Easter looks different these days, with some of our adult kids at home with us and others off living their life. So here we are, back to where we started thirty years ago. Just the two of us heading to church on this beautiful Resurrection morning. Most of our babes will gather to feast with us this afternoon, but this morning it is just us in the car.

And I am able to be grateful despite the longing of my heart to have all my chicks in the nest once again.

Resurrection takes many forms. As we await the glorious arrival of the New Jerusalem I rejoice knowing the best is yet to come!

He is risen! 🌅