On Easter Sunday, I always feel my grandma, especially on songs like "He Lives!" which are strong memories of mine growing up from her church. I remember her giving me a quarter to put in those tiny envelopes to place in the plate as it passed by.....staring up at the one tiny crack in the sanctuary's giant dome stained glass ceiling.....and I remember her steady love for the Lord. Then, I think of Grace....she's the only real way I can relate and feel God's sacrifice that day.....I wouldn't sacrifice my only daughter for anyone. Not a soul. In fact, I'd be like a raging momma bear in order to not have her hurt.
Speaking of Grace, here are some pictures of her in action.
Go, Grace, Go!
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School Easter Egg Hunt
School Easter Egg Hunt
On the beautiful last Saturday before I headed back to work, my family got "to work" in the yard together. Rather, I moseyed around weeding while Boog did most of the backbreaking labor. He is a rather good lawn guy...I probably should pay him more than I do.
The Yard's New "Do"
I hope your Easter was memorable and reflective!
4 comments:
Grace looks so very sweet! I love her hat!
Oh no. The hat has got to go.
Very cute pics..we love to do yardwork too!! So glad you had a good spring break and Easter. I love the story about your grandmother. Didn't she live in Paris?
You and Boog can come over to our yard anytime. I always have weeds that need picked.
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