Easter Eggs and Cake

If you share the same faith as me, you would agree that without Easter Sunday and what it signifies, Christianity would be for naught. However, I am not here to rant and debate on religion but to share some few thoughts (as I always have) about this day.

Easter in Aizawl has been related to being a rainy day in the past few years. And this year is no different. With my task as the "sound guy" at church I knew I would have a busy day ahead. Arrangements were made for the main hall in our church complex to be converted into an extension where people could sit and view the proceedings live, via, projectors and videos. And I would be in-charge of that hall. An easy job but then, you have to maintain certain audio dimensions so that it at least "sounds" like you were in the church. 

I cannot remember the exact figures for attendance but, I gather we were over the 2000 mark, which is a pretty huge number for a single congregation. I was joined in the hall by my fellow sound-guys and as the program started, it was just a matter of monitoring the mixer.

All the while the rain was pouring heavily, with no mercy and the temperature got lower and lower. Fortunately, the rain took a break as the service got over and let through a little sunlight. Tea and Easter eggs were being served in the lower levels of the building and I saw people smiling wide and wishing each other a happy Easter with a handshake. Everyone looked so jubilant. The little kids munched on cakes and some were deeply involved in cracking up their decorated eggs. The elderly, the reverends, moms and dads, teenagers, little children, big officers and businessmen, church elders everyone enjoying the Easter feast. Church is a great equalizer and so should it remain that way. No one too big, no one too small. All equal in the eyes of the Lord.  

I wasn't planning on going home and come back to church since it was a long walk so, I decided to stay and wait for the afternoon program. While I was waiting I saw people taking pictures of the various flower-arrangements that was by now damaged by the rain. The flowers were magnificent in the morning when they came in. A friend who lived nearby invited me for some more refreshments at his place and being me, I didn't resists the lure for delicious treats.

Easter has always been a special day and personally for me this year has been more so. As I mature and learn the ways of society, I now realize that people so diverse in their walks of life can come together and sit in one bench and enjoy the day. As Monday comes, their routine will change. Some will sit behind the counter an be "businessmen", others will sit behind their desk and run the state. Others will pack their gear and sweat in their carpentry-shop. It is the way of the world that each person will find means to feed their family and themselves, some perhaps in a less glorifying means than the other. But it is satisfying to know that we have a holy institution where everyone is equal and is viewed as a MAN that they are, a simple creation that would not last a minute without Grace.