A big explosion was happening inside my heart. I just had to do it. It was Easter after all. So I looked ahead to where my friend Yaa was standing. She often tried to drag me into this situation which I usually declined. Today I would grab her. I tapped her on the shoulder, smiled and beckoned her to follow. She joined with a laugh. My heart was pounding. We approached the front of the church. Yikes! Then we entered into the circle where a large group was dancing with great joy. Hankies were being waved in the air. Some were whooping. A few were in the center of the circle dancing and jumping with more exuberance. I was part of this expression of Easter, Komba style-song, drums, dance, clapping, shouts, radiant smiles. Christ has risen! He has risen indeed! Hallelujah!
I love Easter.