A funny old Easter
It’s funny how for a few weeks there can be nothing to say, and then out of one moment, really, one flaw in my character showing through, the words are tumbling over themselves in my head, almost too fast for clarity. Yesterday was one of those days, when my human nature was totally at war with who I want to be and who I believe I’m created to be…and it all happened in a moment. I was about 1½ hrs off finishing my 24hr on call shift, and I was looking forward with great expectation to all that Easter Sunday had in store…I was going to race back to Brisbane in time for my church’s Easter service which I was really looking forward to, especially as Good Friday was washed out, and after working ½ the weekend I wanted some time to reflect on the amazing love story that is Easter. I was going to get some much-needed family time, and would see my baby all dressed up in the Easter outfit I had picked out for her. I was then going to enjoy watching her excitedly hunt for eggs for the fi...