The rare coincidence of a Saturday post, “T” and the day before Easter brings you:
This weekend, Christian believers celebrate Easter, a holiday whose name may originate among pagan spring festivals, but which retains profound significance for millions of modern Christians around the world. We celebrate the crucifixion, death, and triumphant resurrection of Jesus Christ, whose historical significance marks every life whether or not a person accepts Him as Lord.
Modern celebrations feature everything from candy to the blue marshmallow Peeps slowly hardening on my counter-top this morning. (My husband couldn’t have Easter without them, so there they are.)
When Tesla was very young, we used to buy plastic eggs and hide them on Easter morning. Also on the morning after Easter, the morning before Easter and every other morning, afternoon and evening for about two weeks in either direction. My mother started the tradition when he was two, because she intended to take him to an egg hunt at her club and wanted to ensure he would know what to do when he got there. Tesla not only caught on, but took to it like no other game I remember. The month surrounding Easter became one long egg hunt – which also relieved me of the requirement to actually color real eggs (following a rather nasty incident in which we had to explain that real eggs couldn’t be played with the same way as plastic ones).
Ironically, “egg hunt” had only a vague association with Easter in Tesla’s mind. He knew the eggs were related to Easter, and that we pulled them out around Easter every year, but in his mind they were a separate game – and far too entertaining to be confined to one morning a year.
His cries of delight when he found one (and the conspicuous received the same response as the truly hidden) made it more than worth the effort.
For me, Easter has always marked a season of reflection, gratitude, joy and above all Triumph.
He is Risen. Happy Easter to one and all!
And please share your favorite Easter memories in the comments, I’d love to hear them.
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Happy Easter to you! Definitely a time for reflection. Stay blessed, Amanda
Amanda – Realityarts-Creativity
Happy Easter Amanda! Here’s hoping your basket was full of something other than asparagus!
We always loved Easter as kids. It meant family time. We would drive down to the grandparents for the weekend. We got new dresses and hats ( I love hats!) for church. We would get up extra early for our Easter baskets then go to church. My parents, my grandparents, aunt & uncle & cousins. Then all come back to my grandparents’ house for a family lunch. Then we got to hunt eggs. I always looked forward to Easter. This morning we had Easter at home and now we are heading to the grandparents house for family lunch and then an egg hunt! Continuing the tradition!
Hope you have a blessed Easter
I love hearing that you’re continuing the family tradition. As an adult, I love participating in traditions that have been handed down by my parents (and in some cases, grandparents and great-grandparents). It gives such a great feeling of continuity and connection to past generations and specifically to my family. It’s great that you’re giving the kids such a strong connection to their family – those roots will be very important to them as they grow up.
He is Risen Indeed! Alleluia!!! Have a Blessed Easter!
Amen! Happy Easter to you too, and thank you for stopping by!
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