Last Wednesday Connor got her braces off! I asked for a picture, and this is what she sent me. Now she has to choose to wear those retainers.
Friday we played volleyball and golf in the yard. Mom chose to show off her golfing skills.
Saturday morning I chose to go for a run and didn't put on sunscreen. Now I'm paying for that choice. We all enjoyed the BEAUTIFUL sunshine and warmth poolside on Saturday. A few chose to get in the freezing water, and others were pushed in.
Tripp chose the shade.
Friday and Sunday mornings, Trey and Sy chose to go turkey hunting. I do not have a picture of this because I think it is insane to wake up at 4:30am.
Geese have decided to make their home and start a little family in the pond at the farm. We spied on them from the porch. Then we shot beavers in the pond Saturday night. Damming up the pond is not a good choice, beavers.
Easter Sunday morning this precious thing decided to come into the world.
I chose to name him Easter.
We went to church where Trey first chose me.
After belting refrains of "Up.from.the.grave.He.arose" and "because He lives", there was a message about choices- a very unexpected Easter Sunday message. Why did God allow Eve to eat the fruit?
He could have stopped her.
She HAD to eat it, so our relationship with God would be a choice.
Every relationship is a choice: friend OR family.
If not chosen, it's not a relationship.
But He did not leave us without hope in our sin.
Sin entered the world disguised as goodness on a tree. Sin left the world disguised as death on a tree.
Jesus was born and lived a sinless, perfect life. He felt the pain of all the world's sin and will forever carry our scars, so we won't die.
Every day we make choices.
Often the sinful choices look good, and the righteous choices look like death.
We make choices for death or life.
Every day I can choose to "deny myself and take up my cross" John 9:23
And like Eve most of the time I choose wrong.
But because of the cross, I have hope and "life is worth the living just because He lives."
And after church, I chose to have a big piece of my mom's carrot cake.