‘I think we have all of the Easter Eggs colored,’ Jane said. ‘I love the pastel shades…it is time to hide them from the kids,’ Jane laughed. ‘This Easter, the child who finds the most will get to meet Peter Rabbit,’ Jane explained. ‘Peter is going to join us in the Hunt,’ Jane continued. ‘He is bringing a flock of butterflies to release when the winner is announced,’ Jane laughed. ‘Peter told me that the Hunt will reveal a surprise for all of the Hunters,’ Jane winked. ‘Peter R. is a wise old Rabbit…he has dabbled in politics…he knows the President, Jane noted. ‘Easter will bring a great change… chaos will subside…there is a newness in the air…hope…peace,’ Jane reflected. ‘Peter R told me of traveling the world since last Easter…we are heading towards the promise…it is always darkest before the dawn,’ Jane said softly. ‘Peter R told me to watch the sky…look for the rainbow…focus on the Carpenter returned from the tomb,’ Jane whispered.

‘You are a natty dresser,’ Chet told Peter Rabbit. ‘I have read of your exploits…your work for peace…your focus on the forgotten,’ Chet continued. ‘I read your stories when I was a lad…not long ago…I am intrigued by your political work…you counsel Presidents…you are a bright light in a dark world,’ Chet proclaimed. ‘What does the release of the butterflies mean…are we reborn…are we made new by the Easter Experience?’ Chet asked.

‘Tomorrow we stand against the darkness…we stand against the Wilderness…we stand for hope,’ Peter Rabbit said with conviction. ‘Presidents and kings do not know their subjects…their promises are hollow…the children understand…the kids know,’ Peter Rabbit continued. ‘Our lives were meant to be lived in harmony and peace…we are made to possess the wide-eyed wonder of youth till we die…the butterflies understand this…the wonder and mystery of the Tomb understands this…we are made for greatness,’ Peter Rabbit noted with aplomb. ‘A surprise is coming…we have waited so long… our ancestors died without obtaining the Promise…the light is rising above the hill of Golgotha…a beat before the revealing,’ Peter Rabbit said.

‘The Hope Train is rattling down the tracks…it has been coming for a long time… no more dying… no more suffering… no more death,’ the Carpenter said. ‘I have returned to the House of My Father…now the mission begins…now the great Passion Play commences…I accepted my mission…” Now I have returned for my friends,’ the Carpenter said with a smile.

‘The winner is the little girl in the wheelchair…come forward and receive your prize…your proficiency at finding the hidden Easter Eggs is amazing,’ Peter Rabbit said. ‘You live in politically untenable times…you live in a climate of fear for many people…yet you are unafraid,’ Peter Rabbit observed. ‘I have seen you in the audiences the President has spoken to,’ Peter Rabbit said. ‘Your face showed like an angel…you were neither afraid nor supplicant…you were seeking truth…you remind me of Mary M, who worked with the Carpenter,’ Peter Rabbit explained. ‘You have been there…I saw you…you remember the old ways…the old truths,’ PR noted with satisfaction.

‘I stood at the foot of the cross when Jesus died for us…he was my mentor…he was my friend…we spoke of many things for many hours…he feared what he was asked to endure…he hoped God would find another way…Jesus loved living…wine and song…friends and laughing…working in his Dad’s Carpenter shop…friendly greetings in the community,’ Mary M said. ‘He was gregarious…he was an introvert…he sought people…he sought alone time…he loved animals, and they loved him…he was a man of the people…he was a loner,’ Mary M continued.