I have worked, probably as hard as I ever have, in focusing in on what this week is really about. Yet I have become so frustrated with all the hoopla that focusing my attention has become difficult. Egg hunts, new ensembles, the perfect meal. I don’t see any value in these things, yet they are dominating conversation wherever I go. Out of all the emotions that should be coursing through my being, frustration and anger should be waaaaaayyy at the bottom. But here they sit robbing me of my celebration. I hope and I will pray that I awake with the feeling of newness and victory. Trying to live with the joy Mary Magdalene embraced when she realized Jesus lives. That’s what I want for myself, for my family and anyone else reading these words. I truly hope we all find a way to really rejoice and appreciate the Good News.