Sunday, April 4, 2010

Easter Sunday

Easter Sunday is here....and at 6:00 a.m. I was rushed back through my childhood when Dylan came in the room crying that her ear hurt.  It never failed....when I was little I always seemed to have an ear infection on Easter.  I remember hunting Easter eggs in the house with cotton in my ear.  Poor Dilly.  So we were up for the day.  Dylan had a little friend Brilee spend the night last night along with her little sister Callie.  I was very pleased with how the night went...Callie went right down first, then Jude, then the girls stayed up late playing and went right down as well.  Thank you Jesus!  Holding Sweet Callie (approx. 8 mo.) at 4 a.m. all snuggled on me did make me miss the first year of life with baby.  It made Jude seem so very big. 

Speaking of Jude....he repeats everything!  Barks like a dog, quacks, tweets, roars, says Sissy gogo, truck, Nana, Pop, Zuzu.....if you throw him a word he throws it back to you.  Matt and I stand amazed.  Jude is finding his voice....along with his temper.  He is much more emotional than D ever was.  Sweet, sweet, sweet, to the core.  He needs his snuggles and he needs to be touched and connected with.  He has to say hello and goodbye to everyone.  Last night he woke up at 3 asking me where the "Bebe go?" He was looking for Callie.....he was taken with her and needed to know where she was at all times.  He woke this morning asking for ShiShi (Dylan) and Bebe.  He will be my people person...my connector...the one who's sweet heart I will have to pick up a time or two.



 Dylan is all registered for kindergarten next year.  We went to kindergarten roundup this past week and she had a great time.  Last night she walked up to the fridge and pulled something out.  Pushed the bar stool to the microwave, got on, opened the door and put in her food, pressed 15 start and waited until it was done.  She then tested it with her finger to see if it was warm enough...it was so she took it upstairs.  Matt and I just looked at each other totally dumb founded that this actually took place.  As if she had been doing it for years!  She is my little angel, growing so fast....I just love her so much.





This Easter was very special to me.  Dylan told me in the car that some people do not believe in the God part of Easter.  She then told me about the God part "where he was killed on the cross and saving us from our sins, put in a a grave with a boulder in front, then rose up to heaven to watch over us.  We can go up to heaven by being born again by the water and the Holy Spirit."  This coming from my 5 year old brought tears to my eyes.  I have found lately that spiritually I have been so very, very dry.  With kids, life, marriage, I have not made the time I need to for Him.  When Dylan and I had this conversation, I felt like God was saying....even when you are not with me...I am in you.  Dylan may not understand the story she told me completely...but there is no doubt in my mind God dwells within her.  My heart desires to seek him with all I have...my will gets in the way sometimes.  This Easter was a reminder for me that Jesus put all aside, life aside to allow me my life, my very great life....how can I not chase after Him with all I have within me?  He is my Lord of Lords, my King, and He will return a Lion for His people.  My prayer:  Father God, fill this house with your sweet fragrance.  Burden my heart with longing for you.  Give me the thirst that Dylan has for more knowledge of you at a depth I have not reached.  Search me, know me, break me of the things I do that break your heart, so that I may be your hands and feet.  Father draw me near so that I know you as you know me.  I love you Father.


Happy Easter!