He is not here. He is risen!

Yesterday was spent preparing the church for Easter morning.   Children appeared for the afternoon and crafted away, to prepare paper daffodils for our cross and marble designed paper for egg cut outs.  

The night before at the Good Friday service we share with 8 other church, we welcomed them to our building and marked our betrayals and accusations before annointing the cross with fragrant spices.   So part of the afternoon was also about opening up the white cloth and removing the cross front it, the children were happy to play their part in the mystery.  

I'm still considering whether or not to put the liturgy that we used that evening on here.   So far it hasn't appeared as I borrowed pieces from other places, as well as adapting it to suit our puposes, so I need to think how best to credit the places I borrowed from.

This morning we gathered early to rise with Christ and eat bacon rolls.   At the start of the morning service the church was full of aroma and potential.  The aroma of the lilies and the fragrant spices blended well with the smell of bacon.   The 250 orders of service ran out, and the fun of a baptism all contributed to a wonderful morning.  

I have to compliment the choir, who held off on their anthem until after the sermon and then gave a truly beautiful rendition of "Jesu. Joy of man's desiring".

No theological statements to make.   No point, but just a pause to say great day, and to acknowledge that he is not here in this moment, but out there waiting for me/us to walk into the future.

And also a place to put the photos of people's artful worship.