The term Easter came from Isthar. Several sources on my computer came up with all kinds of interesting factoids: Easter is an ancient spring festival. Long before the time of Christ, the pagan goddess Ishtar, or sometimes known as Astarte or Ashtoreth, was worshiped in different countries. Our modern practice of sunrise worship originates from the pagan festival honoring Ishtar.
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Whatever the origins of the celebration, Easter means different things to different people. Obviously the Jewish people do not celebrate Easter. They celebrate the holy days as commanded by God in the Old Testament--Passover and the Days of Unleavened Bread. In point of fact, Christ was celebrating the killing of the Passover lamb when He and his disciples celebrated His last Passover. Anyway, the result was the same the year of Christ's death. His death was the sacrifice for our many sins. His resurrection was the assurance that we, too, would live again.
It bothers me just a bit to not wish someone a happy Easter whenever that is said to me. It's not like they would understand being wished a happy Passover. But nonetheless, asking for God's blessings upon others is the general intent. So, may all of you be blessed by this Passover time and its meaning.
This has been an interesting day. Well, sort of. Cleaning out the vegetable crispers and picked up the top part of the shelf. The glass fell out but did not break. Took the glass to the sink carefully to clean it. It shattered inside the sink. Some of the pieces popped up inside my shirt. Not a problem. No cuts. Closed the dogs up in the living room and began the project of cleaning the sink, the floor, the counters, and then hauling the trash out to the bin. Got the crispers put back without the glass top, so that looks a little different, but what the hey!
Michelle and Tim came and took away the "lawn ornament" that was a Husqvarna mower. No matter what was changed on it, the silly thing would not stay charged. Think Hanan's impatience with the safety feature that brought it to a full stop if the driver got off the seat probably had something to do with the battery not staying charged. Oh well. Happy with my zero turn.
The dogs are standing here panting and begging for liver. Put some cooked liver in the freezer when it came from the ranch in Megargel. Now all is needed is to thaw some when it appeals to me, so it is a liver day.
John Rhoads just left. He picked up a couple of dozen eggs and left a half sack of corn here. Will call Nikki Smith and see if she wants it. My hens don't eat whole corn. If it were planted, it would produce what is called "field" corn. It is a lot of things, but tender is not one of them. Guess a row of corn behind the iris plants might be ok. We will see how much energy it takes to even think about that. My back is really giving me fits. Will see what Dr. Blackwell says tomorrow. Connie is going to take me over there, and then we plan to go to Market Street for a few things--mainly lunch at the deli. That office is so very convenient.
Hoping to have my truck back by Tuesday and hopefully no later than Wednesday. The mechanic says it depends on parts. Joy!
Don't really know much this evening. That seems to be about par for the course lately. Ignorant but opinionated. Oh well.
Pray for rain and for rest for those who are suffering. Please remember Kimberly, Sharon Dickerson's niece. She is really having a tough time.
May you all rest well and awake ready to see another day. You are loved.
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