Mack’s Spring Break was this past week. He had some appointments that had to be taken care of this week, so unfortunately he didn’t get a trip to the beach. Considering he lives on the coast, I didn’t really feel too terrible for him. And he still has a few years where we can plan some fun trips on his breaks.
We enjoyed having him here. He slept. He ate. He rested. He saw some friends. He enjoyed chill days—besides the appointments and besides my list of to dos that he said I had a lot of. I promise I just needed him to go get an emissions test done. That got done on Friday afternoon, and I am super thankful he obliged.
This is about the only photo we got. He’s on his way back to Wilmington!
Molly came home last Monday and stayed a couple of nights. She wanted to see Mack and pick up some dresses for a wedding she is singing in this weekend. I am so glad she made the trip. I always enjoy having her around. She even played and sang for my Bible Study group.
This is her with Robin who taught her how to bake sourdough bread…aren’t they too cute?! And the bread looks pretty amazing, too.
We all three went to the gym on Tuesday afternoon. I enjoyed having them there with me!
I cooked dinner. You may think that isn’t a big deal, but let me assure you, it is. I haven’t cooked a meal like this since they left for college. And it is so funny because they enjoyed it but nobody was raving, necessarily. And I told them I actually need lots of praise for cooking and maybe even a round of applause. It reminded me why I took the major break from cooking to begin with. So. Much. Work.This photo was posted on our church instagram page, and I am so glad Josh is beside me, but it makes me pause a sec and remember we used to have all three kids with us every Sunday for lots and lots of years. We are definitely in a new season. The shift continues in a million ways. Some days I feel so confident we have settled into this new season, and then something happens to make me miss the way things used to be. The fullness of the pew. The noise in the house. The many opinions and unsolicited advice thrown around. But then I think about the cooking and cleaning and I start to feel better about the empty nest. lol. Super grateful for Josh.
Let me end with a picture of my baby Rolo. I still have her following me around! She cracks me up. Like a little person. So sweet!
On Wednesday, we gathered. It was a special gathering because Molly was home and agreed to play a couple of worship songs during our time. It was so sweet! She sang “This is How We Remember” and a song she wrote. I wish I had taken more photos but I didn’t! Just enjoying the moment.
This week we discussed our homework which was all about Jesus’ crucifixion. We discussed how His body broken for us covers all of our sin and daily struggles. We were challenged to take communion with the “whole body theology” in mind—reminding ourselves that the struggle we have about our body isn’t silly or petty or too small to take to the Lord. His sacrifice covered all of that.
This was the communion spot—didn’t get a pic with bread or juice—but it was a sweet time.
We were also reminded through our group conversation that Satan hates our bodies and wants us to hate our bodies. Mainly because our bodies house the living God!! And that’s what we will study this coming week—the Spirit alive inside us.
But as we reflected on Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross, I was soberly reminded that living in my body means so much more than what it weighs or what size jeans I wear or if I can put off aging. I don’t want to spend my life working on my body like it’s a project, but rather living well in my body so that I bring glory to God!
