- Christ is risen! He is risen indeed!- trees beginning to blossom
- a red tulip among the yellow daffodils
- a day spent with my family in Christ
- the boys playing freely and enthusiastically with room to roam
- joyful, silly traditions (cascarones, the smashing of the eggs)
- sitting in the shade of a flowering tree and chatting with my lady friends
- watching my husband quietly serve, always with joy
- seeing my boys making memories alongside the children of my friends from college
- laughter
- feeling part of community, developing roots
- the truth of this song on Easter morning:
Oh to see my name written on His wounds
For through your suffering I am free
Death is crushed to death, life is mine to live
Won through your selfless love
This the power of the cross
Son of God, slain for us
What a life, what a cost
We stand forgiven at the cross
I am counting my gifts along with the gratitude community. They number 322 in my journal, some of which I choose to share here.
1 comment:
what fun easter outfits the boys are wearing! thanks for continuing to share your gifts...
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