She amazes me.
And God amazes me. The way he weaves moments together couldn't be orchestrated by me, even if I try. And I do try.
We talked about Jesus' burial and resurrection while she dipped in the marshmallow in melted butter and the cinnamon/Splenda mix [signifying the oil and herbs they used to prepare his body] and then rolled it in the crescent roll [Jesus' tomb]. And after 15 minutes in the oven, the marshmallow wasn't there. It had melted. Consider it a fast-forwarded object lesson of the three days that changed history.
If you're interested, here is the recipe I used. I know there are several others out there too.
May you and your family be blessed as we celebrate the joy that comes with the eternal meaning of Easter.
What a great idea. We don't want to lose the real meaning in all the hubbub of celebrations. He is risen and Gary is there with him. Someday I plan to see them both. Definately a reason for celebration.
ReplyDeleteAmen, Peggy.
ReplyDelete