Phillip and Rebecca Mefford

We have been very fortunate this year to be in Wyoming where our children have been able to attend school and learn the rhythms of life in the U.S.  A few weeks ago we had a full-week of snow days full of snowball fights and snowmen. The children weren't back in school more than a few days before Spring break began. The snow melted away, the birds started singing in the mornings. We spent lots of time with family and capped off the break with a celebration of Easter.  Many of our friends in Turkey vaguely know of "the egg holiday." We have explained that we keep with our traditions of easter egg hunts and painting eggs, but these activities aren't a spiritual obligation or a form of worship. They are mostly just plain fun. For follower of Jesus, however they do hold a little more meaning. Over hundreds of years the Easter egg has become a poignant reminder of new life. What looks like a lifeless rock is the waiting room for life to burst forth. Much like the tomb the