CHURCHES ON EASTER

I love Easter. How can you not? I mean it's the one day that we celebrate the greatest day in the history of the world. When Jesus was resurrected.

I remember when our MTV church would be so full on Easter Sunday that we ushers would have to add card table seats in the aisles. As I was adding them, I thought to myself that it would be one full year before we had to perform that task again, and I was right.

But on Easter, it was a privilege.

That was in the day when people dressed up to attend worship services. Women often wore bright colored hats. "He Lives" was sung along with other old resurrection hymns. Hams were cooked at home or people secured reservations for after Easter service dining.

What preceded were dyeing Easter eggs and hiding them in the yard. Usually clumps of new sprouted grasses were choice spots. Also around backyard clothesline poles. Or, naturally, in the little root ruts of big elm trees.

The Church of the Oil Can in Cleveland is pictured. It's still there because I asked a golfer from Cleveland last week if he knew of the church. He did.

I hope it's filled today. I hope they need card table chairs. And I hope they sing "He Arose".

Happy and blessed Easter Sunday.