On Saturday, we met at my son Bob's home to celebrate his 40th Birthday (which was actually on Sunday). He has always been a delight and a constant source of wonderment. Over the years he has continually amazed me with his wit and quick humor, his love for his wife, daughter, siblings, and parents, his energy, and his willingness to work for what he wants. A man could not hope for a better Son.
Another cause for celebration this weekend was today's birthday of my daughter Gretchen. She's always been our wild child, and kept us hopping with her antics. She's the kind of person who will speak her mind when she encounters something she likes, and also when she comes across something she dislikes. Her honesty and love for her brothers and sister, nieces, nephews, friends and parents knows no bounds. I am fortunate to have her in my family.
The primary cause for celebration this weekend was the gathering of the clan at our home to celebrate the Resurrection of Christ. Easter has always been a special time for me, because it reminds me of how much I am actually loved by God. I am saved, through God's grace, because I believe in the promise He made thousands of years ago and fulfilled with the blameless life, death and resurrection of his Son.
There were 14 of us running around, eating good food, searching for plastic eggs, and generally enjoying each other's company for most of the afternoon yesterday. This morning, the house is quiet, but the echos of love and family ring loud.
Stay well.
