Easter

What an incredible day!

Today we spent our first Easter together. Our church does Easter at The Erwin Center in order to have a venue large enough to bring all three campuses together. It was a wonderful service– powerful worship and a truth-filled message. My parents and sister joined us for the day and it was was a treat to have them with us.

After the service, we came back to the house and Brian and I prepared our first holiday meal as “the Lundins.” Brian made an incredible ham, and we whipped up some fantastic sides: crackeroni (my mac is so good it’s like crack!), creamy garlic mashed potatoes, and asparagus. I had the opportunity to play hostess and had a wonderful time doing so.

There was such joy in everything today– in the church service, in playing in the kitchen, in serving my family, and even in cleaning up. No exaggeration. It was joyful.

After my family headed back to Dripping Springs, Brian and I lounged and rested and enjoyed our first downtime since he got back into town Friday night.

It was when everything calmed down that a strange thought struck me: I am married. I am married and I have a husband and I have a house.

I know that you’re probably thinking “no duh, Lindsey,” but it struck me like a new idea strikes you. If I were a cartoon, a lightbulb or exclamation point would have shot out of my head. In fact, I then had to say the thought aloud to see if it sounded any different out in the world rather than up in my head. It made Brian look up from his book. He smiled and replied, “Yes.” I think he’s stopped thinking I’m crazy and just accepted that I’m his. It’s a wise move on his part.

Much of the passing of time in our lives is marked by holidays and special occasions. This time last year, I had not even met Brian yet, and today here we are side by side in our kitchen making a meal for our family. Sitting here tonight, I don’t even remember last Easter, but I know I’ll never forget this one.

There is a line from worship this morning that I can’t get out of my head today, so I’ll close with these words: “Oh, praise the one who paid my debt and raised this life up from the dead! Oh, praise the one who paid my debt and raised this life up from the dead!”

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