Photo Friday: Wysteria and Carolina Jasmine

Happy Friday!

I have been busy at home all week working on our new kitchen, but I have a moment to share this gorgeous sight with you. I took this picture of wild Wysteria and Carolina Jasmine on Easter Sunday. It was growing wild along the road near my church in Lawrenceville, Georgia. It’s amazing what we see when we keep our eyes open on God’s world. Enjoy!

photo of Wild Wysteria and Carolina Jasmine in bloom

Wild Wysteria and Carolina Jasmine in bloom

Photo Friday: Easter Portraits of our Grandchildren

Kylie_Easter 2014

[Kylie’s Eyes. Nikon D40. April 20, 2014.] ⊕ full-size image

This Photo Friday, please indulge me as I share a few photos I took of our grandchildren this past Easter Sunday.

I hope these make you smile. Remember that the life God gives each of us mixes joy and sorrow, life and death, birth and old age. The promise of Easter is that new, eternal, abundant life belongs to those who belong to Christ. Trust Him for that, and enjoy the blessings He gives you in this life, blessings like the companionship of those you love.

Grace and peace to you,

Lon & Dawn

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Easter: Imagine Sorrow Changed

Hello Everyone,

We all know that tomorrow is Easter. We all have our family traditions for celebrating it. May the warmth of your celebration be everything you hope.

Sunrise over three crosses

But, I’d like to ask that you join me today and tomorrow in imagining what it must have been like for Jesus’ followers early that Sunday morning, before the sun had risen, before they knew He had risen.

Imagine walking to the tomb with with several women, mourning, sobs in their throats, to prepare His body for burial.

Imagine hiding with His disciples in a darkened, barricaded room for fear of arrest.

Imagine Mary, weeping at the empty tomb, frantic, begging the gardner to tell her where he had laid (hidden? stolen? desecrated?) the body.

And only after you begin to imagine that dark frame of mind—the most utter despair—only then…

Try to imagine their joy.

How it must have changed everything they believed about Him, about themselves, about life in the world.

Strange that we so seldom remember it.

Strange that we are so little changed by it.

Dawn and I pray that joy will find you tomorrow in congregational worship as you imagine, and hear the announcement,


and proclaim,