Stained

Our family gathered with the Stockmans for a spontaneous evening of coloring eggs.

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Children, eager to help, to hold.

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These soft white eggs are gently wrapped in colored silk and immersed in water and vinegar.

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Funny how this Easter tradition of dying eggs involves vinegar. For it was vinegar that last touched the lips of a dying Jesus.

Stained. Beautiful!

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And so are we. Stained. Marked by the blood that covers our sin, and gives us life. Stained. Gently wrapped in grace, immersed in love. We are stained. Beautiful!