Goodbye freezing frost and layers of thin snow welcoming the early-spring morning.
Goodbye readying for communion and Good Friday by eating fish all week - I may be growing gills myself.
Goodbye turned over cement truck that caused such a bumper-to-bumper back-up on the highway I missed my son's choir solo.
Goodbye being so proud of a family member's recent choice to be a SAHM - so tough to walk away, I should know.
Goodbye Good Friday (Eastern Orthodox celebrate Easter this Sunday).
Hello Sunday's Coming.
Hello sweet baby girl celebrating her first year of life.
Hello enjoying that monumental cake smashing moment.
Hello dyeing some last minute Easter eggs.
Hello arranging baskets, hiding eggs, and bathing in salvation.
This week's lesson coincides with this Holiest of weekends: Easter. I think of Jesus and His journey led by God. We, too, are led by God and the promise was never that the road be a smooth one each day we take in a breath. I stand in the church and look up at the cross as the painting of Jesus looks down upon me, eyes gentle, caring, sympathetic, and hopeful. The cross I see has two sides. The first side represents crucifixion, the second, resurrection. We, too, must carry our cross through our own crucifixion to get to our resurrection. But, whatever pain or suffering we must endure as we go through, we are no different from Jesus in that God is always with us, in bad times and good, during pain and joy, through suffering and peace. Sometimes we have to take the journey to get from one side of the cross to the other side for victory. Stay strong and we'll all make it through.
Curious why I'm celebrating Easter this weekend? Click here.