No matter where you are…I’d like to wish you and yours a very Happy Resurrection Day, for this is the true meaning of this holiday.
We spend so much time buying candy and Easter baskets, giving praise to a bunny rabbit, many people have no clue of why this holiday is so very important.
For folks like myself, who grew up in the south or the Midwest, Easter was a very special time.
I have fond memories of rising up early to old gospel sounds from people like Mahalia Jackson, The Dixie Hummingbirds, Albertina Walker, Inez Andrews, Sister Mattie Moss Clark, The Mighty Clouds of Joy, The Clark Sisters, et al. Smells of eggs, bacon, pancakes, French toast, hash-browns and sausage would fill the air. There would be a heavenly and joyful presence and everyone prepared for the Lords’s Day. Bright colors were the typical choice: various shades of pinks, lavenders, yellow, orange and white adorned the bodies of the mothers, grandmothers, and girls. Pretty ribbons were always festive and creative, giving the various arrangements of styles in little girl’s heads. The men were sharp. The sea of big hats made Easter always seem like a parade as one arrived at church. The Joy of the Lord was our strength.
Today, no one mentions what Easter is really about. In this secular humanist world, it is all but side-stepped, as to the reason why Easter is celebrated: John 3:16, For God So Loved The World, That he gave his only son, for whoso believeth in him, should not perish. Jesus died on the cross on Good Friday. Then 2 days later, he rose. His sacrifice was God’s gift to save a dying world that was in danger of being lost to Hell. The blood of Christ was the ransom that was paid for man’s sin.
The media has changed the spiritual meaning to one of just another day to shop for stuff.
I haven’t forgotten the meaning of Easter and although I love chocolate; it was not the Easter Bunny that died for me.