Bragging on Easter (umm hypocrite)

I know -- bragging is boasting -- and you are not supposed to boast. But aren't they pretty?

We had a really nice Easter Sunday. We went to J's mom and stepdad's house. The children hunted eggs (215 plastic eggs) It was a nice time.

J went to church with us on Sunday morning and our preacher had a really great sermon. The main point is that God delights in our return to him from darkness. He used the image of a father bent down with a toddler just learning to walk and saying come to daddy, come to daddy and how delighted the father is when the child stands on his own two feet and learns to walk the right way.

He also reminded us of the father of the prodigal son and one thing that I had never noticed from the passage. That the father was always looking for the son and his return. The father ran to meet the son and was delighted that his son had returned from the darkness.

God wants us all to come to Him. J was very touched by the lesson. I so want J to come to God and learn of the delights of having God as his father.