God, this is good.

Imagine working a really long hard day. Then imagine coming home to a gigantic glass of red wine and the best slice of pizza you ever had. The title of this post is supposed to be said out loud as if you are living in that moment. Sounding more like, "Gaahd, this is goood".

This moment I experienced while spending time with my family in Butler, New Jersey over easter. I was sitting in the backyard of my aunts house listening to my Mom retell a John Piper sermon to my brother, cousin, and step Dad. The air smelled sweet of Bradford Pear trees and Cherry Blossoms while the night was heavy with warmth. I watched my dog jump around the yard in freedom; celebrating being off his leash and out of the city of Philadelphia.

As I got a sudden need for a change of pace I walked back into my Aunts house to join in the conversation she and my brothers girlfriend Katie were having. As I sat there listening in on their conversation about the Lord and our lives as women I suddenly had the feeling of comfort and love. I walked away from a conversation about how amazing the Lord is into a conversation about how amazing the Lord is. The slow steady thought of how blessed I am by a family that seriously loves the Lord enclosed around me. I relished in the moment and let out a sigh of peace as I heard my heart say, "God, this is good."