My little bunnies looked extra handsome this morning. I made sure to get pics before the inevitable post-church deshevilment took place. Ha! Seriously, they come out of there looking like they just went to battle.
This is the only family pic we got. High time we invest in a selfie stick.
It was wet, cold and RAINY all morning. The sun came out briefly for our egg hunt, but it was still cold. They didn't mind!
It was a lovely weekend reflecting on the weight of what Christ did for us and a joyous time celebrating this day.
I looked down during church and saw this. What will these little hands do throughout the years? Where will they go? Who will they help?
Whatever the answers may be, I pray these little hands wear down the pages of Scripture, seeking to know our King. May he hold the hands of others, while leading them to the Lord. And all of his days, when he looks down at his own unblemished hands, I pray he sees the nails that were driven into Jesus'...for him.
Happy Easter, friends.