It’s resurrection Sunday. And amidst the candy and the eggs, the baskets and the food, my heart is feeling a deep sense of gratitude and thankfulness. Thankful for Christ, who humbled Himself and suffered for my sake…for me, a broken and sinful person, who is and will always be desperate for a Savior. Thankful for new life, in Him, and new life that we can see all around us. This new life speaks of His goodness…His grace…His mercy. So grateful for His love…his unending, unwavering love. I wish I could really convey the thankfulness that I feel, but the truth is, there are no words…not enough words to give all the praise and honor that is due to the God of the universe, the Savior of the world, the Savior of me. Maybe just Thank You will do. Thank You for seeing me and loving me and saving me from all that I deserve. Your goodness overwhelms. Your grace overwhelms. And I pray that my children know your grace and your love. That they, too, will be overwhelmed by your goodness and your mercy…that their lives would be forever changed because of You…just like my life has been forever changed. 

Today was just another sweet reminder of how grateful I am for family. I love my family. Every celebration that we have, every hardship that we face, every twist that life throws us, continues to bring us closer together. And despite our flaws and quirks, we are family; we depend on each other, and we love each other. We are far from perfect, but that’s ok. And actually, our imperfections are refreshing, because they keep taking us back to Jesus. I am utterly thankful and grateful for the gift of family…the chords that can’t be broken, that won’t be broken.