I have to confess to being a little bit of a Grinch when it comes to Easter. It makes my heart sad to see our culture take something so incredibly meaningful - the death and resurrection of Jesus - and allow it to get lost in a giant explosion of bunnies and eggs and chocolate. (Plus, I'm a little bit of a Grinch about anything that involves my three-year-old eating copious amounts of candy. Why must every holiday involve T.O.N.S. of sugar?)
Okay, Grinchiness aside, we did have a wonderful weekend with friends and family. I totally forgot to get pics of Li'l Miss in her dress - like these from last year - but I did get a couple of her with her handsome cousins.
Here they are with their sugar super cute lunch boxes from grandma. (Li'l Pup was really hoping there was something for her in that big pile.)
Li'l Miss has some pretty stinkin' adorable cousins.
(And this pic is minus our also-very-handsome youngest nephew who was really ready for naptime at about this moment.)
This is me messing around with iPhoto. (There's something about our peeling paint porch that just looks good in black-and-white.)
We enjoyed a wonderful Seder service with our church family on Friday night. It was a poignant reminder of God's faithfulness to His people, both in the distant past and today. A friend asked me to share about our adoption journey, specifically focusing on the ways we have clung to God's promises even we can't see where He is leading.
I am so grateful that she gave me the opportunity to look at our current circumstances from this perspective. To think that the God who freed the Israelites from slavery, the God who brought his people back from exile, the God who sent His very own Son to extend grace and mercy to humanity is the very same God who walks this broken road called life with me. Wow.
When we were having our darkest moments facing infertility, my incredible husband continually reminded me that God is faithful. The things life throws our way cannot change that - no matter how much they hurt, confuse us, or just plain suck. For Christmas in 2010, I was given Mary Beth Chapman's book, Choosing to See, and Steven Curtis's latest album, "Beauty Will Rise". As I began listening to the album, which was recorded after the Chapmans lost their five-year-old daughter in a tragic accident, the song "Faithful" immediately spoke to my heart. I'll leave you today with the lyrics (or you can listen here).
I am broken,
I am bleeding,
I'm scared and I'm confused,
but You are faithful.
Yes, You are faithful.
I am weary, unbelieving.
God please help my unbelief!
Cuz You are faithful.
Yes, You are faithful.
I will proclaim it to the world.
I will declare it to my heart
And sing it when the sun is shining.
I will scream it in the dark.
You are faithful!
You are faithful!
You are faithful!
When you give and when You take away,
even then still Your name
is faithful!
You are faithful!
And with everything inside of me,
I am choosing to believe
You are faithful.
I am waiting for the rescue that I know is sure to come,
cuz You are faithful.
Yes, You are faithful.
I've dropped anchor in Your promises,
and I am holding on,
cuz You are faithful.
God, You are faithful.
Though I cannot have the answer that I'm wanting to demand,
I'll remember You are God
and everything is in Your hand.
In Your hands you hold the sun, the moon,
the stars up in the sky,
for the sake of Love, You hung Your own Son
on the cross...to die...
You are faithful...
Yes, You are faithful...
When you give and when You take away,
even then, great is Your faithfulness!
Great is Your faithfulness!
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