Usually we attend church for Easter but this year Brooke and I decided to do something drastically different. This year we decided to be the hands and feet of Christ by going out to feed the homeless. For me the church’s traditions of Easter Sunday have become monotonous. There’s usually an early service, followed by a breakfast, followed by another service. Oh and how can I forget, a message about an empty tomb and a risen Christ who paid the price for our sins.

This year we decided to let Christ be resurrected through our bodies. Saturday night we went grocery shopping and earrrrrrrly Sunday morning we rose, not from the dead but to make sandwiches/bagged lunches. Watch the video as we shed light on our experience.