I was stressed on Easter morning.
I hadn’t had enough sleep. I was tired. My shoulders and neck were stiff. I had to get to church, set up a live music feed for our Zoom service, and play the organ without having had enough practice.

First I noticed the beautiful sunrise.
Then I drove along the melt-swollen river rolling downhill on its rocky bed.
I saw how the trees in the valley were showing off the reddish blush of new leaf buds.

The day was beginning as all nice, spring days are meant to begin. The world was fine.

I took a deep breath and reminded myself that I have the skills, the practice, and the trust to handle anything unforeseen that the day might throw my way.

I’ve been doing this for years.
I’m always tired on Easter morning.
God always takes care of everything.

God did, and I was even able to enjoy a fine nap afterwards.

John Terauds, CPE Intern