As a Church musician, that greeting always sounded trite to me. By the time Easter dawned, I was usually tired. The few days before then are always very busy and exhausting. Easter day is always very demanding for producing music at the highest level you possibly can manage. Think Super Bowl at Dawn. Happy? I usually felt nervous, anxious, pressured; all on top of feeling sleep deprived and weary. Happy? I will feel happy after all the family obligations are done and I can rest for a few hours.
My body didn’t hold up to that stress. I landed on the
injured bench, not the organ bench. I couldn’t push using mind over matter well
enough to produce the expected excellence.
But, could I fill the world with beauty? Yes.
Could I inspire others to create beauty? Yes.
I just had to figure out a way.
I’m fortunate in that I have the means and opportunity to
figure that out. I found a way to express my love of organ music without
overusing my hands so much I couldn’t preform daily tasks. Happy Easter? Yes.
Happy. If I stay focused and don’t let others bully me into entertaining them
in THEIR desire for the perfect Easter.