Marching Song

 Happy Easter to all of you!  

 Marching Song by Robert Louis Stevenson

Bring the comb and play upon it!
     Marching, here we come!
Willie cocks his highland bonnet,
     Johnnie beats the drum.

Mary Jane commands the party,
     Peter leads the rear;
Feet in time, alert and hearty,
     Each a Grenadier!

All in the most martial manner
     Marching double-quick;
While the napkin like a banner
     Waves upon the stick!

Here's enough of fame and pillage,
     Great commander Jane!
Now that we've been round the village,
     Let's go home again.

When a granny prepares Easter lunch, she must aim to do as much of the meal as possible, ahead of time.  She can't hide eggs or take a march to the park if she's elbow-deep in sudsy water, trying to get the meal on the table.  
So, this granny has cupcakes to bake, cinnamon roll dough to prepare, strawberries to slice and sugar-up liberally (smile) and a quick trip out to get a few charming little tokens that say, "HE is risen!"  
Don't we get so wrapped up in philosophical ponderings and reflecting/projecting that we must do as Jesus said and become like children?
Simple faith.  Uncomplicated living.  Powerful adoration. We are SO saved by the Savior.