The Week Before—
So much to do.
So many little details to remember.
So many last minute, couldn’t be done sooner, errands.
So many things that can go wrong.
You know the feeling.
That last week before: your scheduled c-section; wedding; graduation and party; leaving home; saying goodbye to that son or daughter who’s being deployed; the conference for which you are chairman; etc., etc. etc.
Always nagging questions and what ifs.
Especially the what ifs.
EXCEPT FOR THIS WEEK
This isn’t the blog I intended to write. It’s not even the subject I promised someone I would address.
Because yesterday began the countdown to Easter.
That day we celebrate as Christ’s resurrection.
That day life triumphed death.
That day when all that was promised was delivered.
Was anything forgotten?
Ah, yes. Forgotten and forgiven.