Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Early Celebration

~JOY~ 
family celebrations!
Andrew (Kayla's husband) is back from his Air Force
Basic Military training and Tech School. 
Bennett is 6 months old already!
He was under 3 mo when his daddy left for BMT. 
They got to see one another
at the boot camp graduation March 4.
And on skype since then. :)
 They came over tonight for dinner. I gave Bennett his Easter gift:
A teething rattle. Ha! I got some flack for getting him a
SAW
to chew on. But he loved it! :)
 Pops (that is what my son calls my husband) made dinner in 
the crock-pot. I added some roasted potatoes and a juice beverage.
I gave my (big) kids several random fun things, one of which
was a jar of bubbles. Kayla blew them at Bennett.
He giggled.
It made our night! It was so funny!
I didn't get a photo, but this one is from the graduation 
six weeks ago when they fed him his first taste of ICE CREAM!
They wont be with us tomorrow. It was delightful to have
them over and rejoice in the King of Glory who has
RISEN AND IS ALIVE!
HAVE A BLESSED EASTER FRIENDS!
But he was pierced for our transgressions, he was crushed for our iniquities; the punishment that brought us peace was upon him, and by his wounds we are healed. Isaiah 53:5

Monday, April 13, 2009

You're All I Want, You're All I Need, You're Everything, You're Everything...

"Moved by Him"...Our youth did the Lifehouse Skit on Easter. If you are not familiar with it, you can look it up on UTube or Tangle...It shows how the entanglements of sin bind us, and how Jesus delivers us from sin and death.

I didn't get it filmed, but took a couple of photos. It brings me to tears every time I see it. Even during the practices~I would peek in and be moved again. To tears.

I am sure when we planned on showing it, it never came to our remembrance that a couple in our church lost their son to suicide in 2003. But they came forward with a few words (and tears) at the end of the service...The father of the boy has only been a Christian for a few years...prompted by his deep pain, he came into the fold. God does that, brings beauty from ashes. Thinking of it moves me to tears again.

I think tears come easy when we realize that Jesus takes up the basin and the towel for us on an ongoing basis. He washes our feet every time they get soiled with stains again. Stains of unbelief, or gossip, or self-reliance. He is always there, waiting for us to come and receive His cleansing.

The cost to Him, the Power from Him, and the deliverance for us...it's overwhelming! I hope you have been moved by Him. From death to life. The risen Lord has redeemed us, bought us back. All you have to do is repent, and believe. Then you are forgiven and become eternally free! Adopted into the family of our humble King...Love Him, oh, He is good!

Thank you, Jesus.

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