He is Risen! And this year those of us who celebrate the feast can celebrate together.
One of our local Catholic priests observed that “This has been the longest Lent.” Leaving aside some theology about the life of the believer being a Lenten observance until the Second Coming, if you see Lent as the period before the feast of Easter, he’s right. Many Western churches in the US did not get to celebrate Easter in person in 2020. No sunrise services, no masses, perhaps a clergy-only TV broadcast or a parking-lot service, depending on your state, country, and denomination. This might work for hermits, or those of an anchoritic* persuasion, but not for most Christian denominations, and I dare say not for most believers.
This year, at least where I am, we are having the usual services, with the usual chaos (for the choir at least). Truly, it is good to be here.
*Yes, I’m making “anchorite” into an adjective. At least I’m not verbing it! Happy Easter, for those who celebrate it today.
He Has Risen!
He is Risen, Indeed.
HE is risen! Happy Easter to you and yours!
“Needs more basses” is true of every Western choir. Too many sopranos and whiny tenors.
Meanwhile, Happy Easter, and we have 40 days to enjoy.
Anchorites were always in church. That was the great part of the life. You lived under the eaves, like a sparrow, heard every Mass, and people stopped by to chat and get advice. And sometimes you had students come and stay with you and take classes. (I get the feeling that some anchorite cells were basically the size of houses.)