Easter baskets? Check. Plastic eggs? Check. Chocolates to go inside the plastic eggs? Check. Toys … toys …. oh, I had forgotten a special toy. I was attempting for create Easter baskets for my sons wanted to make sure I had all my bases covered. As I raced down the aisles looking for something nice, but not too over-the-top, I joked with another parent doing the same thing. “It’s like another Christmas,” I said. We shared a laugh.
Then I stopped. And thought. The most important thing to me about this upcoming Easter holiday is not that my kids have the perfect outfit for church, or have the perfect baskets, or get a desired treat. More than anything, I want them to know that there is a God who loves them so much, that He sent His Son to die for them. And then His Son, Jesus, rose!
I put away my hastily grabbed toys. Although I will still do something for them, my entire mindset has changed. It’s not the gifts that I give them that matter. It’s the gift they receive in their hearts. And His Name is Jesus.
Enjoy your Resurrection Day!
A precious, dear friend of mine recently passed away. After awaiting details of a service for Sharan, I learned we were convening at a banquet hall. Hmm, interesting, I thought. Not sure what I was in store for, I went. Instead of a funeral, or even a homegoing, I encountered a party! The atmosphere was filled with love, reminiscing, food (yes, we had dinner), laughter, music and fun. It was amazing. I had a blast. Yes, I missed my friend, but the thoughts of sadness were far exceeded by beautiful memories and the good time we had. Her life, and subsequently her death and the way we remembered her, have really caused me to reflect.
1) I will live my life being true to me! I am a unique expression and creation of God. Life is too precious for me to be concerned about others’ opinions, thoughts and ideas about what I should be doing. Sharan surely lived that way. God bless her, she didn’t give a flip what you thought. And I loved that about her.
2) Live an impactful life. Sharan lived life to the fullest, and judging by last night’s turnout, she touched and impacted hundreds, if not more. Her love, compassion, thoughtfulness and integrity managed to make a mark on many lives that can never be erased. I want to live that way.
3) When it’s all said and done, celebrate the fact that I lived. I want people to be better for having known me. I want people to have joy and laughter as they remember me. And I want them to feel like my life exemplified Jesus. Now go party!
Farewell, dear Sister. You lived life to the fullest. Thank you for letting me be a part. And thank you for continuing to teach me, even in death. Until we meet again ….
Happy Birthday to me! What a fun day to put out a blog. I appreciate all the wonderful well-wishes that I have received. I’m taking time today to enjoy and also celebrate me and all the things I’m thankful for! As I take a look back over this past year. . .
– I’ve definitely grown stronger and wiser
– I accept people for who and what they are, good and bad
– I love my family even more than before
– I love and appreciate me, even more than before
– I am pregnant with a passion for my purpose
– I want my timeline to be God’s timeline for my life
– I am wealthy with family and friends, and rich relationships
– I can’t see what more is in store!
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Back to celebrating . . . 😉
Simple. Precious. A child shall lead them. Enjoy this blog by my son, Andrew.
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Martin Luther King was a very important man. He made the world a better place. He is the reason that white and colored can be together. People still have problems getting along. You can help fix this problem. You can be a peacemaker. Break up fights. Don’t be a bully. These are some ways we can help. Think of your own idea. Anybody can do it!
I have known two incredible fathers in my life. My dad taught me how to save money and invest; how to pinch a penny and make a dollar holler; how to be street wise and business savvy; how to balance wisdom and love; how to change a flat tire (which I had to do shortly after learning, on the side of the highway); how to be grateful for what we had; how to be timely and never ever be afraid of hard work. He loved me, protected me, and guided me; even when we butted heads and didn’t agree (I was just a wee bit headstrong back in the day, lol), he never gave up on me. I appreciate and love him dearly.
My husband shows me daily what it means to raise a Godly man. He raises our sons with love and patience, to be full of dignity and self-respect; to love and serve God with everything in them; to respect and honor their parents and listen diligently to their mother; to be happy and full of joy; to be grateful for life’s many blessings; and more intangible lessons than I can describe. I love my husband for who he is and for all he is to the boys and to our family. I am beyond grateful for him.
So thankful to God for the two blessings of these men in my life.
Happy Fathers’ Day.