The Easter Bunny

Today in the checkout line at Costco, one of the cashiers asked our eldest if she was excited for the Easter Bunny to bring her an Easter basket. She replied "The Easter Bunny isn't real, so I don't know how he will bring a basket. Easter is all about Jesus." 

We don't have any huge issues with the Easter Bunny and I have no idea where my daughter learned about his lack of existence.  What I do know is that Easter is about Jesus, and our girls seem to be much more interested in the story of His death and Resurrection than any rabbit that hides eggs. And that is the way it should be; the life and death and new life of Jesus is so exciting and powerful; it should be celebrated!

So, I pray that we have a glorious day this Sunday finding eggs and eating chocolate bunnies, but that the emphasis of the day is put in the Glory of God and the HUGE sacrifice He made in order to save us.

He is Risen. He is Risen Indeed.

"Mom...Jesus carried a log on His back up a tall mountain and when He got to the top, He died. Then, He LIVED AGAIN!" -my littlest (emphasis hers). Amen.

Focus

God often gives us direction in life. The trick is choosing it, as it is often a different path than we would choose for ourselves.

We all have God created gifts and characteristics that shape what we are good at. To truly find what our purpose is in this short lifetime, we need to look at those gifts, look at what we truly value, and sink our time and effort into those things.

Focus. You know what that one thing is that you were designed for. Seriously...you do. God has shown you at some point along the road. It will probably take a lot of courage and persistence to accomplish. It won't be easy; it will be fulfilling. Do it.

Note to self: This means you, Jenna. Read this often. Stop getting sidetracked and focus. Stop whining...it is not impossible. Hard, yes, but not impossible. Focus.

Hello!

This is my Journal.

I have no idea what it will become. I do know that I have many things to share about what I do and the process that allows me to do it. Let's assume that this will be a good place for those thoughts to come out.

I am a horrible speller. I don't always remember to run my work through the glorious tool that is spellcheck. A little grace would be greatly appreciated.

Good times are ahead.
J