Easter is Coming!

My favorite holy day! Beats Christmas as well! Nothing better than what Jesus did for us!

You would think the favorite holiday in America would be one of two days, Christmas, or Halloween. It seems to be one or the other. While Christmas is losing its meaning and becoming a total money game, buy, buy, buy; Halloween is growing, at least until the pandemic slowed it down. I don’t see that lasting for long.

I just love the meaning of my holy holidays, the meaning when swimming in the thoughts and feelings that go a long with such beautiful meaningful celebrations it’s just overwhelming. The importance of these days is immeasurable.

If I could go back in time and raise my children in God’s eye’s and with the love and teachings of Jesus, I would. I would change everything. There would be no Santa, but I would still decorate festively, I’ve pictured my deco as if it really happened, lol. We would give humble but lovely gifts, in the name of Jesus, there is no sin in celebrating birthdays. I hope God knows this about me, Christmas always had meaning for me, but i failed to pass it on to my children, to be honest I wasn’t even clear on my own beliefs, having come to the Lord later in life, despite being raised in Sunday school until 9th grade when I was allowed to stop going, for lack of any other kids my age.

Easter is when I have a big dinner to celebrate, it’s not easy though. My family is not saved, born again, or believer’s in anyway. But they love my dinners. So, they come, they eat and fill their tummies. This year I’m throwing in an extra perk, attending Easter morning service with me and my husband. I’m praying that they attend, and hear something, anything. I have been dropping hints to my almost 40-year-old daughter, that she’ll be sending me to my grave without the knowing that she will be joining me in heaven. I think it may be working. I love her so. I cannot imagine doing what I can to guide her, she means too much to me to leave behind. But it’s a fine balancing act, she’s stubborn and has the opportunity to shut me out if I push too hard, so I need desperately to be so very careful.

Saving my daughter is what Easter means to me this year. Amen!

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