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Happy Easter! This has been an unbelievably packed, long, busy, refreshing and great weekend. I told you about Friday’s goodness, and yesterday was great as well. We spent some time in the morning with Mom and Dad L. and then found some great deals at a garage sale up the street where, among other things, we found a lawn mower and a love-seat. “Why do we need these things?”you may ask. Well, we got to see the inside of our dream house in East Nashville and put in an offer yesterday afternoon. All signs point to us buying this house and moving in May. The house is great! I described the cute outside on Friday, and the inside is just as great. It will be the perfect place to live and host guests and have friends over. We’re anxious to hear tomorrow what the owners think of our offer.

Another wonderful thing happened yesterday. A man named Gary that was in our Perspectives class (see the link on our connexions page for more info) called Adam because he was at Caffiene and saw his paintings up. We had been intending to reconnect with Gary since the class ended in January, but this was our first chance. We met up with him at the coffee shop, and he told us about an opportunity this August to go to Saint Petersburg, Russia with a team to work with an orphans’ camp and lead special music educational programs. There is a whole lot more that we talked about, a lot of future possibilities to work with Russians, but as they become more of a reality to us, we’ll tell you about them. We had a conversation with Gary that filled us with joy and excitement and hope for the possibilities of service. He is very dear, and we look forward to working with him.

It’s interesting how we had such wonderful consecutive days, but last night Adam and I both had disturbing nightmares. I dreamed about us interacting with a guy who was ready to kill this girl, then we talked him down, only to have to watch him look for a new target. In my second dream last night, I dreamed that I predicted a fatal plane crash but had no way to prevent it or warn anyone. It was very disturbing. Adam dreamed that a man (a real person from his past that we hope to never encounter) wrote him a threatening letter and told him that he is now in Nashville. We were pretty wigged out that we both had such disturbing dreams, especially in light of the marvellous days we’ve been having. It makes sense, thought, once you think about it. We’re making progress in some huge aspects of life. We are buying a house, a home in which we will exhibit hospitality and the love of Christ. We are also continuing the conversation in some concrete terms about missions service. If we believe in God (which we do), we believe in his enemy, and the enemy’s job is to steal our joy and distract us from our task. Sometimes bad dreams come from eating before bed, but sometimes they come from the temptor.

We chose to let go of the dark night and live in the light of Jesus’ resurrection today. He is risen! Happy Easter. We had a glorious day, celebrating in church, napping at home, Adam played cards with our dear neighbor Andy (we’re going to miss Andy when we move, but he’s moving soon too), I called some family and friends to say hello and to touch base, then we picked KC and Gene’ returning from their honeymoon up from the airport. The rest of the evening was spent with Mom and Dad L., Granny Nita and her best friend Dot. Mom made an amazing meal, like she always does. We had a really nice time hanging out with them. Family is good. I missed my side of the family, but I know they’re all having fun. My parents went to visit Jeff and Meg in Southern California this week. Some people have it rough.

Altogether and in the details, it has been an extraordinary weekend. I can’t believe it has only been a few days. I read a quote today on a magnet for sale at Wild Oats. Abe Lincoln said, “It’s not the amount of days in your life that counts, it’s the amount of life in your days.” We’ve definitely lived this weekend.

By the way, I know these are long entries. I know that I hate to read long entries by people, so I understand. However, I’ve taken a liking to this, and I think I may continue processing in this way. So, read what you like, skip what you want, and I won’t quiz you on it. Take care and much love.

-Jessica