"I love those who love me, and those who seek me find me." Proverbs 8:17
Today our family came over and we finally had our Easter Egg hunt and celebration with our granddaughter Anne Marie. Why so long after Easter? You may remember from my previous post that our daughter-in-law fell from the attic to the living room on Easter Sunday. She is still far from back to normal and has considerable pain, though she's back to work. Here you see little Anne smelling our lilac bush with Phil, going on the egg hunt, and getting her Easter basket. Every year, over 1 billion Easter eggs are hunted in this country. The first White House Easter Egg hunts were actually held at the Capitol building, but the kids tore up the lawn so much that the president signed a bill that forbid the use of the Capitol lawn for such things. In 1929, President Hoover's wife was so grossed out by the bad smell of the eggs that she tried to replace the egg hunt with folk dancing! Guess that didn't go over too well with the kids! There was an old belief that if eggs laid on Good Friday were preserved for over a century, their yolks would turn to diamonds. Whoever came up with this wacky theory must have had way too much Passover wine! I need to be constantly seeking, but not for eggs.
"...let the hearts of those who seek the Lord rejoice. Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always. " 1 Chron. 16:10