Easter

Easter is such a special time of year. We get to reflect on the risen Savior and the marvelous blessing He gave to us. Since He was able to rise from the dead, we too, will all be resurrected at that great day. It's a marvelous gift, that just because we chose to come to this Earth, we are rewarded with eternal life. People, good or bad, young and old, Catholic or Jewish, Latter-Day Saint or atheist, will all be given the opportunity to rise again. I found this awesome quote by C.S. Lewis about the resurrection:

He came to the conclusion that there are only three possibilities [concerning Jesus as the true Messiah]. Jesus Christ claimed to be God. Therefore, to say He is just a "good man" or "great teacher" is to call him a liar. Any sane person who would claim to be God, but who in fact, is not, must then be a madman - a lunatic! If Christ is neither a liar nor a lunatic, then there is only one other possible conclusion - He must be the Lord!

So in the midst of all this, the question must be asked: Where the heck did that Easter Bunny come from? I did a little research, and apparently, like most holidays celebrated today, Easter originated from a pagan holiday worshiping the goddess Eastre, the goddess of fertility and springtime, and her earthly symbol was the rabbit. The pagans worshiped the rabbit, believing it to be Eastre's earthly incarnation. When the pagans were converted to Christianity, the pagan holiday, which occurred around the same time as the Christian memorial of Jesus' resurrection from the dead, was combined with the Christian celebration and given the name Easter.

The birth of holidays and traditions is very interesting to read and learn about. But, with that being said, here is how we celebrated our Easter. With an egg hunt!



Yup, the youngest to participate in this house-wide hunt was 16, the oldest being Greg, at 23. You'd think we'd all take it easy and just have fun, since we're supposed to be more mature. But OH NO! We tore through the house diving for eggs:

This is me doing all I can to get the eggs before Greg did. He was a master at finding them, and he CLEANED UP! He had the biggest haul out of everyone.

Searching for more eggs.


Peace returned once again to the household after all (well, most all-some may be lost in our home forever) the eggs were found. We were able to enjoy our candy. Mom came back with our Easter baskets that had the traditional can of silly string. So, naturally, we all ran outside and had a silly string war on the trampoline.


Here we are collaborating....Megan told us not to spray her and everything would be alright.


We didn't uphold to that rule. Also, if you look, I'm getting Greg pretty good.


But of course, revenge is a...well, not fun.


All in all, it was a great Easter. And it was so fun to share our family traditions (the few there are) with Greg. I hope he and I can have lots of fun traditions like these with our kids.