The Egg Hunt

Like a bunch of giddy children we absolutely obliterated our way through the house in search of our chocolate rewards - each milky find only upping the already sky-rocketing sugar levels to psychotic proportions...

Okay, so I'm over-exagerating slightly, but this year the Easter Bunny came in the shape of my Aunty Jan.

Tim and I had spend the early morning of Easter sunday, meeting up with his brother Jeff and Jeffs girlfriend Ruth as we tooled around in Queen Vic Markets. After a leisurely stroll about the place, we pottered over to a cafe and grabbed some warm drinks and enjoyed a good chat, before leaving the city to head back over to Aunty Jans place for lunch.

It was fantastic to see Jeff and Ruth while they popped into Melbourne for a romantic weekend away.

But alas, we were heading back to Aunty Jans near bouncing with anticipation.

Aunty Jan had hidden 50 mini-solid eggs, 14 medium sized eggs and 1 large egg per hunter [6 large eggs in total] all these eggs were scattered in all nooks and crannies of the house just waiting to be grabbed and scoffed just as soon as Ash and Norma would arrive so we could start.

It was a funny business as we all pottered around the house waiting for the final two hunters, in the days event, to arrive. We were all pretending that we had forgotten all about the hunt, while, as sneekily as possible squizzing around the whole room trying to spot eggs.

Finally Ash and Norma arrived, at around 3o'clock. And the mob of us gathered in the kitchen.

The Hunters Were;

Manda

Norma

Gav

Tim

Ash

& Me

Aunty Jan gave us the rules as we all played up stretching and limbering up before the big race. All eggs were free for all, except the one big egg for each hunter. If you found someone elses egg then you had to leave it where it was and not say a word - Ash mimed smashing the eggs of anyone else he found...I decided that if I eventually got to my egg and found it in a rubble of smitherines, I would know that Ash had arrived there first :P

Aunty Jan went on and on and on an on for what seemed like forever with the rules, to the point that the masses were starting to rebel "...Come on wouldcha! we want our choccy..."

in a fit of laughter Aunty Jan finally yelled "Go!" accompanied by a boisterous waving of the arms.

Everyone shot off in all directions, straight to the spots where they had managed to snoop out the eggs earlier in the day. The chaos was hilarious! who knew that a bunch of...well come to think of it, Adults [not one of us was under 21] could get so excited about easter eggs hidden around a house.

It was the best fun I've had in a long time. Once the egg hunt was over the after pottered along lazily beginning with a BBQ, then some Telly and napping in the sun, stuffed like piglets. At about 8pm Aunty Jan pulled out the Scattergories and we ended the night listening to Gavs ammusing attempts at scoring doubles with ridiculous alliteration. The real star of the show however was my Tim, one day I swear I'll beat him!

So all in all, it was a fantastic Easter. As Tim and I had driven out to see his brother earlier in the day we had prayed that God would stir in us a very personal understanding and gratefulness for what this day meant, and as we ended the evening, we both felt it right down deep.

Christs sacrifice was about communion and relationship, he gave up his life so that we could know and understand relationship with God...today Christ revealed, yet again, the joy of communion, relationship and just a tonne of fun, with our families.

And as far as I'm concerned, thats no coincidence, after all, he's called us to be his friends...to be his family.

What a truely beautiful easter indeed!