Room at the Table

 

I spent a little time today setting the table for Easter dinner.

 

Washed my stemware, ironed my linens, gathered some spring décor from my she-shed.

This year dinner will be just the 3 of us.......My husband, my son and me.

 

 

As I was placing the table settings , I thought about who would sit where.

 

I always sit to the left of my husband

Ethan sits to his right......each of us gets a little name card indicating where we will sit

But then I thought, I need to include The One we are honoring on this most holy of days......a day that made all the difference !

 

I set a place at our table for the man who gave His life for me. He hung on a cross on a hill called Calvary, he bled and died so that I may live. I feel that a place at my humble table is the least I can offer the man who loves me in ways that I cannot fully comprehend yet I am forever grateful for.

 

 

 

Its not about the bunny.........rather The Lamb who was slain.

As we celebrate His resurrection it is my prayer that you will draw closer to Him.

 

 

 

Happy Easter