Easter morning takes on a whole different ambiance with a teenager in the house.

Getting ready to eat his pre-church Hot Crossed Bun, my boy launched into what appeared to be a rap audition.  Yes, rhyming and rapping.  Refining his craft all on Easter morning.

Jesus gave us new life and our teen gave us a new sound.  I’m grateful for both blessings, but to be honest, I prefer the ancient way.