I have all good memories of Easter except for one thing--the stupid hats we had to wear. I remember mine was white with a blue ribbon on it and some flowers. I wish I could have found a picture of it to show you, but I couldn't find it. I know I saw one somewhere. Apparently my parents thought it was cute. I never liked dressing up anyhow on Sundays, but Easter was the worst of all!
Anyhow, let's move on to the things I liked about Easter growing up. I remember going to my grandma's house on my mom's side where I was first introduced to delicious chocolate covered marshmallow eggs. My aunt used to work at Towers Candies and they always had some for me. I still love chocolate marshmallow eggs and and not choosy about the brand. The Towers ones were big and the marshmallow was always soft, never hard or stretchy. Those marshmallow eggs were the highlight of Easter for me growing up.
We used to get Easter baskets too. Some years we had to hunt for them which was fun. I remember coloring Easter eggs and using a wax stick to write or draw on them first so the color would stick to that part. I remember making a pretty purple one with my name on it. I always preferred those chocolate covered marshmallow eggs though!
Another thing my mom used to do that impressed me was to bake a lamb cake. It actually looked like a lamb! She had a heavy iron mold that came apart to form the shape. I found it in my dad's attic after he died and I was going through the house getting it cleaned out to sell. I was tempted to keep that, but figured I probably wouldn't be using it anytime soon and Gerard warned me not to bring so much stuff over because he didn't want our house cluttered up like my dad's was. He was afraid with good reason! I got an estate liquidator to come over who gave me what I thought were fair prices for a lot of the junk and furniture too. If you ever have to do this, I strongly recommend calling one of these people.
One of my favorite memories and most fun things we did on Easter was getting up real early, about 5:00 a.m. to go to the sunrise service which I think usually started at 6:00 or 6:30 a.m. It was such a cool atmosphere because it was a small crowd. I always felt it sort of contained the excitement of the first Easter morning when the women went to the tomb and found it empty because Jesus had risen from the dead! Getting up early and going off to church to worship my Savior on Easter morning has always been special to me. I am sorry to say our current church does not have a sunrise service, although they do have an early 8:15 a.m. service every Sunday which I attend.
Easter is extra special for me because it was on an Easter Sunday during Sunday School when I first realized Jesus died for ME--a little girl about 7 years old at the time. Not only that, but he actually rose from the dead and if I trusted in Him, I could go to heaven one day too to be with Him forever! I was so impressed by that and loved Him for it! I thought if Jesus died for me, the least I could do was live for Him! That day I silently prayed repenting of my sin and asked Jesus to be my Savior and help me live for Him all the days of my life. Yes, it was childlike faith, and I hope I always have that simple childlike faith!
What are you favorite memories of Easter? Do you make your kids wear stupid hats? Have a Happy Easter everyone and make some nice memories for your children! Oh, and if you want a personal relationship with God too, click on the tab at the top of my blog that says "Know God."
Part of Mama Kat's Writer's Workshop prompt on 3/28/13: An Easter memory.