She was so lovely. She could not have been more than five or six, and she was wearing robin’s egg blue, with matching ribbons all about her hair. Her skin was exactly the color of dark chocolate. Her lips well pinked. Her legs as skinny as a grasshopper’s.
She was tugging on her frustrated father’s arm. He was trying to be happy, but happiness should never be this much effort. He was wincing as we all watched him being dragged on to the field where the kids had just found dozens and dozens of pastel colored eggs.
“I want to show you what I can do. I learned how at school. Maya taught me.”
He stopped and smiled and told her to show him. She went skipping down the field in leaps and bounds, and a laugh so merry, it exploded out of her toes.
“I always tripped before, but now I can do it. Maya told me not to watch my feet, but just trust them. Maya told me my feet already know how to skip. Now Daddy, you do it with me.”
You know the story. Never was a man’s face such a paradox of smiling and agony. After a good ten minutes of pure cajoling, he sighed deeply, grabbed his daughter’s hand, and off they went – skipping. The father proved that not all feet know how to skip. He gave new meaning to the concept of clumsy oaf.
As they skipped back, the Easter Egg Hunt crowd began to cheer, and this proud joyous Daddy began to giggle uncontrollably. It was magical. He lifted his little girl up in the air, and twirled her around and around, and kept telling her, “Thank-you, thank-you so much.”
Most of us are reluctant Easter skippers. We resist with all our might, as if we were being dragged off to war. We don’t want to look silly, or stupid, or like a clown – or like a child.
It is Easter’s job to free us to be a blessed child of God. Easter enables us to stop worrying about what the world thinks, and to receive the day as the giggling mass of joy that it is.
Easter is being twirled around and around by a Daddy who loves us so much – well, it is a love that could melt the sun.
O, Lord of Lent, let me take Your strong paw of a hand and skip into Easter. Amen.
Reverend William R. Grimbol has spent the past 30+ years helping people create and develop strong spiritual connections with loved ones and God. He is also a published author, with over a dozen books to his credit.