Nothing like a little Holy Week to make it all better.

Over two weeks? Really? It's been that long since I last posted?

That is just all kinds of WRONG.

Lame-o.

And of course, the nuttiest thing about it is that my readership has grown since my last post. Maybe I need to just shut my trap and the readers will come. Ha.

I promise to return and post something this weekend. It's just been all kinds of busy here in Wonderland, and not just the normal type of "busy" with things to do, places to go, people to see, but also busy with worries and fears and what if's and all that stuff. As my dear great-grandma always said, "I've been busier than a cranberry merchant." All I know is, those cranberry peeps must be awfully busy people to make that the truth.

If you're like me and life has just been on the fast-track lately, be sure and slow it down this weekend and take a moment to simmer over the true meaning of Easter. For the first time this year, I attended both a Passover Feast and a Maundy Thursday service, and it was so refreshing to clear all the craziness and busyness from my head and be reminded of Christ who died on the cross for my sins. Here's little ol' me, constantly running around like a chicken with her head cut off, worrying and fretting over all the things that keep me up at night, things that, of course, really aren't all that important in the grand scheme of things, and then, thank goodness, Holy Week comes along and I'm reminded of the One who gave His life for me. And for you. All because God loves us. More than anything. And let me tell you something -- nothing else matters. If that won't wash away all the worry and stress, I don't know what will.

So slow it down this Good Friday and think on the goodness of Christ.

I'll be back in a jiff...