What a strange Easter this has been. Not going to church Good Friday and again today for Easter Day, as it is already here in Australia, has been very odd. It makes it not feel like Easter at all, because to me Easter has less to do with chocolate, eggs and bunnies and more to do with the most amazing event in history, the resurrection of Jesus.
To be here and see my husband go off on his own to church again this morning is hard. We’re so used to going to church together and sharing these special occasions together. But I can only do at present what my body will let me do. At present that doesn’t come on the limit of things I can do.
Mick has been quite creative this week in getting food out of the freezer or fridge, consulting the cookery book and making meals. I have to admit that part of it has been nice, to sit and have meals prepared for me. Why is it meals always taste so much better when someone else cooks them?
However at least for a short time I have been able to get out of the comfy recliner chair and sit at the computer for a little bit. But going to church and sitting on hard pews and standing and walking are at yet way beyond the body’s capabilities. Hopefully it will start to improve more sooner rather than later.
Our little dog doesn’t understand why she’s suddenly too heavy to sit on my lap, as she usually does and keeps giving me pleading looks which I’ve had to learn to ignore. Sickness confuses her. She looks confused when Mick gets ready for church and I don’t, which goes to show even she is used to us doing things together. So it’s being a very uneasterish Easter.
The only thing is it’s made me realize again is how blessed I am to have a husband whose faith is important to him and how much I value the fact that normally we go to church and share our faith.
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