St. Patrick’s Day finally out of my way, I feel freed up to post about Easter! 🙂
I’ve heard Christians say that they don’t like Easter, because they don’t like the way we celebrate it. And really, how did we get here?
Just as Christmas has somehow become about Santa Claus and presents, Easter has become about eggs and this guy called ‘the Easter Bunny’.
By the way, could anyone tell me what in the world the Easter Bunny looks like? Didn’t think so. Because nobody knows. It’s different in every picture-book. At least Santa Claus has some hard-and-fast characteristics that everyone agrees on! I mean, what color his gloves are and how long his beard is and other such details are arguable, but everyone agrees on the over-all big picture.
So, I understand where the egg-thing came from–new life and everything–but how did we get to the point in which they’re hidden by a rabbit whose only steadfast virtue is his bunniness?
Easter is about Christ. Which is what we’ve been trying (with a little translation help) to tell Lucy. We’re trying to communicate that it’s about new life, new things. New birth.
In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here; he has risen!”
Luke 24:5, 6a