Eggs in a basket

Just like the colors of those dyed eggs in the basket: Red and yellow, black and white, all are equally gorgeous in his sight.

Easter is tomorrow. A time of family and remembering the gift of unwavering love. Our present situation has definitely made life more complicated. But my faith has no boundaries. And it seems that neither does that of the grandchildren.

Me: Honey, I'm sorry we won't be able to have Easter with you on Sunday.
Emma: It's okay, MeMe. The Easter Bunny can still come.

May we always accept the love of God as innocently as those things seen through the eyes of a child. Unsee but absolute.

Happy Easter to you and your loved ones.