. And I will pray again: Jesus, I trust in you. And Easter will arrive whether or not we remembered to buy Jellybean white tights or frost the cookies. And it will be glorious.

 I'll see you then...

Posted on April 14, 2011 and filed under "Easter", "Lent".