On Easter Sunday, we decided to worship at an international church near our home. We have attended there a few times, but not since we returned from America. It feels more like American church than most churches we visit here. We knew that most Ghanian churches would have very long services and quite frankly, I just really wanted to worship in a way that would fill me up. So, we went to the land of 90 minute air-conditioned services where the kids had the option of children's church. It was a blessing and I left with a song in my heart.
Last year, we celebrated Easter as "refugees" in a guest house in Nigeria. This year, we were thankful to host Easter in our home. We were able to share an Easter meal with some of our colleagues and it was a blessed time. Abby did most of her planning, as part of a home economics assignment. She did a good job and took time with a lot of little details. Lily served as her assistant and together they pulled off a nice afternoon for all.
Here are a few pictures of our Easter weekend:
Dying eggs is one of those traditions that I insist on keeping. I can only remember one Easter of my life with no egg dying. This year, we had no problem getting white eggs and unlike last year, they didn't cost extra when we did find them.
As you can see, Abe's first egg obviously required intense concentration.
Lizzie is focused!
The thing about coloring eggs is that we have very few in my family who actually enjoy eating them. For years, my dad took them off of our hands, but seeing as he's back in the USA, we needed another option. This year, we decided to color them and share them with some Ghanian children. They were happy to have them and we were happy to share.
Here's the crew, after church.
He is risen, indeed!
Our kids enjoyed Easter baskets. I must confess, I have been trying to think of an excuse to buy these beautiful baskets for a year now. There is a vendor near my home that always has bunches of them tied in trees and blowing in the wind. They are gorgeous, but I couldn't justify buying them. But, sadly, our $5 Target felt baskets that we've used the last several years, couldn't handle the climate here at the equator. The bottoms were all falling out because the glue wouldn't hold. I found myself in need of some baskets and well, the rest is history. I'm pretty sure these babies will last way longer than our cheap felt ones, and they only cost a few dollars more. Nana and Pap sent some American treats for the baskets, which were thoroughly enjoyed. Ryan and I had bought each of the kids a new UK shirt last fall, long before we had any idea they would be in the championship game this year and saved them for baskets. They were all happy to get them.
The kids enjoyed an egg hunt. Ryan's parents also sent us candy for that via a volunteer. It was all chocolate though and I just knew we would have a bunch of foil covered chocolate puddles if I wasn't careful. I decided to keep it hidden in the fridge. Abby stuffed the eggs the night before and then put them back in the fridge. We left them in there until just before the hunt. The dads hid them quickly, the kids hunted them quickly, and then I had the kids put it back in the fridge when the hunt was over. We actually had kisses that were shaped like kisses and rolos in their original shape.
Abby and Lily made a pinata. We did one round with blindfolds and I thought we might be there all day. We did a second round with bare eyes and finally got that baby busted. The guard was nice enough to let us use his club, since we couldn't find our baseball bat.
Here's our youngest participant gearing up. She wasn't so sure about whacking that thing.
Abe wasn't so reluctant.
Here are the pinata artists with an "after" shot.
Repurposing at its best!
That's one beautiful bunny!