A report on the Meads: the children are in bed, 3 asleep, one having a tough night. Mom is nearly asleep as she writes . . . oh yes, resurrection cookies are in the oven. (The girls thought maybe we’d find an angel in front of the oven in the morning or wondered if I put some special ingredient in to make the cookies disappear! They are getting the idea that the tomb was empty!) Peter is in his room in Nigeria, his digestive system is a bit challenged at the moment. He made it through his sermon this morning without tummy problems, but only barely. Please pray for his stomach to settle down (not much chance humanly speaking since he will keep eating the same things that have caused it) and for strength as he is starting to feel really weak since he is so emptied out. He preaches for the last time tomorrow a.m. to the whole group.
Night before Easter
