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Egg Day

March 29th, 2016 by Sallie Bingham in Religion 3 Comments

Egg Day - GardenThis past Lent I thought I made an agreement with myself to enter into all the ceremonies of that six-weeks season of suffering, and then to reward myself, after the dismal rites of Ash Wednesday, Maundy Thursday (but I do like the foot washing!), Good (so-called) Friday, Holy Saturday, and the Stations of the Cross, with the glorious resurrection of Easter.

Well, the best-laid plans. I couldn’t do it. After Palm Sunday and the wonderfully disorganized procession of the various congregations around the Plaza (The Episcopalians were the best), I had to admit defeat.

Something in me just can’t stomach the Crucifixion. I realized that when I was asked to empathize with Mary’s suffering as she watched her son nailed on the cross.

Why did she just watch, weep and wail?

This past Lent I thought I made an agreement with myself to enter into all the ceremonies of that six-weeks season of suffering... and then to reward myself with the glorious resurrection of Easter.

We are never supposed to ask that question.

I always have difficulty emphasizing with women, whether holy or not, who can’t seem to do anything to divert tragedy. I include myself in that helpless throng.

But isn’t it possible, even in terms of the Crucifixion, to imagine another outcome?

What if Mary and the other women had incited the few remaining disciples to mutiny, attack the soldiers, and tear the suffering man down?

Well, they would have been killed, probably, but still it seems that to make that heroic effort would almost have been worth it…

Now I have to admit to anther impediment to my belief: I don’t think I’m capable of worshiping a crucified man, even if he is the Son of God.

This must be blasphemy, or if it’s not, it should be.

Men, women and children, all the children of God, are being crucified daily all over the world.

Yes, Jesus chose to submit, and these suffering throngs of immigrants, now closed out of the European countries where they were trying to flee the disgraceful warfare in Syria, surely did not choose their fate.

But again, my feelings for self-chosen suffering are, to say the least, complex. And especially self-chosen suffering on the part of a man who then brought suffering to his many followers, and especially to his mother.

I think I am more capable of worshiping the Original Egg that altered the course of Mary’s life (and in some of the Renaissance paintings, she looks less than overjoyed to hear the angel’s news.)

Egg Day - Dyeing EggsWhich brings me, by slow degrees, to what I am now calling Egg Day.

We celebrated in my garden with about thirty friends. Actually, the celebration began the day before when three close friends and I dyed about forty eggs and decorated little brown paper bags to use to collect them.

Then, Sunday afternoon, as the sun finally came out and the temperature began to rise, after a windy, stormy, freezing week, the guests began to scamper around to look for the eggs we had hidden in flower beds, under bushes—as well as the prize egg, deeply hidden in a thicket.

The woman who found the prize egg (with a little help) won the beautiful basket of chocolates a dear friend had concocted, which her twelve-year-old twins would devour.

High TeaAfter the hunt, we all gathered for High Tea which my good friend Richard and his helpers had put together, and served: Karen’s delicate rooibos tea –I learned that where it originated, in Africa, it is called Bush Tea—tiny sandwiches of chicken, cucumber, salmon, cupcakes the size of a thumb with pink and blue frosting.

What a celebration and not a crucifixion anywhere to be seen.

Most of my friends have been with me now for more than two decades, and we are showing the signs of wear. One dear musician gamely went after eggs on two walking sticks, another musician friend had his arm in a sling, and everyone was having a little more difficulty getting up and down the garden steps.

But we are together. That’s all that matters. And from now on—I think, who knows?—my celebration of Egg Day will replace all the gloom and suffering of the Christian season.

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A long and fruitful career as a writer began in 1960 with the publication of Sallie Bingham's novel, After Such Knowledge. This was followed by 15 collections of short stories in addition to novels, memoirs and plays, as well as the 2020 biography The Silver Swan: In Search of Doris Duke.

Her latest book, Taken by the Shawnee, is a work of historical fiction published by Turtle Point Press in June of 2024. Her previous memoir, Little Brother, was published by Sarabande Books in 2022. Her short story, "What I Learned From Fat Annie" won the Thomas Wolfe Fiction Prize in 2023 and the story "How Daddy Lost His Ear," from her forthcoming short story collection How Daddy Lost His Ear and Other Stories (September 23, 2025), received second prize in the 2023 Sean O’Faolain Short Story Competition.

She is an active and involved feminist, working for women’s empowerment, who founded the Kentucky Foundation for Women, which gives grants to Kentucky artists and writers who are feminists, The Sallie Bingham Center for Women's History and Culture at Duke University, and the Women’s Project and Productions in New York City. She lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

Sallie's complete biography is available here.

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  1. James Voyles on Facebook says

    March 29th, 2016 at 9:19 am

    Sallie, you never cease to amaze and delight…still absolutely fearless, especially in the face of male dominance. Shine on!

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  2. Carolyn Charlene Lewis says

    March 29th, 2016 at 10:28 am

    Sallie, I love your Egg Day celebration and decorations. I agree, the Crucifixion is so painful to even think about and would be so much easier to ignore, but then there is the Resurrection of Christ which seems to make all of it so worth the pain. I’m so grateful for that sacrifice for me. God Bless.

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  3. Tom Ross on Facebook says

    March 29th, 2016 at 11:04 am

    I love your thoughts about Egg day. Oddly enough , I just finished this painting that has a large, seemingly sacred egg in the center.

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