I don’t have anything to wear to church tomorrow!  It isn’t even a last minute realization–I’ve known all week long that I was without an Easter outfit.  I knew it today when my family was out shopping, but I preferred to take a nap.  When I was a young lass my mother, of course, picked out my Easter dress and bonnet, and droopy little white tights.  I wish that I had an outfit like that for tomorrow.  Probably I am writing about clothes because the rest of today’s events were of varying extremes.  I was at the bridal shower of a dear friend.  I was at the hospital visiting my grandmother.  Tomorrow we celebrate the redemption of mankind by one loving saviour.  It’s a little too much to process right now.