Easter is the most important holiday of the year for David and me, because it’s our celebration of Jesus’ resurrection from the dead. For most of our marriage, we’ve tried to celebrate in style, whether it was brunch and mimosas with friends during seminary, a rooftop terrace get-together in South Asia, or buying our kids a special Easter gift each year.
Because this is our day of days; it’s the reason we have for the hope within us.
And so this year we threw a party in our backyard for our church, a week late to allow more folks to come. The band who played at our adoption fundraiser, Volcanoes in the Kitchen, was such a big hit we brought them up from Charleston again. Everyone pitched in and came laden with food and drinks. There was laughter and introductions between newcomers and old friends, and good music and lots and lots of kids jumping on the trampoline (with no injuries, thankfully!).
Here are some of the people who have become family to us over the past two years. They make our life immeasurably rich. They are the reason I love being a pastor’s wife.