Dreaming of a white Easter?

What a day... A few hours before I took this photo, the kids and I were playing in the back yard, enjoying the sunshine and the warm weather. I remember sitting on the swing with Ben, neither of us even needing a jacket, thinking "I'm glad the cold weather is finally gone . . ." That's what I get for thinking. I never saw it coming.

Great worship service this morning. The place was loud, the church responded, and the joy was contagious. And it should be. We remember "Friday" - all was lost. But it's Sunday now. The tomb is empty. Death couldn't hold on. The price was paid. There is hope.

For if we have been united with him in a death like his, we shall certainly be united with him in a resurrection like his. We know that our old self was crucified with him in order that the body of sin might be brought to nothing, so that we would no longer be enslaved to sin. For one who has died has been set free from sin. Now if we have died with Christ, we believe that we will also live with him. We know that Christ, being raised from the dead, will never die again; death no longer has dominion over him. For the death he died he died to sin, once for all, but the life he lives he lives to God. So you also must consider yourselves dead to sin and alive to God in Christ Jesus. Romans 6:5-11

How amazing is that? However dark Friday was, it's Sunday now.

Happy Resurrection Day!

-Jeff