The older I get, the more this holiday means to me.
My children will be waking up soon. The baskets are hidden and so are the more than 3 dozen colored eggs. We’re having Easter dinner with friends, complete with ham and all the fixings. Addie has a new dress and little white gloves. My camera is ready, but without the opportunity to attend church and reflect and be grateful for the life, death and resurrection of my Savior, everything else wouldn’t mean very much.
The verses found in Luke 24: 5 and 6 may be my most favorite in The New Testament, they are at least in the top five. One of the plastic eggs tucked inside each of my children’s baskets is an empty one. This little tradition grows sweeter and sweeter each year, as I listen to older children explain the symbolism to younger ones–the egg is empty, because the tomb was empty.
I hope that you enjoy a blessed and Happy Easter with those that you love.