an Easter success
Easter this year went better than expected. I was dreading a few different parts of it for stupid reasons, but excited about the part in between. lol. So…Saturday evening we went out to Erik & Kris’ to have our Easter with them. They have given up on the (larger) Jacobson clan and don’t want to go to the big family shindigs any more (--another story). So we went out there and had the usual ham and such…blah blah. But we had some lively discussion and nice music in the background-fun to sing along with and talk to E&K about. They lead a worship service with lots of singing once a month at their church. I love to hear what the Lord is doing in their lives. :) Anyway, we got to play with the kids and I got to hold the (slightly grumpy) baby, which I of course loved. She is so precious and I love to give her kisses. Yay. And the whole night I successfully avoided the job/marriage questions and actually enjoyed myself. Hooray!
Then came Easter morning. I’ve been looking forward to this SO much, for nerdy reasons such as my new (bargain!) outfit and being able to sing a certain song for worship (seriously, Zac must think I’m a nut job for how much I raved about being able to sing this song-they’ve done it 3 times without me. grr) So, Sunday morning comes. I get out of bed (early, ick) and almost immediately start having the worst cramps I can remember. And I thought “not again!” because this same thing (strangely) happened last year on Easter. (I seriously wonder if it could be spiritual warfare.*) I couldn’t stand up. I couldn’t sit down. I was very hot and couldn’t cool down. I was thirsty. I felt like throwing up. I seriously laid on my floor in agony for like 25 minutes. I was just praying over and over “Lord, please make this go away,” and “not today, Lord.” I couldn’t even lie with my legs up (like you would to do a sit-up) b/c it hurt too much. I had to lie flat. So I was praying and praying, and it finally started getting better so I could get up. It didn’t go away by any means, but at least I could somewhat function. So I showered and got all dressed (feeling kind of cute, though still pained) and ran out to my car to get going and got a bunch of snow in my peep-toed shoes. boo, MN. And on the way to church I almost slid off the road going around the turny thing (cloverleaf?) onto highway 10. I had to do one of those big back and forth turning of the steering wheel a few times. A CD came flying at me from the holder attached to the passenger-side visor. (lol) And I slammed my left shoulder into the side of the car…owie.
So I was late to practice and felt terrible b/c everyone else was already there (7 other musicians). But I couldn’t exactly explain that I was dying of retarded cramps and practically killed myself getting to church. So I said “sorry I’m late” and practice was off & running. Everything went (decently) smoothly and sounded better than Wednesday night (thank goodness…we sounded like a train wreck that night), then there was a continental breakfast and I barely had anything to eat b/c I was feeling crappy. I was popping doses of acetaminophen like every 90 minutes for most of the day.
The service itself went very well, I thought. I had SO much fun singing praises! (As mentioned in my last post, singing on worship team is something I didn’t even realize was missing from my life until I started doing it.) Anyway, Zac’s friend is a very talented guitarist and he was there yesterday to play for the worship songs (I love electric guitar). I thanked him for sacrificing his Easter Sunday to be at our church. He’s awesome. And we had extra singers. And we had hymns (always great!) and trombone and trumpet and organ and piano for those. Hooray! We had lots of people at church, and I even convinced Jon to come to FCC (he doesn’t like my church too much). So it was a full and amazing celebration! I just love Easter. I was moving kind of slow, but still enjoyed it. And some of the most important people in my life got to meet each other. Yay.
On to Grandpa’s…my family did the usual and joined my dad’s side of the family at his dad’s place-we always reserve the “party room” or whatever. It was kind of a small group this year (only 17), but we had a nice time. I selfishly used Jon as my tool of avoidance (so I could avoid people asking me about job stuff…like I need a reason to feel any crappier about that whole thing). It worked like a charm, though. Nobody asked me about work, and they didn’t have to ask about Jon, b/c he was there. Fantastic. And also, Erik stopped by with Alex so everyone could meet her. :) She is so cute and fun. I was holding her and bringing her around to others. My 2 aunts and my cousin held her for a while. I took pics of her-she was much happier than the night before. I got lots of smiling pics of her. Yay. She just loves to play patticake (pat-a-cake?) and whenever you start saying “patticake patticake…” she smiles SO big and starts clapping her hands (doing the motions). I just want to kiss her all the time. I love that babykins!
So that was really fun, but I felt bad that I was ignoring Jon b/c of the baby. He should know that pretty much anything/anyone is second to a baby-babies are always most important. I was adequately distracted from my crappy cramps for a good portion of the day. Soon after, Jon & I left Grandpa’s and I went home to change out of my dress. Ahh. Then we went to Jon’s and took a nice nap, then watched The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. It was really good. I’ve seen it a couple times, but it was still fun to watch. The sequel is coming out sometime this summer. And it inspired me to work on my goal (ladies-see GOG. Simon-never mind. :-P)
So thanks for listening, kids. I just wanted to share about my fabulous Easter. :D And I’m feeling better today, thanks for asking. Still not 100%, but doing better. And how was your Easter weekend?
*I just have to mention why I wonder about the potential for spiritual warfare in my odd Easter cramps. I never get bad cramps. Never. If I ever have any, they are twinges and it is annoying, but not horrible. Last year I remember being miserable and drugged all day long on Easter. I had to sit down during one of my favorite hymns at church. :( And this year I couldn’t even stand up at all (to begin with). I didn’t even know what to do with myself. While I was lying there on the ground crying out to the Lord, I considered bailing on singing. That was devastating to me b/c I just LOVE Easter. And I love singing. And I love singing Easter songs about my risen Lord and Savior! It is my favorite day of the church year; even better than Christmas. I love proclaiming how He has conquered death and rose to save us! Satan knows that I want to proclaim it loudly and joyfully. And for two years in a row, that opportunity for joyful proclaiming was almost taken away from me. It was still hindered by my stupid mortal body, but I was singing His glory even through the pain! Hallelujah, Christ arose!!!!!
Then came Easter morning. I’ve been looking forward to this SO much, for nerdy reasons such as my new (bargain!) outfit and being able to sing a certain song for worship (seriously, Zac must think I’m a nut job for how much I raved about being able to sing this song-they’ve done it 3 times without me. grr) So, Sunday morning comes. I get out of bed (early, ick) and almost immediately start having the worst cramps I can remember. And I thought “not again!” because this same thing (strangely) happened last year on Easter. (I seriously wonder if it could be spiritual warfare.*) I couldn’t stand up. I couldn’t sit down. I was very hot and couldn’t cool down. I was thirsty. I felt like throwing up. I seriously laid on my floor in agony for like 25 minutes. I was just praying over and over “Lord, please make this go away,” and “not today, Lord.” I couldn’t even lie with my legs up (like you would to do a sit-up) b/c it hurt too much. I had to lie flat. So I was praying and praying, and it finally started getting better so I could get up. It didn’t go away by any means, but at least I could somewhat function. So I showered and got all dressed (feeling kind of cute, though still pained) and ran out to my car to get going and got a bunch of snow in my peep-toed shoes. boo, MN. And on the way to church I almost slid off the road going around the turny thing (cloverleaf?) onto highway 10. I had to do one of those big back and forth turning of the steering wheel a few times. A CD came flying at me from the holder attached to the passenger-side visor. (lol) And I slammed my left shoulder into the side of the car…owie.
So I was late to practice and felt terrible b/c everyone else was already there (7 other musicians). But I couldn’t exactly explain that I was dying of retarded cramps and practically killed myself getting to church. So I said “sorry I’m late” and practice was off & running. Everything went (decently) smoothly and sounded better than Wednesday night (thank goodness…we sounded like a train wreck that night), then there was a continental breakfast and I barely had anything to eat b/c I was feeling crappy. I was popping doses of acetaminophen like every 90 minutes for most of the day.
The service itself went very well, I thought. I had SO much fun singing praises! (As mentioned in my last post, singing on worship team is something I didn’t even realize was missing from my life until I started doing it.) Anyway, Zac’s friend is a very talented guitarist and he was there yesterday to play for the worship songs (I love electric guitar). I thanked him for sacrificing his Easter Sunday to be at our church. He’s awesome. And we had extra singers. And we had hymns (always great!) and trombone and trumpet and organ and piano for those. Hooray! We had lots of people at church, and I even convinced Jon to come to FCC (he doesn’t like my church too much). So it was a full and amazing celebration! I just love Easter. I was moving kind of slow, but still enjoyed it. And some of the most important people in my life got to meet each other. Yay.
On to Grandpa’s…my family did the usual and joined my dad’s side of the family at his dad’s place-we always reserve the “party room” or whatever. It was kind of a small group this year (only 17), but we had a nice time. I selfishly used Jon as my tool of avoidance (so I could avoid people asking me about job stuff…like I need a reason to feel any crappier about that whole thing). It worked like a charm, though. Nobody asked me about work, and they didn’t have to ask about Jon, b/c he was there. Fantastic. And also, Erik stopped by with Alex so everyone could meet her. :) She is so cute and fun. I was holding her and bringing her around to others. My 2 aunts and my cousin held her for a while. I took pics of her-she was much happier than the night before. I got lots of smiling pics of her. Yay. She just loves to play patticake (pat-a-cake?) and whenever you start saying “patticake patticake…” she smiles SO big and starts clapping her hands (doing the motions). I just want to kiss her all the time. I love that babykins!
So that was really fun, but I felt bad that I was ignoring Jon b/c of the baby. He should know that pretty much anything/anyone is second to a baby-babies are always most important. I was adequately distracted from my crappy cramps for a good portion of the day. Soon after, Jon & I left Grandpa’s and I went home to change out of my dress. Ahh. Then we went to Jon’s and took a nice nap, then watched The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. It was really good. I’ve seen it a couple times, but it was still fun to watch. The sequel is coming out sometime this summer. And it inspired me to work on my goal (ladies-see GOG. Simon-never mind. :-P)
So thanks for listening, kids. I just wanted to share about my fabulous Easter. :D And I’m feeling better today, thanks for asking. Still not 100%, but doing better. And how was your Easter weekend?
*I just have to mention why I wonder about the potential for spiritual warfare in my odd Easter cramps. I never get bad cramps. Never. If I ever have any, they are twinges and it is annoying, but not horrible. Last year I remember being miserable and drugged all day long on Easter. I had to sit down during one of my favorite hymns at church. :( And this year I couldn’t even stand up at all (to begin with). I didn’t even know what to do with myself. While I was lying there on the ground crying out to the Lord, I considered bailing on singing. That was devastating to me b/c I just LOVE Easter. And I love singing. And I love singing Easter songs about my risen Lord and Savior! It is my favorite day of the church year; even better than Christmas. I love proclaiming how He has conquered death and rose to save us! Satan knows that I want to proclaim it loudly and joyfully. And for two years in a row, that opportunity for joyful proclaiming was almost taken away from me. It was still hindered by my stupid mortal body, but I was singing His glory even through the pain! Hallelujah, Christ arose!!!!!