I am still shocked that we figured out how to house 19 of Scott's relatives for the weekend in our home. Even Scott's office had a king blow-up bed and a roll away crib stuffed into it. And everyone was so kind to allow me to believe that they each had comfortable nights sleep.
The highlight of the whole Easter Weekend for me took place when we had a chance to ask Scott's mom about her take on the weekend. This conversation took place just after the last of Scott's sibling's drove away. Scott and I asked his mother, who will be staying with us (with Scott's dad as well) for another week, what the highlight of the weekend was for her. She answered saying, "Of course it was having all of my children here together; this is the first time since they were children that we have all stayed together." And at that moment I felt like I could feel her mother's heart. Right now I can hardly even imagine one of my children growing up and moving away; let alone all of them no longer living together in our home( and she had five); moreover, I can't imagine going that many years before they would ever sleep under one roof together again.
I suppose for parents whose children have grown and gone. heaven takes on yet another great facet of hope. The hope of a lasting reunion with our loved ones. Lord, thanks for the resurrection and the eternal reunion of saints that will follow.
A few photos of our time together: