Easter at Home

Monday, Apr 01

I started Easter Sunday by listening to the Daily Audio Bible, and it made my entire day, as it often does.  Brian Hardin’s prayers and commentary on the Scriptures were, as usual, deeply moving for me.  They played the classic hymn, “Were You There?” and had me in tears at the poignant reminder of what He really did for us.  The implications are much too far-reaching for one little blog, of course–I can’t say enough without saying too much, if you know what I mean.  Suffice it to say, I am one grateful sinner, astounded by the infinite mercy and grace of my Lord.  My personal prayer?  Thank You.
Hardly adequate, I know, but it’s all I have to offer.
Mom, Wendy and Jeremy came over for a nice dinner, and we all had a good time.  Jenni joined us later, too, as did Chris.  I had put together some Easter baskets, including piles of the soap I’ve been making–when walking through the valley of the shadow, make soap, is my motto–and by the time yesterday rolled around, I was pretty much wintered-out.  Yes, I tried to put a good face on it, and to look for blessings and beauty in even the darkest days, but oh how hungry I have been for spring to come–and now it’s really here.  Hallelujah!  Anyway, I’ve collected some beautiful soap molds on etsy and eBay, and I love mixing the fixings, adding color and scent and skin-softening oils, and eventually seeing a horse or a crown or an angel emerge from the mold.  I use the melt-and-pour stuff for a base, as I don’t want to mess with lye or kettles on top of the stove.  (I’m too klutzy and too forgetful to be trusted with such things.  Also not allowed to use power tools or butane torches.  Sigh.)
Writing has been a challenge–I believe we all have fallow times, like fields that will one day burst with bumper crops–and although I believe such seasons are vital to the greater process, I don’t have to like them.  🙂  I’ve come out on the other side, thank heaven, and I’m eager to spin yarns like crazy.
Be blessed, be well, and be kind, my dear friends.
Back tomorrow.

About Linda

The daughter of a town marshal, Linda Lael Miller is a #1 New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than 100 historical and contemporary novels, most of which reflect her love of the West.

Raised in Northport, Washington, Linda pursued her wanderlust, living in London and Arizona and traveling the world before returning to the state of her birth to settle down on a horse property outside Spokane.

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