Grant

The irony is that my last post was about remembering and how important it was to me because of the friends I've lost along the way. It's always the good ones isn't it. Only the good die young, or something like that. I am all cried out so I'm going to save my reflections for another time- but all that to say- my precious friend Grant passed away last night. He went home to be with Jesus as Matt so confidently explains, and it's times like these that I am so grateful for that confidence.

Grant is the funniest, most irreverant, kindest most geniune person I know. Grant became a Christian in our small group and was baptized with our daughter Sydney. Grant was a fixture in our home, our lives, our hearts. He will be more that missed. The world is duller, more predictable, not nearly as interesting without him in it.

Good stuff

We had a wonderful Easter and a wonderful Lent really. I just love Lent. I love Advent too. I love the anticipation that something remarkable is going to happen. It's almost better than the actual day in my book. I am the kind of person who will receive a gift and leave it wrapped and unopened for days just so I can drag out the excitement and anticipation a little longer.

The thing about Easter is that Easter is every day. Every day He is Risen. Everyday We are set free. We are made whole. We get a do over. But it's not everyday that we remember.

"Do this in remembrance of me" is what we hear said before we take communion. That simple statement gets me every time. The humility of it. Before I became a believer I lost a few people. I used to say "it's just that I know a lot of people who happen to be dead." Young people. Friends. People who should be alive and well, getting married, having kids, living. So remembering is important to me. Always has been. I remember my friends who are gone and in remembering them I relive the joy they brought me.

He was fully God and fully human, and knowing our propensity to forget, He said "Do this in remembrance of me." Whatever it is you need to do. Sit quietly and remember. Sing loudly and remember. Laugh, cry, shout, whisper. Do what you need to do, but never forget.

So chocolate bunnies or not, everyday is Easter if we remember and accept the invitation to believe. Believe-if you are a Jew- like me- the entire history of our people makes perfect sense, and that the Passover has truly passed us over and if we choose to believe we are spotless in the eyes of God- not because of how good we are or how well we do but because God himself paid our tab out of simple love. If you are a Gentile you can simply choose, no birthright needed, no family tree- just a little faith.

That's all. Here's some pictures from Easter.


Love y'all, Cameron

Life of Christ

Friends,



Thursday and Friday of this week are the two soberest days in the Christian calendar.




Thursday marks the day Jesus sweat blood in the Garden of Gethsemane and was arrested, and Friday the day he was crucified. Without those two events the empty tomb couldn’t have happened. The empty tomb is our hope- that Death itself was defeated and all of humanity has access to live life without fear-- in the knowledge that we are covered by Grace and transformed through Faith.



This Thursday and Friday night our Grace worship band will perform The Life of Christ- an hour long candlelight service featuring classic hymns, the music of Patty Griffin, Brooke Fraser and Robbie Seay, video worship by Brian Mann and The Work of The People, scriptures, and testimonies of healing from Terry and Kimberly Richter. Senior Pastor Doug Ferguson will offer a brief reflection and we will take communion together.



Together, we will tell the greatest story ever told-- the Life of Christ.



Please join us. Bring a friend. This will be a powerful and passionate hour of worship.





Maundy Thursday, April 9 @ 7pm



Good Friday, April 10th @ 6pm





Founder’s Chapel @ Grace Presbyterian Church

10221 Ella Lee Lane (corner of Westheimer and Beltway 8)

Houston 77042

713.781.7615

www.houstonsgrace.org/easterconcerts







Every Blessing,



Cameron