It was good to gather around the long tables once again. We came together to remember. We remembered the sacrifice that was offered on our behalf, and the debt that that was canceled. We looked into our hearts and saw our unworthiness. We looked into each others faces and saw family… we saw eternity in each others eyes. I washed the beautiful feet of women I love, and was once again humbled as I watched my own feet washed. A simple act of selfless service, but it represented the heart of what it means to be a Christian… a follower of Christ. The children sat between us, swinging their legs, they nibble on communion bread, they took it all in. They don’t understand the immensity of what we were doing, but someday they will, and when their hearts and minds come to that place the foundations will already be laid. It was sweet, to walk away with a full heart and a little taste of heaven on earth.
It was good to see the strawberry stands open! There are two kinds of strawberries… there are store bought strawberries (which are certainly better than no strawberries at all) and then there are roadside stand strawberries; which are heaven on earth! No sugar needed just stand over the kitchen sink, give ‘em a little wash, take a slow bite and savor. Rinse and repeat to your heart’s content.