Next we- which was actually before, but that's not the order we're telling this story. And yes, I realize I haven't actually told you ANYTHING at all yet. You really should be used to that by now if you've been here before. Oh, I was mid- sentence wasn't I? Anyway, next we baked and decorated some festive spring cut out cookies. May have been that we were just so excited to experience Spring weather, we had to go with it.
Here is my little sous chef helping me:
She would tell you that I am actually the assistant and she is the head chef, but its my blog and she isn't here, so I'll tell it my own way. It turns out that I didn't even take a picture of the cookies when they were done, so you'll have to take my word for it that they were fabulous!
Between many church services and doctors appointments (which I promised my son that I would stop talking about since he is embarrassed enough even though HE wants to take his xrays to school) we managed to get a wedding shower in for my niece.
I am sparing those people who had to wear toilet paper wedding dresses the humiliation of putting those pics on here because I would like to think that the same courtesy would be shown to me. Thankyouverymuch. This is my niece Shawna in the middle surrounded by her loving and caring and super fun aunts (of course, I would be the favorite *ahem*! again, my blog, I tell it my way)
But with all the hustle and bustle and here and there, I still had the chance to reflect on the best week. It is such an emotionally overwhelming week and I needed the time to take it in and process all that HE has done for me.
Maundy Thursday we had a moving service at our church with communion. We don't usually go up to the front to receive the communion, but on this day we do. And it meant something. To go up to the front and have the elder hand you a cup of wine and say "His blood, shed for you, Alicia" it doesn't get more personal and meaningful than that. There is no denying it at that point. No self doubt that, well, He really couldn't have died for me, just these other good people in the room. He calls us by name and he knows my name.
Then there was the song this weekend. I listened to it over an over on my Selah CD and we sang it in church. If you read my last post you know how I wanted my daughter to understand that Jesus died, we are forgiven, it is finished. She sat there next to me in church and read the words aloud and allowed the Holy Spirit to guide her in joining in the words....
How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
And make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the man upon the cross
My sin upon His shoulder
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart