Yes, it is after midnight. Much later than I usually post, but Easter Vigil mass was beautiful and I am still up and awake, not to mention in the mood to journal and share. Being the oldest of seven, I never went to Easter Vigil mass growing up; my parents weren't about to bring seven of us to a three hour mass, especially knowing we would be up early the next day to scope out our Easter goodies. So, the first time I attended an Easter Vigil was my first year out of college. I hope never to miss one from here on out. I love Holy Saturday mass! It makes the whole rest of the liturgical year make sense. The symbolism and connections are incredible. I literally had goosebumps as mass began this evening, was moved to tears two or three times, and came out of mass more awake and alive then I have been all day. Father's homily was great. He said most Catholics have an easy answer to the question, "What are you doing for Lent?" but have a heck of a time answering, "What are you doing for Easter?" Easter, all fifty days of it, is to be celebrated. I'm good with that. Let's party.
As I was coming in from my run yesterday I noticed a few early flowers blooming in our front yard of which I was going to get a picture to post. Alas, I didn't quite get to it. Actually, if I get out early enough tomorrow morning, I can probably get one with the little yellow flowers peeking out from under the snow (a little more than a light dusting fell while we were in mass tonight). Talk about an image of Easter hope!
Again, happy Easter!