weekly wrap-up
Let’s start this week’s Instagram snapshots with this pretty image.
One of the best parts of living where we do is the abundance of daffodils – which makes them very cheap. And that makes this girl very happy.
After church last weekend, the kids and I spent the afternoon at my happy place.
No. 2 gave modeling a try:
{cutie}
and I couldn’t help taking a photo of the Trophy Cupcakes window display.
Pretty, pretty confetti.
Afterward, we had dinner with Ryan’s family and did a little wii dancing.
Even great-grandma got in on the action. Fun times.
Remember how I mentioned wanting a white watch in this post? Well look what my sweet husband ordered for me.
I should mention wanting things more often …
It is fun watching a friendship form between No. 3 & No. 4. Because their big brothers are often away at school, they spend most of their days together.
As much as I moan about how tiring this phase of parenting is, I will miss the days of putting puzzles together at the library with little ones. This is a really sweet time in our lives that I don’t want to forget.
You know what else I don’t want to forget? That Easter is more than just about this madness:
My bible study girls decided to watch The Passion of the Christ this week. It was my first time.
There were lots and lots of tears. A little hyperventilating, maybe. It is seriously such a hard movie to watch. I’ve been holding out because I knew it would take me down an emotional path that would wipe me out. And it did.
But it is such a good depiction of what we hinge our entire faith on – the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross. I wish I could comprehend what He did and make it tangible in my every day life. I get so distracted and go about my day keeping Him to the side. I wish I didn’t do that.
This week I’ve been reading the story of His last few days on earth from the perspective of each of the gospel writers, and in a few different versions. It is not a happy story. There are terrible characters who do unfathomable things to a man who is innocent of all accusations – and yet He takes it. Not because He is weak. Not because He didn’t have the power to come down from the cross. But because He did it knowing it would save us.
You and me.
I don’t understand it, I’ll be honest. But I love it. And am so grateful.
The last words Jesus offered on the cross are my favorite:
It is finished. Even death couldn’t hold Him down.
May you have fun at the Easter egg hunt, enjoy the Peeps {I’m a fan} and Cadbury Creme Eggs {also a fan} and know that you are treasured by the God of the universe.
Happy Easter!
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