Easter - A Little Late

My grandparents were in town for Easter weekend.  Their presence made it extra special for everyone but especially for the two youngest in the family.  Mama Jean prepared a wonderful Easter lunch - Honeybaked Ham, macaroni and cheese, green beans and potatoes, and yeast rolls.  And for dessert - pound cake topped with strawberries.  Super yum as usual.  Vincent sampled everything but has yet to learn how to swallow the food.

After lunch we headed outside for the hunt.  Tony and I gave both kiddos their baskets stuffed with pajamas, play clothes, books, movies, socks, and jelly bean filled eggs.  Next was the hunt.  Sophia was insistent on picking up one egg at a time.  Opening each egg and then dumping the contents in grandmother's hands before retrieving the next egg.  Let me tell you, it was a long hunt!  And for the grand finale - Cascarones!  Sophia delighted in cracking an egg on each person's head.  She was gentle for the most part.  But oh the anticipation....  Finally granddaddy gently cracked an egg on Sophia's head.  She was not a fan.  Here are the pictures from the day in a Smilebox slideshow.

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Easter is by far my favorite holiday.  The Spring.  New life.  The joy of worshipping a risen Savior.  To close this Easter entry I would like to post the lyrics of one of my favorite praise songs, "In Christ Alone" by Stuart Townend and Keith Getty  The last verse is my favorite.  So powerful.

In Christ Alone

In Christ alone my hope is found,

He is my light, my strength, my song;

this Cornerstone, this solid Ground,

firm through the fiercest drought and storm.

What heights of love, what depths of peace,

when fears are stilled, when strivings cease!

My Comforter, my All in All,

here in the love of Christ I stand.

In Christ alone! who took on flesh

Fullness of God in helpless babe!

This gift of love and righteousness

Scorned by the ones he came to save:

Till on that cross as Jesus died,

The wrath of God was satisfied -

For every sin on Him was laid;

Here in the death of Christ I live.

There in the ground His body lay

Light of the world by darkness slain:

Then bursting forth in glorious Day

Up from the grave he rose again!

And as He stands in victory

Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,

For I am His and He is mine -

Bought with the precious blood of Christ.

No guilt in life, no fear in death,

This is the power of Christ in me;

From life's first cry to final breath.

Jesus commands my destiny.

No power of hell, no scheme of man,

Can ever pluck me from His hand;

Till He returns or calls me home,

Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.