Saturday, April 11, 2009

today

This week was Matt's spring break and we just wrapped up our restful week with a very busy work day at our house. I'm lacking the mental power to explain it all, so I'll just say that I'm so grateful for the generosity of the folks who came to share their labor today. We are so blessed with great friends.

And on top of all of this, it's Easter weekend. In all of the hustle to get the house ready for the work day and keep the work day running, I've had no time to reflect or to share the Easter story with the kids again. Even though the kids got to bed late tonight, I kept them up just a bit longer to tell the Easter story to them. I tried to tell it simply, though that's hard to do with certian details. I told them more about how Jesus suffered than I've ever shared with them and thankfully, instead of squirming and being silly, they took it all in and listened with thoughtful eyes. At one point, when I told them about Jesus' loved ones standing close to him as he died, Dana's eyes welled up with tears. He said, "Mommy? Was His mommy so sad?" He wiped his eyes and I couldn't help crying with him. Dana's only 6, but he knows what it cost Jesus to die that horrible death. Thankfully the story doesn't end there and we were able to talk about Jesus coming to life again with a new body, just like we will some day. You know, even with the diaper changes, messy bath times, stomach viruses, and sleepless nights it's my joy to be their mommy and there's little in this world that compares with watching their eyes light up with love for Jesus. And as I bumble through the daily tasks that make up my life with them I'm clinging to the power that Jesus showed when He conquered death and saved us from ourselves. I don't have it all together and my crazy messy house stands as a testament to that. I need my Savior and I'm so glad He lives.

3 comments:

Keri said...

Amen. :) Thanks for sharing this.

Timmy's Girl said...

Karen,

That is exactly how I felt when I shared the Easter story with my little guys. My Walker, 5, also welled up with tears as he seemed to humbly soak it all in, and as my house also could use some tender loving care, I would NOT change the beauty of time I spent sharing JESUS with my children. THAT is what they will cherish and be able to grow with... a few dirty dishes never hurt anyone.

God bless you for raising Godly warriors for Christ!
xoxo and happy Easter, Veronica in CA

Katie Flanagan said...

Beautiful, Karen. I love you and your family so much. Mom is here-- sleeping on the couch. Please tell the kids we love the drawings. John is especially fond of Janie's ferris wheel.

He is Risen!