Easter is an annual Christian holiday that celebrates the
resurrection of Jesus our Lord. Christianity would be useless without the
death, and resurrection of the Son of God. Somewhere along the line a bunny and
Easter egg hunts became part of the tradition of celebrating this special day.
I do not pretend to understand how, why, or when these traditions began.
Here in south Louisiana, many families and friends join
together for an Easter tradition that for the most part is specific to this
region. This tradition would be the crawfish boil.
My wife has desired boiling crawfish for quite some time.
Not just for Easter but at any time during the crawfish season. I have never
taken the time to learn how to do this correctly, nor did I have the necessary
equipment. Being born and still living here, the items and skills are easily
acquired.
I have always chosen to buy crawfish already boiled and
ready to eat. This year was no exception. For Easter Sunday, you must order
your boiled crawfish in advance because businesses sell out of them so quickly.
This year I waited too long and found it hard to find a place that was not
already completely booked. Luckily, I found a place and was able to order 30
pounds of boiled crawfish. At least, that is what I thought I ordered.
After church, I went to pick them up, and they brought out
my order. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary until I arrived at home.
Before I go on, let
me inform you that I am not the most perceptive person on the face of the planet.
If I am thinking about something, like enjoying a relaxing day with friends,
the chance of me noticing even the most obvious things is slim.
Now back to the story. When I arrived at my home and went to
unload our Easter lunch, I noticed the crawfish were still alive. Wait. What?
That's right. I guess there were some communication issues with what I thought
I ordered.
With a couple of friends coming over in about an hour, our
Easter plans were dying a quick death. Neither my wife nor I were shocked at our
new situation. Crazy things always happen to us. Life is an adventure. However,
we are not the type of people to give up.
My wife and I had about five minutes to come up with a plan.
We jumped in the car heading to the store as she googled recipes and times
required to do the boil correctly.
After trips to two or three stores, we bought what we needed
and returned home. We also asked one of our friends to bring us some fast
food to satisfy our hunger until we could complete the boil and begin eating.
After spending much more money than planned, the crawfish
boil went off without any more issues. Our Easter Sunday ended up being a great
day. The fact that we now own the necessary equipment opens up opportunities
for more boils in the future, just like my wife wanted anyway.
Life does not always go according to our plans. Things pop
up suddenly and can turn things upside down. Many people decide to quit. They
would prefer to do nothing than to change directions. Life is full of
opportunities to adjust. When things get crazy, do not stop. Overcome.
The Apostle wrote to the Romans about all the trials he and
his friends faced, but that in those things, they were "more than
conquerors through him (Jesus) who loved us." Knowing that we serve the
same God as Paul if he can overcome facing death regularly, we can
overcome the daily issues that need adjustments.
Be an overcomer.
