Happy Resurrection Day! (or Good Friday post, cont.)

Wishing you all a Happy Easter or, more to the point, Resurrection Day. After all, that is what it’s all about.

We went to our church service, which was amazing. To hear hundreds of people’s voices singing as one was so powerful and brought tears to my eyes. I think when some people are full of the Spirit, they raise their hands in the air. I cry. (And my kids smile or laugh at me when I do.)

After church, we had Easter lunch at the home of some friends of ours. It was nice to spend it with another family, who feels like family, as opposed to by ourselves at home. Being far from both our families is difficult, especially when holidays come around.

When we got home, we had our egg fights. We were supposed to have them at our friends’ house, but my Southern Man forgot the eggs (oops!), so we didn’t get to share a cultural tradition with them. When we had our egg fights last year, I was the champion! This year, although our daughter’s egg lasted almost to the very end…almost (almost doesn’t count) đŸ˜‰ , I won again!  So, what are those egg fights? Excuse me a moment while I copy and paste part of a note from Easter of 2010:

“Yesterday, we had our Easter dinner at my younger brother’s house. Mom was there and was a bit disappointed about the hard-boiled egg situation. It’s a tradition in our Armenian family, dating back to who-knows-when, to boil the eggs with onion skins to give them that reddish color. Mom had done so, as she always does, but had grabbed the wrong dozen and ended up bringing eggs that were neither boiled nor dyed. (I jokingly told her we should do the eggs fights with them, anyways, for a good laugh.)

Mention “egg fight” to someone and the image that is in their head is, I’m sure, one of people pelting eggs at each other, with raw yolks and whites dripping from everywhere…blecchh! No, that’s not what we do.

The tradition is, sometime after we’ve had the main meal, to bring out the hard-boiled eggs and let everyone pick an egg. Obviously, the more people, the better. Then you challenge someone. One person cups the egg in their hand, so that only the tip of one end of the egg is showing in the circle made by their thumb and index finger. The other person taps one of the ends of their egg on the other person’s egg; the egg that cracks, loses. Then the cracked egg is turned to use the other end and the “fight” is resumed. At the end of the battle, the owner of the egg that has at least one intact egg end is the sole winner–the Egg Fight Champion of the Year! Woo–hooo!!

It may seem boring to people referred by my grandmother as “odars” (role the rr) or non-Armenians, but it gets very exciting, believe me, when you factor in our competitive natures….”

So, there you have it. That was the culmination of our day. Now we are just sitting here, relaxing and enjoying the rest of our Sunday while blogging and watching “Her Alibi”.

As I mentioned earlier, the church service was especially powerful, today, with all the singing, especially. The sermon was simple, yet powerful. Jesus asking the question we all need to answer:  “Do you believe?” Not, do you understand, but do you believe? Here is the passage for the sermon:

John 11:25-26

King James Version (KJV)

 25Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live:

26And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?

If we believe that, after he was crucified and died, Jesus rose again and is alive right now, we will live with him for eternity. We must turn to, ask forgiveness of, put our trust in and follow Him. He did his part–suffering agonizing pain and death out of pure, selfless love for us; our part is relatively easy. NO other religion exists where your eternal salvation is a GIFT offered freely and earnestly–rather than doing works, following man-made rules and jumping through hoops. All you have to do is believe, reach out and accept it. Have you? You will be forever changed….


About rebelwife

New England wife of a Southern man relocated back to Alabama.
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One Response to Happy Resurrection Day! (or Good Friday post, cont.)

  1. garden2day says:

    Sounds like a great time. God is so good!


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