Growing up as a child I remember many Easter Sunday’s. As much as I was excited about getting an Easter basket in the morning filled with goodies, although I never liked hard boiled eggs, the things I remember as an adult were the times spent with Grandma and Grandpa and going to church with them. We would all dress up in nice clothes, head to the church, and we would sing songs and listen to some guy talk about Jesus. I honestly did not get most of what was going on, but I did understand one thing. I understood that somehow and some way, God loved me.
This lesson became real to me in my teenage years. My parents didn’t get along real well and so when I was 12 they decided to get a divorce. Honestly it was probably for the best, however at the time, I was lost and didn’t know what to think. I decided to try drugs and alcohol and was heading down the wrong path. It was at this time that I remembered the message of Easter Sunday. I gave my life to the Jesus that was spoken about on those very memorable Easter Sunday’s.
Years later I responded to the call of God and went to Bible College. Later I met and married the mother of my kids. That marriage lasted 16 years and then ended in the tragedy of divorce. Once again I had felt lost and alone and that I had been let down by the God I had served. In fact I told Him to take a long walk off a short pier forgetting that He walks on water. Then a Southern Baptist pastor reached out to me and reminded me of the Easter message. God loved all of us, including me so much, that He gave us Jesus. Once again Easter Sunday started to mean something to me. I fell in love with Easter Sunday.
Today I am starting to think about Easter Sunday. The bright dresses and the men actually cleaning up and looking presentable make me smile. Not that you have to dress up to impress God or other people. It is just that it is nice to once in a while put on your Sunday best. I am going to miss my Grandma’s ham dinner, since she has since gone on to be with Jesus. I am even going to miss my ex-wife’s lamb. This will be my first Easter alone in quite a while so I am going to make a choice. I am going to enjoy the kids and all their energy. I am going to do my best to share a message with my church that is understandable by all. I am going to sing at the top of my lungs even though they kicked me off the worship team. I am going to have a great Easter Sunday and do you know why?
For the love of Easter Sunday
Blessings to you all!