Saturday finally arrived! The house filled.
The backyard filled.
First timers were welcomed with open arms.
All the kids were having such a good time it was hard to shoo them into the basement
so the dads could hide all the eggs.
After the job was complete the "flood gates were opened." It was like the clowns getting out of a clown car...
they just kept coming out, more and more of those sweet kids.
Egg were hunted and prizes were traded.
Cookies were iced and sprinkled.
(icing bags burst open.)
Above all there was a lot of laughter and love being shared. It really doesn't matter what food is served, what goodies are hidden in the eggs, or that we even have eggs to hunt. What matters is the sweet blessing of this small group living life side by side. Since the last brunch (and I am sure till the one next year) we as a community have cheered as these precious children have been baptised, cried as hearts have been stretched in obedience, and spoken truth to one another as we have been challenged to be grace filled and radical for Him.
I am so thankful for this group of friends, I really can't capture my thanks for them with words. So until next year we'll pack away the baskets, let the icing color fade from the grass, and we'll keep doing life together no matter how wild the adventures get!
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