Only Time Will Tell


Watching my great-grandchildren scampering around with their Easter baskets, hunting for the goodies left by the bunny who hops around only once a year unlike most bunnies, I had a deja vu experience.

In my mind’s eye, I was the little hunter, then my children, and their children, and now my children’s children were gathering the hidden treasures. Had I really lived through four generations of yearly Easter egg hunts? Yes…and the realization was like Easter itself…a surge of renewal. I came alive to the sights and sounds of these delighted children and realized that because I live, they live. It was a humbling moment that carried me through the passage of time.

Will these blessed little beings one day watch their children’s children’s children share the joy of Easter? Only time will tell.

“…and may you live to see your children’s children.” Psalms 128:6

 

 

 

 

A Day of Rest


“Come to me all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest.” (Matthew 11:28)

It’s Sunday…take time to RSVP this invitation of Jesus. Take time to stop, to unwind, to languish in the luxury of complete┬árest and relaxation and renewal.

Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. (1 Peter 5:7)

“Be still and know that I am God…” (Psalm 46:10)

Yes, be still; it’s Sunday…a day of rest.