Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Easter. Show all posts

May 6, 2015

Easter 2015

  April was quite an eventful month for us, so I've got some blogging to catch up on. Starting with Easter! Nick spoke at Rock Harbor central on Good Friday at four different services. There he is in front of all those people....

We went to church on Easter morning, then went to my grandma's house for an Easter egg hunt. This was Silas's first egg hunt, but the only thing he had any interest in was the cool police car Grandma has. I had to distract him and hide it to even get him to have any interest in what was going on. He was still only mildly interested, but that didn't stop us from finding as many eggs as possible. Silas and Trevor liked exploring their loot together, which included mostly yogurt bites along with some candy bars that were pretty much all eaten by the parents.



My grandma took a picture with all the great grandsons who were there. Four out of the five kids in this picture are black (or at least part). How rad is that!? Our family has got some color now, and I love it!
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April 22, 2014

Easter Recap

This Easter was extra special for a couple reasons.  First of all, because this year we had Silas with us.  For the last four Easters, I have been telling myself, "For sure, next Easter you will have a baby." Well my Easter with a baby finally came, and it was so nice to experience the joy of Easter holding him in my arms, without the heaviness of infertility weighing down my soul.  But, ALSO, it was special because it was my birthday. Nick and I exchanged Easter "baskets" early in the morning before he had to head out to help put together the grand event at the Verizon Wireless Amphitheater. Nick knows my love language...Reese's Peanut Butter eggs. Silas and I, along with 2 of my sisters, my future brother-in-law, and my nephew all met Nick at church for the 9:00 service.  He even got to sit with us until he had to head down to start baptizing people.


We had fun in the photo booth after the service....


We spent a little bit of time at my grandma's house after church, but all of our phones were dead, so we didn't get pictures there (sad face). We came home and gave Silas an Easter basket filled with beach toys. The Easter Bunny kind of sucked this year and scrounged up some presents that Silas has already played with to put something together for him (sounds a lot like Santa). Next year he will do better, I am sure.


                                                            And then, I got to open my birthday present....
I am so excited for this! Now I just have to learn how to use it.
But, more than anything, I am thankful for a savior who lives.
Happy Easter to all!

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April 18, 2014

Good Friday

"Teach me, O Lord, to glory in my cross. Teach me the value of my thorns. Show me how I have climbed to You through the path of pain. Show me it is through my tears I have seen rainbows."
-George Matheson

A woman stopped me at the beach last week.  I was cleaning the sand off of Silas, getting ready to leave. She tentatively approached me, afraid of offending me, and asked if she could talk to me about adoption. (I guess it's pretty obvious that Silas is adopted.) She told me that she and her husband have been dealing with infertility and are thinking of switching gears to adoption. She shared her heartache and the physical and emotional pain she has experienced in her infertility journey. I told her we also walked that road and how I know those feelings well. She expressed genuine surprise and relief at hearing that someone actually understood what she's going through. Infertility is such an isolating experience, and I could sense how alone she feels. But I also saw hope and excitement in her eyes, as she heard our story and saw for herself how beautiful adoption is and that she is not alone in her struggle.  I gave her my information and I haven't stopped praying for her since. 

And there it was....glory in my cross and value in my thorns.

My worst days as a parent are a thousand times better than my best days dealing with infertility.  The sleepless nights are far more bearable than the many nights I cried myself to sleep, only to have to wake up to the same reality again. There are definitely hard days with parenting, but our infertility journey puts those days into perspective.  Just like every other parent, we have to deal with the sleep training and the crying and the baby who won't nap, or who wakes up every hour of the night or who just needs to be held all day. And I'm sure that the list will get longer and harder as he gets older.  And this all could seem so terribly mundane and tiring and HARD, if I had not been given the time to realize just how badly I wanted it. The days of struggle have made me grateful...more grateful than I would have been without them.

Through my tears, I have seen rainbows.


"May I never boast except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me and I to the world."
Galations 6:14

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April 9, 2013

Easter 2013

I have been very busy getting ready for our first home study interview, which is TOMORROW, so I haven't really gotten around to blogging.  But, I am giving myself a minute to sit down and do a post about Easter before it's too late.  So, here it is, short and sweet.
Easter was at the Pacific Amphitheatre, as per usual.  It was once again an excellent service.  I love it every year.  After the service, we headed over to my aunt and uncle's house, where some of us slept (it was a work day for him, after all, and he had to be up before dawn) and some of us played a rousing game of Dominoes. 

Here's a recap of our Easter service....
I asked Kim if she wants to try out to be a dancer with me next year.  She said yes.  What? You didn't know we are dancers? Hello...have you seen us?  We totally get it from our parents.
Because this video never gets old....


March 30, 2013

An Easter Devotion

Nick wrote a devotional letter to our church for Easter, and after much review, I decided that it was decent enough to be posted on such a prestigious blog as this.  Plus, I like to take partial credit for the devotional, seeing as how I edited it.  Nick might be an eloquent writer and speaker, but he's not too good at knowing where to put his commas.
{Nick teaching at our church on Good Friday}

Here you go....Enjoy!

Dear Church Family,

I seem to find myself writing these covenant devotionals around the holidays, so this week leading up to Easter I was thinking about the cross.  I noticed how the cross is a familiar symbol for us as Christians. So familiar, that it can breed apathy or disinterest, which makes it difficult to see our lives in light of the cross.  The reality is, our identity in Christ is cross-shaped.  We are a cruciform people as followers of Jesus.  So this letter, or devotional, is a humble effort to dust off one of our most familiar Christian words. 

Death by crucifixion was a common execution device used by the Roman Empire in the first century A.D.  It involved pounding stakes through the wrists and ankles of the victim and into the wood beams from which they “hung”.  Death did not come fast with this process, and some accounts record individuals living for days until they died from exposure or blood loss.  This process was specifically reserved for non-Romans, foreigners, and ethnic peoples who had been conquered by the Roman Empire and consequently were forced to live under the rule of Caesar.  As you might imagine, these conquered peoples attempted rebellion from time to time, but in the 1st century A.D., Rome proved very successful at stomping out these revolts.  So, crucifixion became an effective tool used by Rome in the outer reaches of the empire to squash revolts and uprisings that welled up among oppressed people groups.  There were certainly more efficient methods of killing someone, but the brutality and shame of crucifixion was excellent propaganda for the Roman Empire.  The hanging bodies of ethnic rebels and insurrectionists communicated quite clearly the consequences of trying to revolt against Rome.  Caesar was King, and periodic crucifixions seared this reality into the minds of everyone living under his rule.  So, the cross was a symbol of death and profound shame, continually reminding the Jewish people that things just hadn’t gotten much better since returning from exile.  Sure, they lived in the “promised land”, but they were still subservient to Rome, and they lived as a defeated people.

Fast-forward two thousand years or so.  Mindy and I are running errands the other day, and on the wall of the office building where we were hung a crafty, decorative sign with a jeweled cross and the words: “be happy, love life, live well.”  Hopefully, our brief foray into the 1st century helps us see the banal irony of a jeweled cross, pictured next to trite, feel-good truisms.  Somehow, a Roman torture device has morphed into a marketable logo for our generalized pursuit of the “good life.”  Maybe you’re doing what I did, and you’re smugly patting yourself on the back for not owning “Christian” kitsch like this.  We know what the cross is really about.  But do we?  Does the cross shape the way we see our life?  Don’t we want Jesus on our terms?  Don’t we want the Christian life to make us happy, to fix our problems, and get us to heaven?  Don’t we get angry and impatient when God doesn’t follow our plans?  If we’re honest, I think we understand and appreciate what Jesus did on the cross, but like this sign, we don’t really want the offense and suffering of the cross to mark our lives.  We are all sorting through our selfish love of Jesus, where we love him for what he does for us, rather than loving him and following him because He IS.

In his letter to the Corinthians Paul says the cross is foolishness to the world around us, but we preach Christ crucified anyway.  There is a reason Paul doesn’t preach Jesus raised from the dead before preaching Jesus crucified.  We don’t get resurrection Jesus without crucified Jesus.  This means we, as his followers, don’t get a resurrected life without a crucified life or a cross-shaped life.  In John’s gospel Jesus explains it this way: “The hour has come for the Son of Man to be glorified.  Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit. Those who love their life will lose it, while those who hate their life in this world will keep it for eternal life.  Whoever serves me must follow me….”  Our lives are compared to kernels of wheat, which must be buried and die in order to live and multiply.  This is a wonderful image, because it connects our death, our turning from sin, addiction, and brokenness with growth and flourishing.  This is the only way to understand our sin.  It’s not about what we have to give up.  It’s about the abundant life we step into when we allow the Spirit to “put to death the misdeeds of the body” (Rom. 8). 

During Easter, we celebrate the stunning reality that God’s rule crashed into earth through Jesus’ life, death and resurrection.  But we can’t forget how heaven crashed in- by way of the cross, by way of foolishness, shame, humility and death.  This was the only way to atone for our sin and the world’s brokenness.  The cross reminds us that we’re forgiven and it’s the only way if we’re to live as his disciples.   So, this Easter, as we contemplate and celebrate the death and resurrection of our Lord, would the cross give us courage and strength to see the ways we must die.  And would the resurrection give us eyes to see and to hear God’s Spirit inviting us to new life.   


In Christ,

Nicholas Kinnier

April 12, 2012

Easter 2012

Easter Sunday started with our church service at the Pacific Amphitheatre.
Other than my shoulders getting burnt to a crisp, the service was amazing.  It always, always is.  But, the highlight was definitely getting to see Nick baptize a handful of the hundreds that were baptized that day.....so cool.
After church, we headed over to my sister Amy's place to have some lunch and relax for a little bit.  While we were there, she surprised us with Easter baskets.  So unexpected and nice.
We were poor little orphans this year without our parents to celebrate with, and we were also missing Kristina and Sean.  But, the four of us made due.
And, really it wasn't just the four of us.  We ended the evening having dinner with the rest of the family at my aunt and uncle's house.  It's so nice to have a big family.  It was a lovely, low-key Easter, celebrating Jesus and being with family.

"So then, since we have a great High Priest who has entered heaven, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to what we believe.  This High Priest of ours understands our weaknesses, for he faced all of the same testings we do, yet he did not sin.  So let us come boldly to the throne of our gracious God.  There we will receive his mercy, and we will find grace to help us when we need it most."
Hebrews 4:14-16

This was awesome:


April 25, 2011

Happy Easter!

We had a very nice Easter Sunday.
We spent the morning at our church's Easter services at the Pacific Ampitheater, where Francis Chan spoke....so good!
After the Easter services, Nick and I gave each other Easter baskets....this is the first time we have done that.
We had a bit of a lonely Easter this year.  We didn't feel lonely, but a lot of people were missing.  Kim is in Italy right now, but we got to Skype with her for a little while in the afternoon.  And, Kristina, of course, is in Atlanta since she lives there now.  My parents, Amy, Aunt Karen, Aunt Betty and Grandma came over to have dinner.
And then we had a bit of a lazy Easter evening.  It was actually very nice.
I hope you all had a joy filled Easter!

"Then, when our dying bodies have been transformed into bodies that will never die, the Scripture will be fulfilled:
'Death is swallowed up in victory.
Oh death, where is your victory?
Oh death, where is your sting?'
For sin is the sting that results in death, and the law gives sin its power.  But thank God!  He gives victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ."

1 Corinthians 15:54-57
(New Living Translation)