We have had such a laid-back spring. Lots of new things happening - potty training attempts, serious house-hunting, Brad basically working two jobs, and a couple of fun trips - but nothing huge. (Well, yesterday when A tee-teed in the potty for the first time, it was a pretty big deal, haha.)
Oh, and we're expecting baby number 2! I just realized I never got around to posting that. We are thrilled and can't wait until September to meet this little guy or gal. This pregnancy has been very different from my first, so I can't help wondering if baby Gowing # 2 will be a boy. Brad, however, is still convinced we are having two girls, and has been so confident he's almost made me a believer, too. (It would be pretty great to have a sweet pair of girls to grow up to be close friends. And wear cute matching clothes when they're little.) So we shall see what the Lord's blessed us with in a few weeks at our next ultrasound.
Easter this year has come at a time when I've been especially aware of God working in our family. It seems that every few days A makes some "revelation" from the backseat of the car or her stroller or crib or something, and I am amazed that He is already using people like nursery workers and Sunday school teachers to reveal Himself to her. Here's what I mean: we passed a church with a cross in the window on our walk the other day. She pointed to it and said "Jesus." I agreed that it had to do with Jesus, and told her it was called a cross. She proceeded to tell me "Jesus loves you." Yup.
The next day we were in the car and I was singing "He's got the whole world in His hands." (We have so many relatives that this song takes on about 15 verses, so it took a while.) When I was finished, A said "wide world in hands. Addie loved Jesus." Does that mean she loves Him because He has the whole world in His hands? Maybe. There's no way she get's all of this from Brad and I. I guess it's all about that "village".
So this Easter Sunday I was especially moved. Not inspired, but reminded and renewed, and possibly in need of re-defining my definition of "faith" with regards to how I will teach my kids. The words of one song we sang in worship this morning comes to mind. I'm sure you've heard it, but I'll repeat it here...
In Christ alone my home is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand
In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless Babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save
Til on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live
There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ
No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From life's first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny
No power of hell, no scheme of man
Could ever pluck me from His hand
Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand.
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