When one of the few important women in my life who knows me better than I know myself says something like this, it gets me. It gets me because she gets me. She knows that I do, in fact, appreciate all things Easter. She knows I appreciate it because by God's grace every year I am growing and coming to know Him in a greater way. And because of that and His grace is so doing.. I appreciate all things Easter.
I love a good egg hunt.
I love to hunt for eggs. Who knew something like that could be so entertaining? We started at an early age, and my brother and I would search high and low for the plastic eggs in the front AND back yard after a big dinner. Then the family grew. And so did the number of hunts we would have on a given Easter. We'd have hunt after hunt, though the prize eggs only hit in Round Uno. My last year of seminary Mrs. Bush invited some of the students over for lunch during the middle of the week. She cooked the Easter favorites. While we had dessert, she snuck outside and hid MANY eggs. We had our own baskets. There were prizes. There was candy. And most importantly, there were eggs. Even at 27 or 28, I loved a good egg hunt.
I love a good Easter dinner.
I'm not ashamed to admit I love to eat! Um. Yes. Picnic foods because that's just how we do. Yesterday I found myself saying the following: "I'm not much for the turkey and dressing, but give me some fried chicken and a pimento cheese sandwich, and I'm one happy girl." Tons of run-ons. But that's exactly what I said. To which I immediately walked away thinking - did I just sound like an overeater or a redneck? Whichever.. the point is I love a good Easter dinner.
I love Jesus.
I love Christmas. It's a fun holiday. But that's just where the story begins. I'm partial to a good climax. It's like the cliffhanger at the end of a good drama show. Easter is the climax. Easter isn't the ending because He's coming again! The celebration of the Easter holiday is primarily the celebration of Jesus' death, burial and resurrection. Not about the bunnies folks. I repeat - not. about. the bunnies. It's the answer to Genesis 3:15 and that answer is this: SATAN IS CRUSHED. Death no longer reigns, and we are free in Christ. I have prayed for quite some time that God would help me to fall more in love with Jesus. That's a hard prayer to pray. I want to see immediate answers. The answers were not immediate. However, over time I've been able to see how God is answering that prayer. He has brought me through many a-things just to show me how much He loves me. Two weeks ago, the pastor speaking at church said this: "We have experience after experience to draw us back to the gospel." I couldn't agree more. We have to realize our need for the gospel - our need for grace and forgiveness - our need for Jesus. And because He's given me salvation by grace through faith, I love Jesus.
"Yet HE has now reconciled you in HIs fleshly body through death, in order to present you before Him
holy and blameless and beyond reproach. (free from accusation) Colossians 1:22 Amen.
The egg hunt, the candy -ohhhh the candy, the dresses, the hymns, the food, the scriptures, the Truth, Jesus. - Yes, Mrs. Bush... I do, in fact, love all things Easter.
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