You can teach a student a lesson for a day.
But if you can teach him to learn
by creating curiosity,
he will continue the learning process
as long as he lives.
--Clay P. Bedford
We enjoyed a delicious ham dinner with all the trimmings, followed by carrot cake. It is always so special when both Grandmas are able to join us for dinner, as they are in the 80s and 90s and are such special people to us.
Here is our family on Easter......I feel so blessed.
My sweet girl was looking extra-beautiful in her new pink Easter dress. Aunt Kendra painstakingly curled every tendril of her hair, and Kennedy just looked so beautiful on Easter morning. There are just so many things about this girl that make my heart melt.
Every year, we spend a night during Easter week coloring Easter eggs. I love to see the kids create their masterpieces....OK, so I love to color eggs myself, too! This year, we also made some nests to put our masterpieces into. We spent part of the week studying different kids of nests (eagles' nests, owls' nests, etc.), and learning how birds collect materials to build their nests. As for our nests, we used self-drying clay as the base and poked various-sized sticks into the base. They made a lovely, rustic little home for our Easter eggs.
I've been preparing my heart today for tomorrow, as we commemorate what Jesus Christ did in sacrificing His perfect life for us on the cross. It always seems that I intend to spend many days preparing my heart, but it always seems so inadequate when we come right down to the vast depth of the sacrifice made. We will spend tomorrow reading the story of Calvary, talking about the pain and scorn Jesus endured, and wondering what it would have been like to witness His death. I'm fairly certain that if I had been in that crowd at Calvary that day, I would not have been able to look. I often wonder if I would have had the bravery to stand up for him......or if I would have defended him and tried to talk the soldiers out of what they were doing.....or if I would have given in to the social pressure and joined in the chant of "crucify Him."
I want to introduce you to Lucy. Lucy is 9 years old and lives in the village of Masi, in South Africa. We became acquainted with Lucy and her situation in late 2008 and immediately decided to partner with an organization called the Vulnerable Children Project to make sure that Lucy has regular meals, school uniforms, a mentor, and opportunity to learn about Jesus and His love for her.
This is Lucy in her new school uniform that we were able to purchase for her. This is Lucy's mom, Tumaka, who is in the final stages of dying from AIDS. Lucy does not have other relatives, so her future is unsure. Aren't these people truly beautiful? I love that so much of their soul is reflected in photos like this one, which our family has come to treasure.
This is the type of home that Lucy and her mother live in. Lucy and her mom have one bed in their shack.
Lucy is described to us as intelligent, a good reader, and having a good sense of humor. She speaks English and Cosa, her native language. She loves to read and wants to be a social worker when she grows up. She especially likes eating rice and chicken, meals that are possible for her because of the work of the Vulnerable Children Project and All Nations family.
It is amazing to me how many friends I have gained through this crazy thing called scrapbooking. The photo above shows the Michigan group at one of our very first crops a couple of years ago. I love that this group is very diverse--lots of different ages, some professionals, some students, some moms, some singles--all united in the name of art. I love the unique personalities of all of these ladies--some funny, some funky, some extroverted, some quieter, some conservative, some sarcastic, all with beautiful hearts and souls.