Four Months

Well, this is maya's four month picture, and she's about to turn five months! I'm running a bit behind!

Precious

Easter!

We had a "sunrise" service on the beach today to celebrate Easter.

(which for us looks more like 8:30, but everyone arriving around 9:00).

It was perfect weather.

There were fishermen right off of the shore with nets and little boats which was so fun because we're imagining Peter jumping out of the boat and running for Jesus and barely having to use our imaginations!

I spent the 3 days proceeding Easter making Maya this dress.

The buttonhole maker on my machine wouldn't cooperate so i actually put the dress on her this morning, then sewed the buttons on to keep the straps on (and while Matt held her arms and she cried, I had visions of myself becoming a pagent mother--i swear i will never glue eyelashes on my child. I swear it!).

Not to brag on myself, but it turned out SO cute!

Jesus

It is a really good thing that Jesus loved me first, in order that I might be able to love Him. Today is Good Friday, the day I should be thinking about Him all day long. The day that I should weep tears of sorrow that my crap put Him on the cross. The day that I should shout from the rooftops that HE is the only way, truth and life. That no one can enter heaven except by Him. That He is the one true God by which everything lives and moves and has its being. But my affections are fickle and my attention was hardly on Him today. I thought about myself a lot today. And my child and husband. And how many dishes were piled up in my sink. And how much I dislike Friday at noon because it's when the mosques all around us broadcast an hour of preaching and singing the Qu'ran. And so today, I crawled in bed, pulled the covers over my head and took a nap. And today when we prayed before meals, thanking Him for the cross was an afterthought. Someone observing our lives today would have told you that there was nothing special about today--just same ole same ole. Jesus, you deserve better than this.