Wow, what a beautiful Easter morning.
So many old hymns swirl around in my mind- The Old Rugged Cross, Up from the Grave He Arose, Because He Lives, In Christ Alone. I love so many new and beautiful praise and worship tunes, but those hymns comfort my heart like nothing else, reminding me why we celebrate this day. I want to sing them all the day long and reflect on the truth that makes me free in Christ.
Recently I came across a prayer that was simple and so very real to me.
The book said it was a seaman's prayer- Lord be good to me today. The sea is so wide and my boat is so small.
As all holidays now, in addition to the rejoicing part is the missing part of those gone on, but the song in my heart reminds me of the hope in seeing them again one day.
Thursday's Playdate was surprisingly warm, so we visited the creek while the eggs were hidden.
Aunt SuZQ's grands and great grands visited. First trip to my creek for Tony/Todd Jr.