Easter is such a special holiday. As a Christian, I can rejoice knowing that I’ll spend eternity in Heaven. I can’t imagine the depth of love our Savior has for each and every one of us. I’ve heard the story of the crucifixion and resurrection countless times during my life, but I still can’t wrap my mind around these events.
In the weeks leading up to Easter, our Sunday School class has been taking an in-depth look at the last week of Jesus’ earthly life. These last five weeks have caused me to keep the events of Easter week at the forefront of my mind in a way they normally aren’t. They’ve also caused me to think even more about the sacrifice Jesus made for us as well as the emotions that must have been ever-present in Mary’s life. As a mom of three young boys, I can’t imagine the agony that she must have had throughout Jesus’ life knowing that He was the sacrificial lamb for each and every one of us.
It’s also made me think about my own life. Jesus lived to be 33 (a year older than I’ll be tomorrow) and had His public ministry for approximately three years. Thinking about this, I realize how completely inadequate I am in sharing my faith and following His will. He accomplished everything that had to be accomplished in order to save us and on top of that, He performed more miracles than can be contained in books in the world (“Jesus did many other things as well. If every one of them were written down, I suppose that even the whole world would not have room for the books that would be written.” John 21:25). How incredible is this? Learning this fact (something I’ve missed previously) makes me think even more about my life and following Christ. How many moments have I missed to share the Gospel with others and how many times has God performed miracles in my own life that I’ve not noticed because I’m not in tune with Him?
I’m just so thankful for my Savior and the sacrifice He made on the cross so that you and I might live eternally in Heaven if we only ask Him to live in our hearts.
For God so loved the world that He gave His Only Son so that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16
We had a really nice Easter weekend. Since the boys were at their mom’s this weekend, we did our annual Easter egg dying last weekend. I honestly thought they wouldn’t want to dye eggs this year (they’ve grown up so much this past year it seems), so I was super happy when they wanted to. Caleb is a little young yet, but he sure enjoyed watching and eating some boiled eggs!
Yesterday morning, we got up and Caleb had a good time looking through his Easter basket. He got two new books, a bathing suit, some Native shoes, a chocolate bunny, another Mr. Bun Bun, a bubble lawn mower, and a few other things. He loved pulling everything out of his basket. He got excited about his baby RayBans and bubbles!
We made it to church early (totally not normal for us) and were able to take a picture in front of the cross before there was a long line. I don’t think Caleb knew quite what to think about the cross covered in flowers.
Y’all, I can’t even. These knee socks, chubby thighs, and sweet spirit just get me. I told Kevin that one of my goals has been accomplished – I have a little boy in knee socks! It may be crazy, but I don’t think there’s anything cuter than this for a baby boy.
After church, we went over to Kevin’s parents and had a great lunch. It was nice getting to visit and see them for a while. Caleb had a blast watching the cars drive by. “Car” is his newest word and I get so excited to hear him saying it anytime a car passes by.
We picked the boys up after lunch and headed to my hometown to one of my dad’s farms for a birthday dinner for me and to celebrate Easter with my family. The Easter Bunny made a stop at the farm for the big boys (and I wasn’t able to get a photo because they dug in as soon as they walked in).
We spent the rest of the day outside. K.C. and Kaden both drove me around on the mule, we watched the baby (and his brothers) play with his bubble lawn mower, we played corn hole and shot skeet, and celebrated my birthday with a nice cookout and caramel cake. It was perfect!
It was a perfect Easter Sunday!