There are those times when your routine gets out of step and you just seem to lose track of time. No, on second thought, you lose track of days. Whole days. You happen to look at a calendar and wonder where the week went. That's me today!
Last Wednesday we flew home. Flights and people were backed up due to bad weather in Dallas the day before. We got to the airport around 6:30 a.m. as our flight was to depart an hour later. When we tried to check in, we discovered our flight was canceled. So, we began our day of "stand-by." We "stood-by" all day. What was supposed to be about a 4 1/2 hour trip turned into an almost ten hour ordeal.
We finally made it home and spent the next two days with family. We returned to Marietta yesterday. The trip back was quick and easy--under four hours!
Today is Easter Sunday. We really miss being with our kids and getting to watch the granddaughter hunt her Easter eggs. Rick had to work and I've been cooking, washing dishes, and doing a little laundry. I'm really glad that the circumstances in our lives can't change the fact that we have a risen Lord and Savior. Even when we don't celebrate by getting dressed up in new spring clothes, hiding eggs for the little ones, and sharing a big dinner with family, we are still redeemed. We still have victory over death. Eternal life is still ours. That's something to celebrate every day!