Sunday, April 08, 2007
Easter bread; Bernie, Me and our Church on Cold Easter Morn
It's called a "Honey Bunny" and it's made with honey wheat bread dough.
Not by me...I've done lots of Easter breads in the past including individual bunnies, Hot Crossed Buns, and Braided Easter Bread with Eggs tucked into the braid (I made a lot of those one year and delivered them on Saturday night to friends with small children, with a note that Easter breakfast was DONE!)
The "Honey Bunny" was made by our fabulous Great Harvest Bakery.
I used to make bread a lot more often before GHB came to town.
Their Challah bread is almost as good as mine!
Great Harvest Bakery is a chain, but each store seems to have their own specialties.
I also got the White Chocolate Cherry bread there to enjoy. They only make it for holidays.
Our loaf only lasted two days!
Yesterday there were snow flurries north of us, and the weather reported that the temperatures dropped into the thirties last night.
Canada apparently sent winter our way, and snuck a bit of early summer in up there in trade.
(It works for me. I'd rather be cool than very hot on Easter. I've done my share of Easter melting with heat!)
On Easter morning it was still quite chilly and in the forties.
I was glad I had a warm pink dress to wear, abandoning my plan to wear my new chiffon dress that would just not be quite warm enough.
Contemporary Worship Service first.
It was the usual young people in jeans, drums and guitars, and free wheeling lively worship. (By Presbyterian standards at least.)
After service there was coffee and all manners of pastries to enjoy while everyone mingled.
We visited with our Assistant Pastor, who told me he was so glad to see someone in PINK and a HAT; that at the sunrise service everyone was wearing dark colors and only two women wore something colorful.
(I like Fred. He's a good Assistant pastor!)
Then we stayed for the Traditional Service, where there were two other women in hats, and two little girls in hats, and one little girl in bunny ears.
It was lovely to sing the traditional Easter hymns, and to be a bit crowded in the pew.
It was good to see entire families worshipping together.
Our Sr. Pastor Bob Covington preached on "Behold the Man."
Bob will be retiring next year, much to our dismay.
It is always a privilege to hear him speak.
He has had such deep experiences after years of life as a Military Chaplin, including serving on the front in Viet Nam.
He's a man's man, yet he has such soft spirit, so typical of the men raised in Tennessee.
I'll always treasure that I was there to hear Dr. Covington's final Easter Message.
I thought his Mama and Daddy might like to see him on the blog for a change.
And yes, I DID wear white gloves to church!
And yes, I WAS the only one wearing gloves.
They felt wonderful.
I can't imagine why they fell out of fashion.
It truly was a Blessed Easter.
I know I am blessed.
I know HE has RISEN!