An Alleluia From Head to Toe
Easter Sunday, Year C
I don’t like surprises. I like to know what’s happening.
On the evening of my 17th birthday, my boyfriend picked me up from work. I worked at Ponderosa Steak House. They worked hard to keep it very clean, but at the end of the day, it was a greasy mess, and so was everyone who worked in it. I’d worked an afternoon shift on my birthday so I could have the evening off and my boyfriend had promised me a nice date. That was what I expected. I wanted to change out of my uniform first, of course, so he picked me up and we went to my home. I went to bolt upstairs for a quick shower and to change into something normal. But, no, Mom calls me into the family room “for a sec.” While standing there in all my greasy Ponderosa glory, a red gingham shirt, black mini-skort, black cowgirl hat and white knee highs, a dozen of my classmates popped up: SURPRISE!
NO! This was NOT what I expected!
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