Happy Easter

Wishing everyone a happy Easter holiday and time to enjoy a good book! I am not sure how much time I will have this Easter weekend to read, but hope to burn the midnight oil Easter Sunday evening. Easter is a holiday that comes in the Spring with hopes after a long dark winter, of new life, new beginnings, the promise that redemption is never impossible and that death has lost its sting.

“When Good Friday comes, these are the moments in life when we feel there’s no hope. But then, Easter comes.” ― Coretta Scott King

“Easter says that love is more powerful than death, bigger than the dark, bigger than cancer, bigger even than airport security lines.”
― Anne Lamott, Small Victories: Spotting Improbable Moments of Grace

“Here the whole world

(stars, water, air, And field, and forest,

as they were Reflected in a single mind)

Like cast off clothes was left behind

In ashes, yet with hopes that she,

Re-born from holy poverty,

In lenten lands, hereafter may

Resume them on her Easter Day.”

(Epitaph for Joy Gresham)” ― C.S. Lewis, C. S. Lewis: Life, Works, and Legacy, Volume 1, an Examined Life

“She had long accepted the fact that happiness is like swallows in Spring. It may come and nest under your eaves or it may not. You cannot command it. When you expect to be happy you are not, when you don’t expect to be happy there’s suddenly Easter in your soul, though it be midwinter.” ― Elizabeth Goudge, The White Witch

Let Him easter in us, be a dayspring to the dimness of us, be a crimson-cresseted east.” ― Gerard Manley Hopkins

Easter is never deserved.

― Jan Karon, Home to Holly Springs

“The note exploded in our midst, and at that moment I knew our creator had touched not only me but all of us, just as Harriet had touched that sculpture with a loving hand long ago, and in that touch I sensed the indestructible fidelity, the indescribable devotion and the inexhaustible energy of the creator as he shaped his creation, bringing life out of dead matter, wresting form continually from chaos. Nothing was ever lost, Harriet had said, and nothing was ever wasted because always, when the work was finally completed, every article of the created process, seen or unseen, kept or discarded, broken or mended – EVERYTHING was justified, glorified and redeemed.” ― Susan Howatch

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About Theresa

I live in an old farmhouse in upstate New York (no, *not* the big city!) in the country with my family, two dogs, two calves, and two horses. I love to cross stitch, quilt, read, and look at needlework blogs :) and I love coffee *and* tea!
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