The joy of Easter overwhelms because if the tomb is empty—and it is—there is hope for every situation. I can have faith, even when He seems to be silent on Saturday, that His resurrection power is waiting for the right moment to bring forth life. And Sunday, well, it is glorious.

The hunt for 1,000 gifts in 2012….

286. The joy of little friends.
287. How Facebook can be a prayer room.
288. “I was made for more than this world can offer me.” Into the Glorious, Christy Nockels
289. How easy it really is to give life giving words.
290. The endless joy of sidewalk chalk, and how a good rain means a new canvas.
291. For God so loved us He sent His ONE and only son — it is not just a story.
292. A hands on lesson that reminds us we are inscribed on the palms of His hands. (Is. 49:16)
293. Thunderstorms on Good Friday followed by the most glorious Easter Sunday sunshine.
294. Red popsicles.
295. A little time to write. And God showing up to give me His Words!
296. My 5 year old telling my 2 year old the Easter story. Just so sweet.
297. Getting to sing on Resurrection Sunday because my husband is the man!
298. Easter service court side.
299. Hearing 17,000 voices sing “He’s Alive!”
300. The chance to mold little hearts.
301. Knowing without a doubt that healing is in His hands.
302. A sweet pair of princess shoes, that will go to a girl in need. I know it will bring a smile!
303. Catching up with a dear friend.
304. We have everything we need to stand strong. {Ephesians 6:10-12}
305. My shield of faith is large enough for all of me. {Ephesians 6:16}
306. Pure grace and nothing but grace. {Ephesians 6:24}
307. Love is alive.