Mother said that was ordained chicken time.

Turkeys for Thanksgiving, sucking pigs for Christmas, chickens for Easter, goose, she couldn't abide.

She thought it was too strong.

She said the egg was a symbol of life; of awakening, of birth, and the chickens came from the eggs, first ones about Easter, so that proved it was chicken time.
I am going to quit praying about little things I can manage myself.
Father said no prayer would bring an answer unless you took hold and pulled with all your being for what you wanted.

I had been intending for days to ask the Lord to help me find where Leon hid his Easter eggs.