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Easter Week 2014

Another successful “Easter Week” is on the books! Everyone in the family was able to pick something they wanted to do to make this an awesome celebration of life. Even the seemingly impossible “I want to swim at a hotel pool” became possible as Grandma & Grandpa Oring swung by for a visit! Here are a few moments from Easter Week 2014!!

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Easter Monday – Cookout w/Friends
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Easter Tuesday – Wings’ Playoff Party!!! (Yeah, yeah….we’re out now, I know. Still….love this season of hockey.)
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Easter Wednesday – Dinner out, and milkshakes instead of water!! Whoooaaaa! 🙂
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Easter Thursday – Family night playing Wii Sports!
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Easter Friday – A trip to the zoo to see the penguins, and baby goats!
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Easter Friday – We had a friend join us for our annual “Waking up the Trees” hike!!
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Easter Saturday – Swimming at a Hotel Pool! Thanks Grandpa and Grandma!! 🙂
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seeds.

There are plenty of things I don’t like to see.

Like the receipt of expensive seeds that never took. The end of a great book.
Like dirty side-walks. Or my own hands, holding a shovel.
Like dirt turning to mud, or birds eating seed I’ve just put down.

I don’t like to see young men and women make horrible choices.
Voices of lives taking turns in directions not great.
“Fate” blamed for bad decision, indecision, and pride.

Gates wide with people losing sight and sound of words spoken of them by God.
Seeking identity in every corner but His. Every source but Him.
Lights dim, believing the sun is setting, not rising.

I don’t like to take my family down paths that are winding.
Blinding roads that don’t end up where I told them we were heading.
Jesus sweating tears of blood as He takes on our sins.

But in the midst of it, something new begins.

Forgiveness comes to all, restoring relationships
As grace is flipped upside down, poured out on the ground.
And the round-about I’ve taken my family ends up being found
Right in the middle of Kingdom coming.

Lights dim, and here comes the Son.
False identities crash hard, and façades are torn away.
Because you can’t take costumes with you to jail.
As sails are torn, and offered to God,
He tills the sod, protects the seed. Becomes all that we need.
Holds what has died in the palm of His hand.

And up comes New Life.
Here lives the New Man.

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