It’s an absolutely beautiful day in Pennsylvania; no foolin’ — warmer than it should be, sun shining, fabulous day. But I’m sad, maybe I’m pouting just a little bit, having a pity party. I need to get busy (busier?) and think on things that are honorable, pure, lovely, gracious, and worthy of praise.
I need to remember yesterday…
Yesterday I spent the day in Grove City with a friend and her daughter, and her daughter’s two adorable 3-year-old twin boys — wearing spiderman shirts, one red, one blue. I got to play at the playground, climbing and jumping and sliding (them), chasing and catching (me). It was just plain fun. But the highlight of my day was pushing them around in a double stroller — compliments of the Outlet Mall. It fulfilled a secret desire of mine, getting to push a double stroller around, and it was every bit as much fun as I thought it would be. I could have used one of those when Nathan and Aaron were little guys. I had a nice big stroller with a booster seat on the back. You don’t want to know how many times I dumped Nathan on the ground. I’d pick Aaron up out of the stroller and oops, boom, waaaaaaaa. Think see-saw. When the kid on the bottom decides to get off, bam, the kid on top comes down fast. None of that with a double stroller, something about stability versus counter balance.
Besides the fun of playing and pushing the stroller, we had a nice lunch out, and I did some shopping. A pretty good day all around. (Thanks Beth for sharing your grandkids!)
So I feel better now. “Rejoice in the Lord always, and again I say…REJOICE.” This weekend we celebrate Resurrection Sunday, the commemoration of an event that is crucial to my faith. If Christ didn’t rise from the dead, my faith is in vain. But he did. He is risen. He is risen indeed. Hallelujah!
Happy Resurrection Sunday. Draw near to the God who delights in drawing near to you. Happy Easter!