For Now We Are Young...

Today reminded me of a song. Neutral Milk Hotel's "In the Aeroplane Over The Sea." In real life, supposedly, it is about Anne Frank... which is depressing. But today, the sun streaming through the steeple of my church reminded me of an excerpt of the song.

But for now we are young
Let us lay in the sun
And count every beautiful thing 
We can see
Love to be
In the arms of all I'm keeping here with me




Beauty is everywhere. It was in the eyes of the little ones smelling the flowers this morning, the wrinkles on the faces of the elderly surrounded by their beloved families, it is in the Easter plant that is now sitting on top of my sink, juuuust where my grandma would have put it. And it was in the new life that I was surrounded by all day. Crying babies, green grass, and trumpet lilies (one of my favorite reminders of new life) and in a large part of the congregation pretending to be Easter Bunnies because Everybunny needs to spread the word that Christ is Risen.

I go to bed tonight with a happy heart, slightly saddened by the loss of the physical presence of my grandpa, but lightened with the reassurance that he is rejoicing in heaven.

The Greatness that is In The Aeroplane Over the Sea