Today what I felt was the hope of Easter. The hope that comes from the fact that, though life is messy and broken, God is with us. Resurrected and present in our mess, making beauty from our ashes. I don't understand it all, my faith often feels so weak and pitiful, so thank goodness His faithfulness isn't dependent on me!
It was a sweet morning, a celebratory afternoon at church ( which held their service and block party at their new space 2 blocks away! Yippie!), and tough late afternoon/evening as we came home and Jubilee immediately started throwing up. Sigh. Ollie JUST got over a round of hand, foot and mouth while Joel was out of town. Anyway, just one of those messy realities!