My parents always kept Easter as a
day to celebrate Christ’s resurrection. That didn’t mean that we didn’t
decorate eggs and have candy though. For
the most part we celebrated with eggs and candy on Saturday and reserved Sunday
to celebrate Christ and spend time with family. I will probably celebrate Easter with my kids
in the same way my parents celebrated it.
I was never told that the Easter
Bunny was real. I always knew that it
was a symbol of the materialistic part of the holiday. However, it was clear
that that wasn’t bad or wrong. If fact, the Saturday before Easter, our
backyard became home to the neighborhood Easter egg hunt. This tradition became
a great way build neighborhood ties. The
point I think my parents tried to make was that the brightly colored eggs
celebration is good, but there is a better thing to celebrate.
I love how my parents celebrate
Easter. As my siblings and I have grown, it has become an a great time to
gather as family and enjoy each other’s company and find joy in our knowledge
of Christ’s purpose in our lives.
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