Easter-what does it mean to you?

Easter-what does it mean to me? What does it mean to you? I had to take a step back and remember what Easter even was this year. Sad but true. It seems as the years go by and my life gets busier and busier the time of preparation for/remembrance of these "holidays" gets shorter and shorter, and consequently at times less meaningful. Christmas and all that it brings... the birth of Christ, and now Easter where we Christians celebrate His death and the saving grace it brings us. I know that my relationship with Christ Jesus has made all the difference in my life. I wouldn't be who I am today if not for him.
This year, I worry. I get a day off. I am thankful for that day off cuz I get more rest. However, its so much more than just another day. This is the part I so want to remember, the part I want to celebrate. But will I take the time? If i choose not to go to church tomorrow, will I take the time to spend time with God and thank him? to pause and reflect what Good Friday means to me? I don't know. that's the part that worries me. that it will become just another day off- when it is such a day worth remembering and reminiscing.

Lessons and Randomness

Yes, I managed to sign on and start writing a post all by myself...I am a little new with this-Adam usually does the blogging but I decided to give it a try.
Well, my usual day to day life is pretty drab so I was trying to think of something special to write about. I came up with lessons.
Lessons God has taught/ been teaching me about his faithfullness and about trust. Well, just over a year and a half a go, God decided to answer a prayer I had asked him. One that went something like this. " God, I want to learn to trust you completly"...and i might have added.."whatever it takes".
Little did I know what God had in mind. He took me away from comfort and decided to toss me over a cliff. Meanwhile asking me if I trusted him. My answer...no and where are you? Why did you desert me? This last year has been a time of painful stretching and growing. One where I look back and realize that it was necessary for me to learn. I learned that God is faithful. You can bring to him your needs, even the smallest things like clothes or gas money. I have learned that God will keep me fed, clothed and housed. Oh and he will let me keep his car. Plus spoil me every once in awhile.
I can't say that I trust God perfectly, it is still a work in progress, but I hope to say that I trust him better than I did. He took away something I had always taken for granted and trusted in to provide my needs-my way. And he gave me a husband to go through it with- so we might both learn the lessons he had for us.
I am also learning another thing...realizing it more and more, and that is this. God gave me an amazing man to be my husband. I don't know what I would do without him. He is truly my best friend. I love how he is always there when I need a cuddle, hug or a kiss. And how such a simple act such as listening or one of the previously mentioned actions can mean so much. I really appreciate it when he prays-especially when I don't have the words. I love who he is now and the person he is becoming.
Well, I should be taking myself to bed, so I have energy for tomorrow-thankfully I have a day off. Anyone want to come for coffee?
~Mrs ( I love this part) Melissa Lever

I don't know how many of you will actually read this, as it has been awhile since we wrote anything. I have a question for any of you who do. What is your worst money experiences? I have been doing some reflecting, and the more I do, the more I hate money. God provides for us, and yet we still feel the pressure to chase that dollar at the cost of many other, more important things, such as family and friends. I am not sure if there is a major point to this, other then what I have typed. Take care everyone.

adam