Happy Resurrection Day!

The dress wasn't exactly what I wanted her to wear and for the first time in 30 years I didn't get a new dress for myself, but none of that matters. She looked beautiful in her cousin Chloe's dress made by their Gamma and I got to wear the dress I wore for her adoption. I praise God  for the fact that I can even say I have a dress worn at the adoption of a child, MY child.  

What matters most today is Christ's Resurrection, not our clothes or the items places in a basket or the eggs hunted. 

In the past 13 months, Lillian has given us a tangible glimpse into what it means to be adopted by Christ. She is not my flesh and blood, but she is MINE!  I would move heaven and earth for her if I could. I would sacrifice my life for hers. The love I have for her is indescribable and yet it pales in comparison to the love the Father has for us. I am grateful to have this "special" first hand prospective.  And truly it is because He Lives that I can face tomorrow!

"God decided in advance to adopt us into his own family by bringing us to himself through Christ Jesus. This is what he wanted to do and it gave him great pleasure."                 

 Ephesians 1:5 (NLT)