Windy the last day of March. Going out like a lion. Hold on to your hat. A lot of pastel colors. Chocolate Easter Eggs are delicious. New clothes for Sunday. We must look our best. Easter is special. The Church Pews will rejoice with their new company. The Preacher has prepared. The Choir is in good voice. Sunrise Service is fun…especially the doughnuts. Restaurants will be full. Then the Hunt.

‘Could I have your attention?’ Fred Frog said. ‘Remember this is for Easter and we want it to be good,’ Fred continued. ‘This is our first performance of the spring season…we will sing knowing that He is watching,’ Fred F noted. ‘I have heard that the Mole Family Singers will be performing…this will be a first for them…we will show them how it is done on Easter,’ Fred extolled. ‘Remember when the Carpenter built our stage last year?’ Fred Frog asked. ‘He was so kind and full of stories and fun,’ Fred F recalled. ‘He did not see a stranger…we all felt welcome and at home,’ Fred laughed. ‘He had dinner at my house and played with the kids and helped clean up the dishes,’ Fred winked. ‘The Carpenter was a hit with the missus…he even sang with us…his harmony was perfect…like the sound of many rushing waters and of doves gathered together,’ Fred F said quietly. ‘He asked me if we would sing…on Easter…for joy and for peace,’ Fred Frog said with a tear in his eye.

‘We will sing for our Friend,’ Maury Mole said. ‘He made us feel important…like we were somebody…we felt seen…we felt heard…we felt at Home,’ Maury M. explained. ‘He helped me fix my roof…he is an adept Carpenter,’ Maury noted. ‘He enjoys a glass of wine in the evening…and figs…then he tells the most interesting stories…stories of hope and Heaven…stories of peace and home…stories of love and forgiveness…stories of putting your neighbor before yourself…I laughed when he advised to turn the other cheek…I asked him what happens when I run out of cheeks,’ Maury Mole said.