I had planned to regale the blogging world with pictures of our snowy Easter, but the pics that I would have put up are on my mom's camera and I don't have them yet. So you will get only my commentary, and perhaps the pictures will be posted as a treat for you to enjoy at a later date.
Now, the non-religious reason that I love Easter is because I generally hold to old-fashioned rules of fashion, and I look forward to the official unveiling of white sandals, floaty skirts, and Easter-egg-colored shirts. Even in years where I haven't bought a new Easter outfit, I enjoy pulling my bright clothes out of the back of my closet.
For this reason, I take it very personally when the weather delivers a freakish cold front for Easter weekend. And those of you who have a memory like mine (selectively fantastic) will recall that we have experienced these cold fronts for several years running. In years past, I have powered through with my Easter outfit, spending the morning miserable and cold and dreaming of fleece. This year I wised up and just wore warm clothes.
For this meteorological phenomenon to occur with such regularity, I must conclude that it is sent by divine design. God does not want us to parade out on Easter morning in beautiful and flowy new clothes. Of all the Sundays of the year, this is one where we absolutely must not be thinking about our clothes. Or maybe it's just a coincidence that this year, in my black pants and black closed-toed shoes, I heard the most meaningful Easter sermon ever.
(Regarding Easter snow...I'll just mention the other angles I could have taken on this topic. For those of us who regard global warming as little more than hot air of politicians, the weekend provided lots of opportunities for jokes. Also, it was a fitting end to a week of insanely strange weather. In 10 days, Waco has been hit with flash floods, a tornado, monsoon rains, sunny spring days, and now many inches of snow. To borrow the words of Anne Lamott, it's been like a movie trailer for a whole year of weather.)
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I had the same thought as your title this past Sunday, but it was not relating to weather. I have for years donned a new Easter dress. I think I even had a new one last year. This year I had not the funds to justify a new dress purchase, and also it was going to be cold, so I got out something warm. But I was thinking about how we should be focusing on God and not at all on our clothes on this important day and how sad it was that most people think more of clothes than the resurrection on Easter.
To give it the benefit of the doubt, however, maybe the Easter dress concept started as a way to dress up to honor the importance of the day, much as dressing up for church is a mild form of worship for some people, showing the importance of going to the Lord's house.
Exactly, Teresa! When I was a child, I even had to change out of play shorts to a dress for my mom and me to go into the church office on a weekday. You can imagine what Sunday rituals were like. But, as silly as it seems today, we DID dress up to honor the Lord and His Sanctuary, and for many years I did just that. Sadly, those respectful customs have gone from our churches and society in general.
yay for an easter break though! it was so fun linds.
And I don't mean to say it is silly to dress up, I dress up for church!
I really struggled, standing in front of my closet, looking at the Spring finery of years past, and the sweaters I thought I'd put away for the season. I felt very mature in my decision to wear pants and a sweater over the frilly dress that I would have frozen in, but I also felt very odd as I walked into church. I don't think I've ever worn pants on Easter Sunday!
any excuse to wear pants instead of a skirt is a fine one for me. Not to mention I got to wear my apparently out of season plaid pants that I have been waiting to have hemmed (thanks, mom), so it all works out!
Your snow pics are on Alan's facebook. Why don't you have him mail them on over so we can all enjoy them :)
Yeah, I can imagine a lot of disappointed parents who bought the whole Easter shebang for their little girls.
I don't mind dressing up...but the bonnets have GOT to go. It was like a large thing of foam, with frills all over it, a big fake rose and a matching purse to go with it. Did I truly pick this out as a child, or did they "lead" me to believe that. And if I did...what was I thinking? Humiliating photos my loves! Insanity.
Ohmygoodness, Margie, did you wear a bonnet?! I hope for your sake that you didn't pick it out...although you do like crazy hats... :) Maybe it's a Northern thing. :)
You need to post a picture!
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