Happy Easter

I couldn't post my Easter greetings on the actual day, since I was tucked away in a cabin in the Smokies, unplugged from the electronic world and surrounded by family--parents, brothers, sisters-in-law, nieces and nephews--and having a wonderful, relaxing time of it, although I did fear for the lives of my children while we toured a dark and slippery cave.

Here's a recurring theme:  when our family takes a vacation, I don't realize how badly we need it until it's almost time to pack up and come home.  Right now, the last load of laundry is in the washer, but my heart is still watching the sunrise in Tennessee.  The kids are low-key today too, which is such an undeniable blessing.  Owen ran through the house in his underwear, looking for his uniform.  Helen spent a good twenty minutes quietly fussing at her footwear to feel right, and in between adjustments of her socks, she played with a comb.  Jack played alone in and around the farm's semi parked outside (with permission.)  Henry napped and is napping.

Busy day or lazy day, may you experience the power of Christ's resurrection in your lives!  That is the reminder of Easter--the hope of real and glorious new life in spite of our circumstances.