Happy Easter!

All day long my family has been shouting "He is Risen!" to which you reply with a hearty "He is risen indeed!" A joyful cry, not because the Easter Bunny has graced our door step (although he did), and not because it was a beautiful day (although it was) and not because we had fun with family (although we did). We shout this to each other because when one feels the full weight of their sins, struggles with them daily, and then on one spring day, one beautifully sunny, glorious spring day, we are reminded that we no longer need to bare these sins; that He who died is no longer dead; that we who die shall never be dead, it is worth shouting about! And so, I say to you, dear friends and readers, He is risen indeed!

Grandma Jan Admiring her Easter orchid

Oma and Wiggles 

On a mission for Easter Eggs

A simple moment. Counting eggs with daddy, hanging onto Oma.

The full ensemble. Dress handmade by Oma by the way.

Opa is more than a little smitten with his granddaughter. It was so much fun to watch them together!