Easter Weekend

We had a very nice weekend. It started early when Kelli, Bria, and Emmy arrived around 12:30 a.m. on Friday. After a short night’s sleep they left for Muscatine on Friday leaving North Dakota behind for the last time! They are staying in Jon’s apartment there till their truck arrives with their furniture next week.
Friday evening Megan, Greg, and Oz were here by suppertime and stayed until early afternoon on Sunday. On Saturday Megan’s, Tabbi and boys, Connie’s, Alan, Shawn’s, Loren, and Kent’s all met at Mom’s house and we spent the day going through her things and dividing things up. It was really a special time. Everyone was glad to get things, eager to know the history and meaning of what they were taking home. We all enjoyed each other’s company and the memories we shared.
On Sunday we went to Easter services along with Megan, Greg, and Oz. Jon was called out after waffles with strawberries briefly, but was back to see them off. Connie and I went to see Mom late in the afternoon and told her what we had done on Saturday. I think she was relieved…a little hard to tell.
Today it’s back to everyday life. Not so bad either….

Thought for the day

I’m really loving reading through the book of Romans in The Message. Today I was reading chapter 9. A few pickings….
“Israelite identity was never racially determined by descent, but it was God-determined by promise.”
“God told Moses, ‘I’m in charge of mercy. I’m in charge of compassion.’ Compassion doesn’t originate in our bleeding hearts or moral sweat, but in God’s mercy.”
“Salvation comes by personal selection. God doesn’t count us; he calls us by name. Arithmetic is not His focus.”
“All those people who didn’t seem interested in what God was doing actually embraced what God was doing as He straightened out their lives. And Israel, who seemed so interested in reading and talking about what God was doing, missed it. How? Because instead of trusting God, they took over. They were so absorbed in their ‘God projects’ that they didn’t notice God right in front of them, like a huge rock in the middle of the road.”

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