A framed photo of me , my sisters & Mom; early 70's .... notice the bell bottoms LOL.
Easter - the crucifixion and resurrection of Christ our Lord.
Our Savior.
Growing up Easter was just about the bunny, egg hunt, and the ham dinner. I then was introduce to Jesus Christ and began a journey as His Child. I read the story from the Bible but never really understood Jesus's beating and hanging till I watched the movie " Passion of the Christ' produced by Mel Gibson. My walk with Jesus is a personal one and one that I felt hard to share - how can I believe in someone that I can't see or feel or hear; how do I explain I do. So I kept my relationship personal.
When my children where little we colored eggs on Saturday, had the egg hunt, made a nice ham dinner. Not being an avid church goer - there was always some stupid reason why we didn't go. I really didn't know how to explain God to my kids. 'Just Because ' didn't really explain who God is. I still have no words on how to explain this love. But I am learning how to express more of who I am as a child of God.
I have said to a small circle of family and friends that we celebrate Christmas - His Birth, for at least a month.... I do. The decorating, baking, making, giving, and gathering of Christmas is important, having a month long party of this miracle. Now how is it that Easter is not celebrated with the same exuberance ? Virgin Birth, Crucifixion, Resurrection all so very important. I have wanted to do this for a while make my - in the past - weekend celebration to a week long, to a month long celebration; only I haven't quite gotten there yet. My kids have grown up and since I never really put a high value - celebration wise with my kids, schedules and home makes for what I envision difficult to happen. I've decorated and made, wondered of the gathering - that schedule thing again;
so I tell myself maybe next year.
( this is not my picture I found it several years
ago and downloaded to use as inspiration)
Today I will share a few spots of Easter Spring done around the house.
Have a blessed Easter
until next,
Mia









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