We spent most of the day at The Refuge, visiting my parents. Daniel got up and went to the early service, and then David and Sarah volunteered at church during the middle service. (This was in response to the “Sit One, Serve One” initiative — our church had five Easter services, two on Saturday evening, and three today).
Kathy and I stayed home, having been to one of the services last night. Kathy had a bunch of food items she wanted to contribute to the feast, so we spent a couple of hours assembling those dishes. Then off to the Duckabush!
Arriving at the Duckabush, this was the sight that greeted us at the top of the driveway.
We had a lovely visit — feasted on ham and lamb and a host of other things. We chatted with my folks, helped them get their new cellphone set up, and even had time to film some of David’s student government commercial. It was sad not to have Joshua and Rachel with us, but I hear that they spent time with Aunt Liz and the cousins, so they were not neglected.
Mom made her traditional lamb cake for dessert, which was warmly appreciated.
Now we’re home again, and the new week starts tomorrow — back to work, back to school, back to regular life.
At lunch, my Dad asked this question: “What difference does it make to you, that Jesus rose again from the dead?”
We spent quite a bit of time talking and thinking about that. I guess it is no surprise, that one of the not-so-secret code phrases that Christians around the world exchange at Easter is:
“He is Risen!”
“He is Risen, indeed!”
If Jesus did not rise, then we would have no assurance of being resurrected ourselves. We would not know that God had accepted Jesus’ death on the cross as payment-in-full for our sins. We would presumably have no relationship with God, and no reason for hope.
But He is risen, indeed. So everything is different.
Project 365, Day 95
Tim
Meant to Skype with you guys today, but everything got crazy! Love you all!
Miss you Rach and Josh!
It’s STILL odd to us to have Holidays without all the kids at home – though we are totally thrilled to watch them make their way in the world. What a beautiful Easter greeting at the driveway of Duckabush!