Sunday, April 8, 2012

Happy Easter

When I was a child I'm sure my first thoughts of Easter were egg hunts.  Oh how much fun we had hunting those eggs.   There were new Easter dresses, shoes and sometimes hats and little white gloves.  Mother always cooked a special meal for Easter Sunday and it always included ham along with chicken and dressing.  We always went to church anyway, so going on Easter Sunday was nothing new, but it was an extra special day.  I learned the true meaning of Easter early in life but didn't fully understand until I was older.  

Dottie Rambo penned it perfectly when she wrote the lyrics to If That Isn't Love.  If you're not familiar with the song, you should take a minute and find it online.  I love that song and I am so happy and thankful  that He loved little ole me enough to die so I could live with him eternally.   His sacrifice for us was so much more than what he asks in return.  I fail miserably when it comes to doing all He asked.  Today, especially, I'm reminded of that.  Easter is certainly a day that brings my sins to the forefront of my mind and they hang over my head and I feel ashamed.  Once again, I must ask God to forgive me.  

Andrew will be coming over later today.  I'll be cooking our Easter dinner and we'll have an egg hunt!  I can only imagine how much fun he'll have looking for those eggs.  I have a feeling I'll have just as much fun watching!   I remember well how much fun my boys had when we'd gather at my parents' house for Easter.  All the grands had a hard time waiting for Easter lunch to be finished so they could go find eggs.  I miss those days.  I hope they never forget them.  I know I won't.  Most important, though, I hope they never forget the real meaning of Easter.

Happy Easter. 


2 comments:

Dayle ~ A Collection of Days said...

Easter is my favorite day of the year. More than any other holiday, it evokes memories of childhood, and how we celebrated the resurrection of Jesus Christ. I sometimes wish to be back in those days, but how great to have a grandchild to share special times with. I know Andrew will never forget the memories you make with him.

Gayle said...

Dittos to everything twin sister said. So many fond memories. Hugs to you, friend. And P.S.: God loves a repentant heart.