My sign is vital, my hands are cold...
Easter :) I love Easter. I think I love it more than Christmas because at Christmas it's really easy to get caught up about yourself, like, "What am I getting?" "What do I get so and so?" We just focus on ourselves a lot more whereas, at Easter, you don't get anything. I mean if you are celebrating the real reason, then there isn't a Bunny who is creeping around leaving you biologically incorrect gifts, and it's not really a time where you sit and ask for stuff.
It's like, you are just remembering what happened, FOR YOU, and you just praise Him for it. He didn't have to give it, but He did. I love Easter. I really do.
There is this song by this worship/group people...they are called Lakewood. To be honest, I think they are the Joel Olsteen church, and he's a weirdo, but the music is good, so sometimes my mom uses some of their songs as ideas for the Christmas programs. Anyways, my mom loves Israel Houton, who is a songwriter and there is this Ester song called He Lives. It's beautiful. One of the verses says:
More than the man who heard, 'Hosanna!'
from the same who cried 'Crucify, the King!'
freely He gave as they demanded,
and still He's alive in me!
Not only are the words pretty, but the song itself, in a composition kind of way, is really great.
Alright, alright enough about songs. I will now tell you about my Easter.
Well it starts on, Saturday, I guess. Everyone except me and my younger brother were involved in the program this year, so they were all performing on Saturday night. I on the other hand, was working at the good old marshall's. It was crazy that day too. Yikes, I thought I was going to just cry. I had coworkers who were getting angry that the boss was expected them to actually DO their jobs, so it was kind of a stressful thing, all day. Then my friend Sammi came to pick me up. I bought a really cute summer skirt, and then we went to my house to grab my brother and decide what we would do with our night. We decided we would do some random shopping, but first we ate. Then we grabbed her sister and headed to the wonderful Walmart. They were doing Easter shopping for their younger siblings and cousins, so I went looking for weird things I always forget to buy like: eyeliner, stockings, and gum. I also remember it was my dad's birthday soon so I bought him some CD's and a card. Now that I think about it, I spent $80 at walmart...how is that possible? It was only one bag?
I have to check the receipt.
I got home around 9 and then Sam and Becca hung around for an hour. It was hilarious. Becca is crazy. Then I got everything I would need for Sunday ready and went to bed.
Got up at 6 which I hate being up early. I was really slow all morning too - couldn't get myself together.
Got everything I needed, and just as I was walking out the door, I stopped to grab my coat and put my shoes down (I was wearing my snow boots because it was freezing) and forgot them. Legit, forgot my shoes. I realized once we were at church and very passively my Dad kind of alluded to the fact that he wouldn't go back to get them. It was a good thing I had remembered my nursery clothes or I would have been in my Easter dress and snow boots. Hahah It was weird though, it kind of messed up my morning for a few minutes. I felt so angry that my house was about 7 minutes away and everyone thought that their things were more important. It was a really stupid thing too, but I let it go. It was just funny that I forgot my shoes. Haha
After church we had to make some stuff and then head of to the Lambrich household for Easter eating.
Everyone was there. Actually that's a lie. It was just everyone who is close to the family. It was good food, and Josh told me I looked like an Easter peep because I was wearing a yellow shirt and such. I tried to sleep in the living room because everyone who was in there was asleep, but it's hard for me to sleep in other people's living rooms. I think I nodded off for a few minutes, but then Dave's phone went off and it woke me up, and I couldn't get back to sleep, so I went to the kitchen and drank coffee and listened to the men talk about wood, and houses. Manly things. Haha
We were at their house till about 1am which always happens. It's them. We practically live there when we are there.
I am exhausted today though. I was going to Zumba with Liz later, but now I think I am going to make her mad and tell her I can't do it. Ahhh
I get to see if Jack will live tonight. I know he will. He always does.
It's like, you are just remembering what happened, FOR YOU, and you just praise Him for it. He didn't have to give it, but He did. I love Easter. I really do.
There is this song by this worship/group people...they are called Lakewood. To be honest, I think they are the Joel Olsteen church, and he's a weirdo, but the music is good, so sometimes my mom uses some of their songs as ideas for the Christmas programs. Anyways, my mom loves Israel Houton, who is a songwriter and there is this Ester song called He Lives. It's beautiful. One of the verses says:
More than the man who heard, 'Hosanna!'
from the same who cried 'Crucify, the King!'
freely He gave as they demanded,
and still He's alive in me!
Not only are the words pretty, but the song itself, in a composition kind of way, is really great.
Alright, alright enough about songs. I will now tell you about my Easter.
Well it starts on, Saturday, I guess. Everyone except me and my younger brother were involved in the program this year, so they were all performing on Saturday night. I on the other hand, was working at the good old marshall's. It was crazy that day too. Yikes, I thought I was going to just cry. I had coworkers who were getting angry that the boss was expected them to actually DO their jobs, so it was kind of a stressful thing, all day. Then my friend Sammi came to pick me up. I bought a really cute summer skirt, and then we went to my house to grab my brother and decide what we would do with our night. We decided we would do some random shopping, but first we ate. Then we grabbed her sister and headed to the wonderful Walmart. They were doing Easter shopping for their younger siblings and cousins, so I went looking for weird things I always forget to buy like: eyeliner, stockings, and gum. I also remember it was my dad's birthday soon so I bought him some CD's and a card. Now that I think about it, I spent $80 at walmart...how is that possible? It was only one bag?
I have to check the receipt.
I got home around 9 and then Sam and Becca hung around for an hour. It was hilarious. Becca is crazy. Then I got everything I would need for Sunday ready and went to bed.
Got up at 6 which I hate being up early. I was really slow all morning too - couldn't get myself together.
Got everything I needed, and just as I was walking out the door, I stopped to grab my coat and put my shoes down (I was wearing my snow boots because it was freezing) and forgot them. Legit, forgot my shoes. I realized once we were at church and very passively my Dad kind of alluded to the fact that he wouldn't go back to get them. It was a good thing I had remembered my nursery clothes or I would have been in my Easter dress and snow boots. Hahah It was weird though, it kind of messed up my morning for a few minutes. I felt so angry that my house was about 7 minutes away and everyone thought that their things were more important. It was a really stupid thing too, but I let it go. It was just funny that I forgot my shoes. Haha
After church we had to make some stuff and then head of to the Lambrich household for Easter eating.
Everyone was there. Actually that's a lie. It was just everyone who is close to the family. It was good food, and Josh told me I looked like an Easter peep because I was wearing a yellow shirt and such. I tried to sleep in the living room because everyone who was in there was asleep, but it's hard for me to sleep in other people's living rooms. I think I nodded off for a few minutes, but then Dave's phone went off and it woke me up, and I couldn't get back to sleep, so I went to the kitchen and drank coffee and listened to the men talk about wood, and houses. Manly things. Haha
We were at their house till about 1am which always happens. It's them. We practically live there when we are there.
I am exhausted today though. I was going to Zumba with Liz later, but now I think I am going to make her mad and tell her I can't do it. Ahhh
I get to see if Jack will live tonight. I know he will. He always does.