Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Happy Easter!

Happy Easter, everyone! He is risen, indeed!

Today the girls woke to find their Easter baskets waiting for them on the kitchen table.


After church, Hannah colored Easter eggs while Millie took a nap.


Ready to hunt eggs!


And they're off!




Regrets for today: Easter got just about as overlooked as Christmas did! I'm glad we read the books the girls got in their Easter baskets because we didn't get out the Resurrection Eggs this year! Also, I didn't get a picture of the girls together in their Easter dresses. Maybe next year . . .

Friday, April 10, 2009

All filled up with a good kind of pride!

I'm from Joe Rives,
Couldn't be prouder!
If you can't hear me,
I'll shout a little louder!

I'M FROM JOE RIVES,
COULDN'T BE PROUDER!
IF YOU CAN'T HEAR ME,
I'LL SHOUT A LITTLE LOUDER!

(Wow...there's a blast from high school past!)

So why am I so proud of my dad? Because tonight he stepped out of his comfort zone (actually, waaaaay out of his comfort zone) and participated in his church's Easter play.

The play consisted of each disciple's response to Jesus' claim that one of them would betray Him. They each had a turn remembering events with Him, professing their love for Him, and asking the question, "Is it I, Lord? Is it I?"

Here's Dad as John the Beloved:


This is the first time I've ever seen my dad with a beard! I loved it!!! However, he and my mom both hate it, so his plan is to shave it off after tomorrow night's performance. And just so you know, my dad does not usually wear eyeliner! This was for performance night only! (Don't worry, Dad! I got your back!)

The opening and closing pose was Leonardo Da Vinci's famous painting The Last Supper.


At the end of the play, the audience learned the way each disciple died. Greg and I had just covered this in one of our Sunday School lessons with the youth, but it still gave me chills to think of the way these men suffered for the Lord they had come to know and love, and the way they died for the Truth they were trying to share with the world.

Thank you for doing this, Dad! I know you don't enjoy speaking in front of an audience, but we were so blessed by this performance. Words can't express how thankful I am to see how God is working in your life! I was 32 years old the first time I heard you pray, and now I hear it every time I go to your house. And trust me, my ears never tire of it! I am so proud of the way you and Mom have ministered to our troops through Operation Stronghold. You have both chosen to make God the center of your life, and many others are being blessed because of it!

Honored to call you my parents,

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Easter Egg-citement!

Today was the Easter Egg Hunt at Millie's Mother's Day Out. Hannah and I dropped Millie off at school, went and had breakfast, then came back to watch Millie's class hunt eggs. I didn't get as many pictures as I had hoped to, but here a few anyway. Enjoy!

Hannah helping Millie fill her basket with eggs.

Millie and her classmates with Mrs. Carol.

Isn't 3 too young for fake smiles to begin?!

A sucker on one end and a bunny mouth on the other! CUTE!!!