It's Easter! andlotsofotherthings that make life AWESOME.

Easter is a day that blows me out of the water. The Spirit that accompanies the day is very poignant. Church meetings are full Christ centered discussions, testimonies and music. You know the feeling when you walk into a room full of good people who carry the Holy Spirit with them? I think on Easter Sunday, the world is a little better place because so many minds are turned towards Christ: The feeling in the air changes, even for a few short moments.

Not to mention the food for Easter feasts are fantastic.

My Easter basket brought an array of goodies, the most entertaining of which is a set of three razors, with tropical scented handles.

Long conversations with a good friend about everything and nothing.

Waking up to the sun after a day filled with all that (see above), walking outside to crisp, clean air, warm and a glorious sun rising.

There is little that can top a song that is well structured with a distinct and flowing melody, deep foundation, profound lyrics (though not a requirement, the song may be purely instrumental). - See also "Wayfaring Stranger", "My Journey Home", "The Road Home", "Stars and the Moon".

Lastly, but not least - Getting over a miserable illness, having much responsibility on one's shoulders but know that all will work out, and that the day is gorgeous and life is just freaking awesome.

Bent.

Forgive me for forgetting who referenced this quote, but I believe they were quoting President Thomas S. Monson of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints, who said (not a direct quote)

"The Lord shapes the back to fit the burden."

Twitch.

My left thumb has been twitching for at least 4 hours now. What the heck thumb?!

For one single moment my eyes are held captive. The light passes quickly and is forever gone, yet it's image is burned into memory, to be recalled as a special moment. Each night so many stars make their appearance in the deep blue sky, yet this is the one I remember. The streak and flash of a rare shooting star is sacred and protected. Some days the sky is covered from below and little, or nothing of the midnight beauty is left to be seen.

This could be a metaphor for so many things, for love, for friendship, happy days, life experience. Which ever you relate it to, remember your shooting stars. When the sky is clouded o'er, know the heavens still shine and will be seen again.

Priesthood Power.

Four days of coughing, chills, stuffed nose. Along with a physical ailment, brain capacity had been reduced to a 5 to 10 second attention span. Enough, thank you.

Not even a phone call, but a text away was a home teacher who jumped at the request for a blessing, and a neighbor who came within 5 minutes of notice. I am grateful for the association of worthy priesthood holders that have no need to hesitate to ponder if they are capable of being tools in the hands of the Lord.

My health was not completely renewed on the spot, but I was blessed with the energy and brain power to get through all life calls.