I know that in most families it’s tradition to wear frilly dresses and take Easter pictures with your siblings. Oh, and don’t forget about those awful socks with the ribbon and fluff on top. Do y’all remember the hot combs on the stove the night before service while the entire kitchen smelled like burned hair and Blue Magic? LOL We would head to church extra early to make sure we had a seat because this would be the only other day besides Christmas and New Years when the church was packed. My mom’s backed Mac and cheese, candied yams, cabbage and cornbread would be waiting on us after service along with our Easter baskets. Yep. Those were the days, but let’s not get entirely caught up in childhood memories. Today and each day we breathe life we should ensure that we’re in remembrance of the one who sacrificed His life for us on that old rugged cross.
As we prepare ourselves this weekend for Resurrection Sunday, let’s be mindful of the true meaning of the day. When scrolling down my timeline on social media, I see the typical posts of ladies making their hair and nail appointments and battling the crowds and traffic to get those last minute dresses and items for their children’s Easter baskets. Some are spending money they don’t even have for that perfect selfie during Sunday service.
To be honest, this was once me a few years back. I used to make it my duty to have our hair laid and grab matching outfits for church. We attend after church festivities and I would bend over backwards making sure I created Easter baskets for my children. I would slave over the stove cooking a meal for a family of four that looked like I was feeding the multitude.
I did the most just to look good for others and keep up with what everyone else was doing, so much so that I unknowingly dismissed the real reason why we were remembering the day of Christ’s resurrection. I didn’t even bother to sit down with my children to explain to them the purpose of resurrection day because I was so blinded by the activities of the world.
I’m not climbing up on a soap box to tell you not to look good or enjoy your time off from work. What I am saying is let’s take the time to slow down and focus on the pure reason for the season. Christ died not so we can have Easter egg hunts or turn the aisles of the church into a runway during offering time. He died so that you and I would have everlasting life. He died for our transgressions that we may be forgiven no matter how big or small we think we may have sinned. God loved us so much even in our mess and filth that He gave up His son for us. Would you give up your only child to carry the wages of the world? We were bought with the ultimate price. The pain and ridicule that Christ was put through is worth us putting down the things of the world and looking back on where He brought us from.
Take the time out to reflect on what Jesus went through for us. Press the pause button and ensure that your children are just as aware of this ultimate sacrifice. Most of all, lets ensure that our relationship with Christ and the excitement of this holiday goes beyond one day a year.
I may not be speaking to everyone, but this is for someone.