I like how Ann Voskamp calls it a visible parable… how her mix of moss and dirt and stones tells the story of Jesus’ resurrection. I like how other writers — other people of faith — take sticks from the yard, fashion them into crosses and drape the purple of Lent around the middle cross to symbolize the one where our Jesus died.
The Internet is full of ideas for resurrection gardens, of Easter projects that ask us to make hope tangible.
A few days ago my bunch sat around the kitchen table and made watercolor crosses. All of us, from 2 to 41, dipped the brush into water and then swirled the color. We used tape to map out the cross, and in the end, only the cross was left white. All that chaos of color and still there was Christ, there was hope.
I meant to turn our masterpieces into Easter cards, but now I’m not sure they will all be mailed away. We might need a few here, too. A few visible parables of our own.