28 After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb.
2 There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it.3 His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow.4 The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
5 The angel said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified.6 He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay.7 Then go quickly and tell his disciples: ‘He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.’ Now I have told you.”
8 So the women hurried away from the tomb, afraid yet filled with joy, and ran to tell his disciples.9 Suddenly Jesus met them. “Greetings,” he said. They came to him, clasped his feet and worshiped him.10 Then Jesus said to them, “Do not be afraid. Go and tell my brothers to go to Galilee; there they will see me.”
If you saw the flower header in person, you’d never choose it as a bloom to celebrate Easter. You’re likely not to see it at all–it’s really tiny. It’s a chickweed, a weed, growing in someone’s driveway, and really the only reason you ever see it is that it grows in clusters and there are a lot of those tiny white specks.
But it most definitely is an example of “If He so clothes the grass of the field, how much more shall He care for you.” Because here is a flower so tiny it needs a magnifying glass or a zoom lens to see the details, but even it is clothed with beauty. Likewise He has chosen each of us-each of us nobody special, each of us a sinner–and He delights in us and He cares for us.
He is risen, indeed! Sunrise service was wonderful. One of the beauties of living in a small town. All churches represented, and some who do not attend.
He is risen indeed!
“For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:” (Job 19:25-26)
It has been a nice couple of days for me. Yesterday, second sibling and family came to visit. Today, I saw youngest sibling and family at church, and it was an extended visit due to various church business that had to be attended to. We had to be picked up and brought home by youngest sibling-in-law, as my parents are waiting on a replacement vehicle for the one that quit a couple weeks ago. By the way, my parents are getting a replacement vehicle, it just needs all the paperwork, etc., completed.
I was just catching up with yesterday’s thread, and I noticed the question as to why vinyl records are popular. My father still has a working record player, and we have quite a few records of both popular and classical music. I’ve introduced my older niece and nephews to it, and they were fascinated. The vinyl record is something that no other method of music playback is; it is a an actual record of the sound waves. The CD or MP3 is merely a digital copy of the sound; the vinyl record grooves were traced by the sound itself. That solid reality comes out in the sound of the recording. There is a depth to the music which other recording methods lack. To use an analogy, listening to a record is like watching a film in 3D, while listening to a digital copy is like watching the same film in 2D.
Interesting, thanks Roscuro — just so interesting to see the vinyl comeback, as it were.
Good early service, there were probably 150 there and we all intertwined with the larger crowds arriving for the “regular” 10 a.m. service.
I wasn’t able to get my fruit salad shopping done last night since the driveway workers stayed so late, so I had to do it after church this morning and am feeling rushed. Did you know that no one seems to make (or at least carry) lemon yogurt anymore? I bought pineapple as a substitute.
The blooms up there now are from a weeping cherry tree–it’s a large one (most of the ones I see around are created to be small, shaped trees, really just shrubs on sticks, and I don’t like them much). One of the prettiest trees I’ve ever seen, with the lovely drooping branches, layered pink flowers, and buds a bit deeper pink and the hint of green leaves once all the flowers have opened.
We had a lovely Easter service and then dinner and visiting with family–this year with church family, which was a special blessing.
Happy Easter, wanderers! If any of you prayer warriors are so inclined, please read my updated prayer request for my cousin on yesterday’s prayer thread. Thanks.
Lovely Resurrection Day. I have been listening to fifteen year old rant incoherently for the past three hours, while sitting on the deck in the warm air.
oh, Mumsee, praying that the ranting ends soon. Glad that you are in a peaceful place.
Just got an email that the haus meri did not come today. so nice that I don’t have to worry about leaving and being ready for her.
A most blessed day indeed….He is Risen! ❤
Sweet church service with an encouraging message from our Pastor on the Resurrection…
My daughter had us over for a delicious lunch…grandkids had an egg hunt and the fellowship was sweet…(and while we were gone from home, the Lord saw that it was good to sprinkle a bit of rain on our drying out forest….He is good….)
Good time with the cousins, but it’s been a full weekend and I’ll be ready to go to bed early tonight I think — spending time at the dog park right now, it’s a beatutiful late afternoon. Only one other dog here besides Tess and Cowboy — ‘Princess.’
We got to spend a day with one of my brothers and his wife Friday into Saturday. They had use of a house in Indiana that had been willed to a church by a 97-year-old member. I just looked up the woman’s obituary, and leaving out names, I found out a couple very interesting things. One, she had been a member of that church for 80 years! Since 1937 (she married her husband the next year, when she was 19, so perhaps he is the reason she began attending there.
And the numbers of her descendants is amazing to this girl who was never able to meet any grandparents: “Survivors include [three] children, . . . 13 grandchildren, 24 great grandchildren, and 18 great great grandchildren.” An exquisite framed portrait in the house showed five generations of women (including a young child).
Cheryl, my maternal grandmother not live to see all her great grandchildren, but she had six children, 21 grandchildren, and at the time of her death about 18 great-grandchildren (there is now 48 great-grandchildren, with a potential for more).
My father lived long enough to have either three or four grandchildren (three were born the same year, and I don’t remember when one of those was born), though he only saw the photo of his first red-headed descendant (he loved Mom’s red hair) and didn’t meet the baby herself.
My mom lived to see 13 of her more than 20 grandchildren (it’s hard to know how many to “count” as grandchildren–clearly 16 biological ones count, and the adopted ones count, and I count my girls, but one brother has a stepson who lived with him for a few years and another who was on his own when my brother married the boy’s mother–the older one doesn’t really seem like a part of our family since most of us haven’t met him), but she didn’t live to see any of her grandchildren marry or have children. I also have one brother who married late in life but has no children yet and one brother who has not yet married but would like to marry and have children–so the possibility remains of more grandchildren to come, though we have about a dozen great-grands now, ten and under.
Three of my married brothers now have grandchildren, so the concept of “living long enough to see grandchildren” is becoming a little less foreign, but living to see great- grandchildren still seems mythological. I don’t know how many generations back one would have to go in my family to see that.
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You caught me just as I was checking in before leaving for early service.
He is risen!
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Happy Easter! May the churches of all nations be filled with sounds of worship and adoration to please Him who loved us first ❤
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He is risen!
If you saw the flower header in person, you’d never choose it as a bloom to celebrate Easter. You’re likely not to see it at all–it’s really tiny. It’s a chickweed, a weed, growing in someone’s driveway, and really the only reason you ever see it is that it grows in clusters and there are a lot of those tiny white specks.
But it most definitely is an example of “If He so clothes the grass of the field, how much more shall He care for you.” Because here is a flower so tiny it needs a magnifying glass or a zoom lens to see the details, but even it is clothed with beauty. Likewise He has chosen each of us-each of us nobody special, each of us a sinner–and He delights in us and He cares for us.
Have a blessed Easter. Rejoice in Him.
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He is Risen, indeed!
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Happy Easter! He is Risen!
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He is Risen, indeed
Early service for me today, then I’ll mix up some fruit salad and head off to the cousin’s.
All the while keeping an eye out for coyotes and ocelots.
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He is risen, indeed! Sunrise service was wonderful. One of the beauties of living in a small town. All churches represented, and some who do not attend.
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He is risen indeed!
Birds chirping on a beautiful morn. Blessing to all on this day– the reason I even know you 🙂
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He is risen indeed!
“For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:” (Job 19:25-26)
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We had a real nice Easter dinner at Mary’s. (Middle GD).
Lots of people there.
It has been a nice day for us.
I hope it was for each of you.
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It has been a nice couple of days for me. Yesterday, second sibling and family came to visit. Today, I saw youngest sibling and family at church, and it was an extended visit due to various church business that had to be attended to. We had to be picked up and brought home by youngest sibling-in-law, as my parents are waiting on a replacement vehicle for the one that quit a couple weeks ago. By the way, my parents are getting a replacement vehicle, it just needs all the paperwork, etc., completed.
I was just catching up with yesterday’s thread, and I noticed the question as to why vinyl records are popular. My father still has a working record player, and we have quite a few records of both popular and classical music. I’ve introduced my older niece and nephews to it, and they were fascinated. The vinyl record is something that no other method of music playback is; it is a an actual record of the sound waves. The CD or MP3 is merely a digital copy of the sound; the vinyl record grooves were traced by the sound itself. That solid reality comes out in the sound of the recording. There is a depth to the music which other recording methods lack. To use an analogy, listening to a record is like watching a film in 3D, while listening to a digital copy is like watching the same film in 2D.
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Interesting, thanks Roscuro — just so interesting to see the vinyl comeback, as it were.
Good early service, there were probably 150 there and we all intertwined with the larger crowds arriving for the “regular” 10 a.m. service.
I wasn’t able to get my fruit salad shopping done last night since the driveway workers stayed so late, so I had to do it after church this morning and am feeling rushed. Did you know that no one seems to make (or at least carry) lemon yogurt anymore? I bought pineapple as a substitute.
Now it’s off the to cousin’s.
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The blooms up there now are from a weeping cherry tree–it’s a large one (most of the ones I see around are created to be small, shaped trees, really just shrubs on sticks, and I don’t like them much). One of the prettiest trees I’ve ever seen, with the lovely drooping branches, layered pink flowers, and buds a bit deeper pink and the hint of green leaves once all the flowers have opened.
We had a lovely Easter service and then dinner and visiting with family–this year with church family, which was a special blessing.
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We had a good day with Mr. P’s youngest and my only. The kiddos sat at the table and teased each other.
Today started out sad and ended happsy.
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Happy Easter, wanderers! If any of you prayer warriors are so inclined, please read my updated prayer request for my cousin on yesterday’s prayer thread. Thanks.
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Lovely Resurrection Day. I have been listening to fifteen year old rant incoherently for the past three hours, while sitting on the deck in the warm air.
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oh, Mumsee, praying that the ranting ends soon. Glad that you are in a peaceful place.
Just got an email that the haus meri did not come today. so nice that I don’t have to worry about leaving and being ready for her.
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A most blessed day indeed….He is Risen! ❤
Sweet church service with an encouraging message from our Pastor on the Resurrection…
My daughter had us over for a delicious lunch…grandkids had an egg hunt and the fellowship was sweet…(and while we were gone from home, the Lord saw that it was good to sprinkle a bit of rain on our drying out forest….He is good….)
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Good time with the cousins, but it’s been a full weekend and I’ll be ready to go to bed early tonight I think — spending time at the dog park right now, it’s a beatutiful late afternoon. Only one other dog here besides Tess and Cowboy — ‘Princess.’
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We got to spend a day with one of my brothers and his wife Friday into Saturday. They had use of a house in Indiana that had been willed to a church by a 97-year-old member. I just looked up the woman’s obituary, and leaving out names, I found out a couple very interesting things. One, she had been a member of that church for 80 years! Since 1937 (she married her husband the next year, when she was 19, so perhaps he is the reason she began attending there.
And the numbers of her descendants is amazing to this girl who was never able to meet any grandparents: “Survivors include [three] children, . . . 13 grandchildren, 24 great grandchildren, and 18 great great grandchildren.” An exquisite framed portrait in the house showed five generations of women (including a young child).
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Cheryl, my maternal grandmother not live to see all her great grandchildren, but she had six children, 21 grandchildren, and at the time of her death about 18 great-grandchildren (there is now 48 great-grandchildren, with a potential for more).
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I am just in from riding son’s dirt bike. Shocked and delighted him!
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My father lived long enough to have either three or four grandchildren (three were born the same year, and I don’t remember when one of those was born), though he only saw the photo of his first red-headed descendant (he loved Mom’s red hair) and didn’t meet the baby herself.
My mom lived to see 13 of her more than 20 grandchildren (it’s hard to know how many to “count” as grandchildren–clearly 16 biological ones count, and the adopted ones count, and I count my girls, but one brother has a stepson who lived with him for a few years and another who was on his own when my brother married the boy’s mother–the older one doesn’t really seem like a part of our family since most of us haven’t met him), but she didn’t live to see any of her grandchildren marry or have children. I also have one brother who married late in life but has no children yet and one brother who has not yet married but would like to marry and have children–so the possibility remains of more grandchildren to come, though we have about a dozen great-grands now, ten and under.
Three of my married brothers now have grandchildren, so the concept of “living long enough to see grandchildren” is becoming a little less foreign, but living to see great- grandchildren still seems mythological. I don’t know how many generations back one would have to go in my family to see that.
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Go mumsee
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