About a dozen of us gathered round the fire outside the Church at 5am in the dark for readings and prayers by candlelight. It is always very moving to hear at dawn on Easter Day the story of how Mary Magdalene and the other women turned up at Jesus’s tomb at dawn on the third day and found the stone rolled away. Then (depending upon which gospel account you read) there is the appearance of the mysterious figures in white – gardeners? angels? the risen Jesus himself? We had our own (less mysterious) figures in their white cassocks: Beverly, Pippa and Mike (one of our lay readers) who led a beautiful communion service inside the Church, complete with renewal of baptism vows, chanting from choir member Richard, lovely piano playing by young Lydia and lots of joyous alleluias, joined by a full dawn chorus of birds outside! Then, round to the Vicarage for a delicious feast of a breakfast. (I still managed to get home in time to prepare a second, family breakfast before anybody else in the household had woken up…)
Happy Easter to all!