Waiting . . .

Jana (my youngest daughter) and her husband, David are expecting the birth of their first child this week. So, we are now officially in the "waiting" mode. We have been praying for and anticipating meeting young Jackson for quite a while now. He doesn't know it yet, but he has a mom and dad who are going to shower him with more love than he can imagine. He is a fortunate little guy because he will be blessed with a wonderful and safe home. It will be a place where he can experience unconditional love, uncompromising protection and an unwavering commitment to Christian values. And on top of that, he will have grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins to keep him company. So, little prince, there is no need to wait any longer. We're ready when you are!

Fun Times

Yesterday, after two wonderful worship celebrations with the HDBC family, I enjoyed watching Hutch do the Easter Egg thing. We were grateful for beautiful weather and a moderately dry front yard. We hid twenty-five eggs. He found twenty-five eggs. That is exactly the way we want it to work. It is no fun to find those eggs a few weeks later while mowing the grass. Yuck!

Next year Jackson will give Hutch some competition. Well . . . not much since he will be just under a year old. But I'm sure he will be crawling or toddling around looking for those illusive treasures. But that begs the question. What is it that makes a hard boiled egg a treasure? Not sure. But it probably has something to do with the day. Easter is all about taking ordinary things and making them special. An empty tomb . . . grave clothes left behind . . . a visit with a stranger while traveling . . . a sunrise.

The ultimate treasure is Jesus. And he wants to be found.

Easter Sunday

Looking forward to this Sunday. We will celebrate the baptism of four new believers in Jesus at the beginning of our 10:45 service. I will be starting a brand new series called The Warrior. We have special gifts for all guests during both Sunday morning services. It is going to be a great day. Join us at 8:30 or 10:45 at Highland Drive Baptist.

As I am writing this it is early Thursday afternoon. I'm thinking about what it must have been like for Jesus on Thursday of that final week. Passover celebration with His disciples. Washing some feet. Agony in the Garden. Betrayal. Arrest. Abuse. Humiliation. It is more than I can fathom and so much more than I deserve. He did this for me. My eternal salvation is secured because of the suffering that He endured so many years ago.

Thank you Jesus.