He is Risen Indeed!
|I always love the setting of an elegant table ~ there is so much pleasure in making it lovely|
|Early sun through waiting glass|
|I love Katie's handwriting . . .|
|And of course the food begins to come~|
|It was entirely delicious--ham, potatoes, beans, everything|
|Happy chatter -- He is not here, but is risen!|
|These daffodils make me so happy! Thank you friends!|
|This is the cheesecake I made ~ Leah made a lovely dessert as well, but my pictures didn't turn out :)|
|This is Katie's gorgeous almond-flour cake|
|There were scrumptious left-overs from the noon-meal, plus deviled eggs, cheese, pickles, and olives.|
|Auntie Leah & little Greta |
After dishes, we played instruments and air-soft guns until it was too dark outside, and then watched Jeeves and Wooster.
Think we holding our own, just a fist full of air
God has never been obligated to give us life
If we fought for our rights, we be in hell tonight
Mere sinners own nothing but a fierce hand
We never loved him we pushed away his pierced hands
I rejected his love, grace, kindness, and mercy
Dying of thirst, yet, willing to die thirsty
Eternally worthy, how could I live for less?
Patiently you turn my heart away from selfishness
I volunteer for your sanctifying surgery
I know the spirits purging me of everything that's hurting me
Remove the veil from my darkened eyes
So now every morning I open Your Word and see the Son (Sun) rise
I hope in nothin', boast in nothin', only in your sufferin'
I live to show your glory, dyin' to tell your story . . . "