It’s kind of disturbing to me that my post with the most readers (and you know who you are – shame on you!) was a post where I had written the smallest amount. Take that to its logical conclusion! Are you trying to say that the less I write, the better it is? Huh?? Huh??

I’m joking, of course.

I love all one of you.

Well, actually back at Christmas time, I only had one reader, but now I have many more!

Yes, many of them live in my household, and I do cook for them, so yes, I do have manipulative capital. “Have you read my post yet? No, you can’t eat.”

I’m not saying I would do that (family members – no comments, please) but that is one strategy to increase readership!

It’s OK. I’m actually having so much fun writing this stuff that I don’t seem to care much if anyone reads it because writing is proving cathartic to me.

Maybe I should pay you to read this stuff because I feel so much better after I write?

Ha! Nice try!

Wow. Marketing is everywhere!

Now, let me get back to ignoring you so I can write properly.

What were we talking about? Oh yes, Easter.

Happy Easter!

And since my most enjoyed post was the shortest I’ll leave it at that.

May your heart long for more, spiritually, in this season. May chocolate eggs no longer satisfy. May everything else that you have put your hope in, like a bridge that will eventually collapse with too much weight, be seen for what it is. May we learn to cast our burdens, cares, anxieties, and joys upon Jesus, His back broken for our sin.

And because He was broken, because it is Easter again this year, we have a strong arm to grasp hold of as we walk through the tribulations of this life.

Lift up your eyes! He is risen!

I look up to the mountains; does my strength come from mountains? No, my strength comes from God, who made heaven, and earth, and mountains. He won’t let you stumble. The Message