So this year my Easter weekend was a little different than usual. It was my first Easter away from home and I was definitely aware of it. It had me thinking a lot about how I spend it and how all the people close to me spent it…and even though we were all in different places, I was updated by each one and it kinda felt like we were all still celebrating together. Kinda like all living under the same roof just in different rooms of the house.
But what was most beautiful about being apart and doing things so differently, is how extremely close God felt to me, and to each and every other person in their Easter celebrations. He was everywhere and He made it visible. So although I was doing things at my own pace and it was totally different – it ended up being a very special Easter weekend.
On Thursday we chilled out and saw two great friends, Jaco and David and caught up a little with them. That evening, I was on my way to church, dressed all in pink, ready for communion that would take place at church, when a little crisis came up. Luckily my little sister was very graceful about it, and after the crisis was taken care of we headed to the Union Buildings, with our pink sterie stumpies. It was such a beautiful evening, with a lot of adventure and exploring and bonding. After that, a friend called me out for coffee at Just Cuban restaurant, and we had a very chilled evening chatting and being very mellow. We had a little heart to heart over coffee and some hubbly and when I got home round 12pm, I found my little sister in the kitchen making soup. So we had soup together before we called it a night.
Saturday was pretty chilled apart from my sister’s cleaning. I also was worrying about a friend who had been working 3 weeks straight without any breaks, so I waited on him to hear where we were going to go chill out. But he surprised me with a phone call after 10pm, mentioning that I should get dressed up and stuff and he’d pick me up in 15mins or so. That turned out to be such a great evening, we chilled and danced all night with more really good mates and ended up sleeping over in Hartebeespoort with all of them. It turned out to be a very fun-filled evening and the next morning was even more special as it was Easter Sunday.
Easter Sunday was very special, as usually I’m at the Sunrise Service back home with mates. It is usually round 5 or so a.m. at St. Mikes beach. This year I couldn’t be there but it was still pretty special, as usually afterwards, they do baptisms. This year, my best mates, little sisters were baptized. Daryl’s little sister, Bridget and then Stubbs’ little sister, Helen were baptised by Sim! Although I couldn’t be there, my best mates were there for it, and even though I wasn’t, I got to see the photo’s and I’m so happy for them. It reminded me of when my best mates got baptised and when I did. Really great and special moments. While that was happening, we were waking up in Harties and it was a very chilled morning with the wind blowing through the trees. We all woke up, one of my very special mates started a fire as we all sat and talked, watching him and eating Easter eggs. The guys then left to go buy some stuff for breakfast, while us ladies made turns going through the shower. When they got back, we were all sipping on Mc Donald’s machine coke, while playing pool and Eugene was making us all omelettes. We all sat having a chilled breakfast and talking about religions and Easter and a few other things. At about 1pm it was time to say our goodbyes and head back to Villeria and Hatfield, Pretoria. It was such a chilled drive, the trip took us an hour as we listened to music, got a little lost as we got to know Pretoria a little better and chatted. At about 3pm my little sister and I headed out to Mozambik, ending our day off with talking about Easter and a few other things, taking photos, eating amazing seafood and sipping on RnR’s in such a beautiful, chilled setting. Felt like a proper blom session and it had us longing to be home, reminding us of good times and mates. As the evening and my weekend ended, I got to see some photos of my friends at The Monument in Pretoria, where they had an Easter picnic, as well as Matt sending me a photo of the sunset at Sterkfontein Dam.
A chilled Easter weekend, with so many special moments, all of them being wide and far apart, but in each setting it was just amazing to see Jesus there, and see the Fingerprint of Love that He leaves everywhere, in every beautiful situation. The Fingerprint of Love that He has left, as if dying on a cross for us just wasn’t enough.
For God so loved the world, that He gave us His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3v16