I'm reminded each Spring that all things become new. And with Easter, we are reminded that all that was lost will be restored. It's a poignant season for me personally. Today my phone reminded me of this photo, taken Easter Sunday 5 years ago, before Gabe's health declined. He'd learned how to stand with support, and I was able to capture a photo the kids standing all together. It's so precious. We had no idea what was to come.
One day, our Sunday is coming. Every tear will be wiped from our eyes. We will meet Jesus face to face. And sorrow will be no more. We eagerly await that day.