Happy Easter!

Happy Resurrection Day, from our family to yours!

Hope you had a blessed day, celebrating because our Savior is RISEN!

Happy Easter!

Sarah here... as you can guess because this is a picture post. ;)

We're with family this weekend, and yesterday we had the egg hunt at Grandma and Grandpa's. Elijah and Jonathan quickly got the hang of it if they didn't remember from last year, but I don't think either of them realized that there was candy inside!

Jonathan

Elijah

Rachel

Rebekah

Isaac

Anna

And... this would be where my camera stopped working so no pictures of me. Not that I would have posted them anyways. :)

And some pictures from this morning (from grandma's camera)...

Best picture we got of Rachel in her dress... she wasn't in the picture taking mood. This beautiful Ukrainian sparkle dress was Little Miss Ruby's dress. She generously donated it to a blog auction to help her new big brother, Maxim, come home from Ukraine. Rachel loved wearing it today, even if she didn't want to pose for a picture.

Elijah was all dressed up too.

Happy Easter from our family to yours!

Easter!

Happy Easter! We had fun dying eggs the other night - 

Elijah saying and signing "Blue"

And from this morning- I think the turkeys realized it was safe to come out since it's Easter, not Thanksgiving... They still better be careful though! :)

We had never seen them this close to the house before!

Rachel and her Easter Basket! :)

Here are a few (ok, maybe more then a few) pictures from the Easter Egg Hunt this afternoon at Aunt Pat's house!! :)

Little man was in the middle of an unsuccessful attempted nap inside with Mom, so big sis and Dad collected his eggs. And Mom declared the content of the eggs to be hers since Jonathan can't eat them. :)

Love her squinty sun face smile! :)

Seconds after this picture was taken, the egg opened and the contents fell into the watering can thingy, and the precious candy was very hard to retrieve! :)

This is what happens when all three little miss their afternoon nap (and J missed his morning one because of church)... didn't get any pictures of Elijah, aka grumpy frumpy man on the floor! :)

Happy Easter from the Birschbachs! 

We hope you all had a wonderful day celebrating the resurrection of our our living Savior, Jesus Christ!

The Irony of Good Friday

Taken from Mentoring Moments

*An old Hebrew legend tells the story of a man’s journey through a desolate area. He rode his mule and carried his rooster which served as an alarm clock to wake him for his morning devotions. Near dusk the first night of his journey, he approached a small village and decided to spend the night. But the inhospitable villagers turned him away. The only shelter he could find was in a cave nearby. He made his bed and lit his lamp, but a gust of wind swept into the cave and blew out the light. While he slept, a wolf killed his rooster and a lion devoured his mule.

The next morning he surveyed his losses and began to wonder why he was the object of such misfortune. He walked to the village to try to buy food but, to his amazement, he found no one alive. During the night, bandits had plundered the town and massacred the inhabitants.

The man said to himself: “Now I understand my troubles. If the townspeople had received me, I would have joined them in death. If my rooster and mule had not been killed, their noise and the light from my lamp would have revealed my hiding place. God has been good to me.”

*The day was called “Good Friday”– an irony in itself. The Greeks called it “Great Friday.” But Jesus’ disciples didn’t believe it was good or great as they saw their leader arrested and taken away to be crucified.

Good Friday—against a background of violence and hatred, it was the ultimate sacrificial love story. To look at it then, it was the worst of times. It was the season of Darkness; death had seemingly triumphed. It was the winter of despair; all that was bad had conspired to conquer all that was good. Jesus was dead and the tomb was sealed and guarded to make it inviolate.

Easter—with the dawn came understanding. Suddenly, it was the best of times. It was the season of Light; the sealed, guarded tomb had not been able to hold the Life within. It was the spring of hope.

A great irony. Out of death came life. God has been good to us.

Vicki Huffman