Easter Sunday

Easter. If you are a Christian, it is a day to celebrate the risen Christ. There will be church services, family dinners, and egg hunts. People can be united in the belief that Christ rose from the dead — but that is where the unity stops, and the debate begins. Some world leaders call for peace. Others call for the continued military domination of nations. The same holiday, wildly different responses.

The TV has the women’s national championship game on. If you’re a fan, you can cheer the accomplishments of young athletes doing something extraordinary.

For me, the morning was my usual Sunday rhythm before the work week: walk the dog, head out for coffee, walk the pier, stop at the farmers market, then home for afternoon church.

What was different today was the camera. I brought an old one to the beach and decided to photograph surfers. As I clicked and watched, I started wondering about all the people walking the sand around me. Did they celebrate Easter? Were they heading to church? Were they thinking about the same headlines I was?

Walking back to the car, it hit me — there are so many things people disagree about, and on a day like today, those disagreements feel louder somehow. More present.

What does it mean? I’m honestly not sure. But maybe that’s the point. Sometimes it’s less about the answers and more about sitting with the questions.

On days when the noise of disagreement feels loudest, what helps you stay grounded in questions rather than reaching for easy answers?