Easter in a Pandemic Irony

This year my Holy Week began a week early as we pre-recorded the Maundy Thursday service. 
And it ended on Wednesday when I finished editing the videos for Maundy Thursday and Good Friday. 
On Maundy Thursday night, 
I needed to switch my gear from Holy Week to Easter in preparation for the recording of the Easter Sunday service the next morning. 
So I watched two comedy shows to create space in me for an Easter vibe.
The next day, while people were journeying with Jesus to the cross, I was at the empty tomb. 

The problem came later in the day. 
I made a spicy pork belly dish, one of Joel's favorites. 
Then I took a picture and sent it to him, saying, 
"Made this and thinking of you!" 
He responded,
"Mom, I'm fasting"
Oops...

But once I arrived at the empty tomb, I couldn't go back to Calvary.  
Even though the Holy Week journey made me encounter my 'first love' of Jesus and his presence,
once I moved on to Easter, I was already with risen Christ in a new place of love. 
While love on Good Friday was about grief for my sins and gratitude for his sacrifice,
love on Easter was about the joy of reunion with him, his calling, and my commitment.
Although I was a bit of a mean mom on Good Friday, 
I believed Joel would understand 

because he knew the love he was experiencing on Good Friday 

will soon lead him to the love on Easter morning.