Well, you never know what lies in store. Who could have imagined I'd be at a charismatic/evangelical Christian service today!? What struck me most powerfully was the emphasis on sin and redemption from it - concepts I feel more 19th century than modern. And there was, amongst the happy clappy songs, an undercurrent of smugness (we're saved!) and a masculine emphasis on triumph. I guess Easter is different from other times.. and I hope I don't tread on anyone's toes here. In many ways it was a great service, families of all nationalities, an informality which was quite refreshing but unexpected - nobody seemed to have dressed in Sunday best, there were shorts and T shirts and jeans and flipflops. And two very strong women came and prayed with me, and although part of me recoiled, part really wanted to be there with them, believing it all. A good experience, and if it helps banish the darkness from the husbandly heart, a miracle.
But although I had a delightful Japanese lunch, still no chocolate eggs, waaaaah!