Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Celebrating Holy Week: The Risen Lamb
matzah crackers stacked straight, our unleavened bread,
a bread baked quickly with no time for rising now.
readings, word traversing space and time.
A gathering together of our family
for this Special Meal,
like so many families have shared over the years, centuries,
yet different too for we are a
Christian family embracing the Passover.
We long to teach our children that Easter
is not just bunnies and chocolate and egg hunts,
not just new life,
but His death and our new life.
We endeavor to create new traditions, rhythms,
that speak of a Risen Savior,
our own Passover Lamb.
My parents, Nana and Papa sat down at the table
with grandgirls, Meilani and Giada,
Ericlee and me, a mama with child.
We were surrounded by special foods,
so Papa pours the Paradise Blend,
how appropriate for our
Light of the World.
Daddy kneeled to gird himself with towel,
bathe little-girl feet.
We remembered how our Lord washed feet
after the Last Supper.
Easter bunny cake
for a tomb,
a hole in the earth created by
sticky little hands,
decorated with love.
Meilani named it
"Christ has Risen" cake.
in the grave.