Hope Restored

Jesus departed from our sight
that he might return
to our heart.
He departed,
and behold,
he is here.

Saint Augustine of Hippo (354-430)




White, plain eggs. Like our life, without Jesus.



Brightly dyed with beauty. Like our life with Jesus.




Hidden in tall grass, behind lanky trees, under dense bushes, behind a rock. To find.

And find they do, with shouts of glee.

Hope restored in tiny hearts as an egg is finally found.

Jesus, hidden away in a tomb, behind a rock--grieved for dead--returned to life and heaven on the third day.
The disciples weeping with joy at seeing Jesus--again! Hope restored as they realize that Jesus is not dead--at all!

May all your Easter adventures find yourselves in awe of the ultimate gift: eternal life.

He was betrayed.

Condemned.

Mocked.

Flogged.

Crucified.

Raised back to life.

For you, for me.