Easter memories don’t have to end once you are grown. I was recently putting together an Easter basket for my niece. (“Ah, how sweet.” you may think.) I was telling my brother we needed to pick up a few more things to fill it out. He says, “You know she is twenty-eight years old.” I said, “That doesn’t matter!”
My momma had some form of Easter basket for me until she was unable to do it herself. Even then, she always wanted me to buy myself something from her for Easter, something to create a memory.
A special set of memories that makes me smile is of Easter egg hunts, the ones following church on Easter Sunday. Undoubtedly, there would be multiple episodes of hiding and finding eggs throughout the afternoon at my grandparents house, but to a five or six year old, searching for Easter eggs in that field behind the church seemed like a grand adventure.
The delight of the experience took center stage. That field was the ideal setting for seeking those hidden egg — some of which contained prizes. There were plenty of hiding places, trees, shrubs, plants, wildflowers, rocks, grassy tufts scattered throughout the field that had grown a little shaggy, (good for hiding small objects you know.)
Every egg placed in that basket, out behind that small country church, was a piece of the puzzle that made up the whole of those Easter Sunday experiences.
It just so happens that I am hoping to be there, at that same church, to experience Easter this year. I’m not certain if they still do the children’s Easter egg hunt in that field, or if that field is even still there, but I am looking forward to the feeling of being in a place that is so sentimental and so special to my childhood.
Unless you belong to Christ and understand the sacrifice He made for you, Easter Sunday may not seem like much more than childish “Easter egg” memories.
I do have those memories, but I also feel a Jesus sentimentality because I was taught the real reason we celebrate Easter. That came from being taken to church as a child. My love for Jesus didn’t just start when I gave my heart to Him at age eleven. That love was planted in early childhood as I began learning about Him. It has matured into an assurance that strengthens my faith as I grow older.
“14 But you must continue in the things which you have learned and been assured of, knowing from whom you have learned them,15 and that from childhood you have known the Holy Scriptures, which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith which is in Christ Jesus.” 2 Timothy 3:14-15 (NKJV)
If you have children, give them the opportunity to learn about Jesus and receive that assurance.
What better time than Easter to start!
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