More is Better?
This past Easter Sunday just like many we know we held an Easter egg hunt. It has always been fun watching the kids and their faces as they burst into the yard and scramble for pastel plastic eggs "hidden" in the most obvious places. I'm not sure whose smile is bigger, mine or theirs. I guess I can remember Easter past and my own scrambling to get all of the eggs. Yet, watching their energy and hearing their squeals can produce in me more incredible enjoyment than I thought possible.
Trying to catch it all on film I noticed a couple of things. As cousins joined in and 5 roamed the lawn, once or twice I noticed the younger ones stopped. Their stillness was out of context in the blur of the older ones who were still on the hunt. When I looked up from the view finder I noticed they were opening and eating. Our encouragement to keep hunting seemed to be drowned out.
Now, several days later it hits me, instead of collecting all of the eggs they could these little ones were pausing to enjoy what they had found. For all I know they were content and happy. And they should be. I bet all of that rushing around and hoarding will one day be linked to stress, high blood pressure or at least cavities. Now, I'm thinking what have I missed? It's time to enjoy what God has placed in the most obvious places. Let's go, who needs a basket?