Easter, 1966
The sun is shining bravely in the clear blue sky. The wind gusts sharply across the hilltop and down into the valley.
Five little girls, ages 4 to 12, in pastel dresses and sweaters search for colored Easter Eggs. Shouts and laughter echo down the hill as they hunt among the cheerful yelow daffodils and the green grass along the fences. Fragrant locust blooms, white as snow, send their sweet petals floating on the wind.
Easter, 2009
These same 5 girls are grown now. Each has children of her own. Each has grandchildren who gather to hunt for the Easter Eggs. The home on the hill is no longer there and the girls are scattered, but the joy of Easter is greater than ever as we have realized the truth of the celebration. We rejoice in the risen Savior and long for the time of His return.
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