Words escape me to try to sum up this week. Its not anything that fits nicely into a paragraph or two. Its the kind of week someone close would hear about over coffee.
It was giving and serving during four performances of The Passion of the King. It was a stressful, nightmarish roller coaster ride with the mortgage company, trying to get our house deal put through. It was hugs and meetings and running. It was throwing baseballs and throwing fits and grappling with the overwhelming love that was shown by the work on the cross. It was emails and texts and sending yet another fax. It was knowing looks, searching looks. It was souls saved. It was good.
I attempted to not have this week's photos be ALL about The Passion, and I didn't do too bad.
We spent a nice quiet morning at home...Amanda wanted someone to play Barbies with her, so we did salon while Shaun and Avery were down stairs talking theology.
I read that if you add a little fabric softener to water and dip a comb in it, you can tame a Barbie's hair. It worked!
We had a good supervisor, too. (Pay no attention to his shirt...its a hand-me-down that he loves to wear).
We met my brother and sister at my mom's, which yielded us 10 cousins for egg decorating and hunting.
We enjoyed a warm-ish day and the kids discovered Crocus's.
Passion, Night #3
You got a little somethin' on your lip, Manda.
Family yard clean up. The kids kept saying it was summer...50 degrees! :)
Easter! Beautiful service, just felt strange to be sitting in a seat, next to Shaun no less.
March family pic in our Sunday best. :)