Happy Easter, Everyone! Tomorrow is Easter Sunday, so I pushed an interview back for Jesus!
Back in 2008 I went through a divorce, but we mentally separated in 2006, and I wanted to know and have a closer relationship with Jesus. I was searching for something that I felt I was missing, but I didn’t know what I was missing?! I learned of Jesus and God back when I was a little girl, but I didn’t really know anything. To this day, I still don’t know much, I want to ensure that I have space to grow and be taught. I was yearning for a deeper connection but didn’t know where to begin. I went on a sub-par quest initially and purchased my very own bible and set out to find who Jesus was for myself.
By this time, I had my fair share of disappointment and lack of confidence in men of the cloth. From a Pastor who was rumored to have gotten his 17 year old babysitter pregnant, to a Pastor who counseled my ex-husband and I knowing that neither of us were ready for marriage, told someone else, but still performed our ceremony, yet never told me. There were other Pastoral disappointments in between, but I have no judgment knowing that anyone can fall from grace. So my goal was to seek and find Jesus for me, myself and I.
Through my journey I learned that Easter is celebrated because it was the day of Jesus’ resurrection. Yea, it’s kind of a big deal! It’s also the end of Holy Week, so people feel renewed and refreshed from old and/or bad habits, that once may have kept them in bondage. Feasts will be had, easter bunnies on the loose, pastels will be worn, but more importantly new beginnings and forgiveness. What I remember as a little girl was being at church for a long time on Easter Sunday. As a kid I would be so excited about Easter because I knew three (3) things would happen 1) we would get dressed very fancy 2) the Easter egg hunt and 3) receive the Easter basket! I thought Easter was Jesus’ birthday and that was the celebration. Everyone would be cleaner than a fresh new pair of Air-Force One’s. The men in their best suits, the ladies with their fancy dresses and big hats, making it impossible to see anything past them. But I enjoyed those ladies because they always had a piece of candy in their purse, if it wasn’t a peppermint, it surely was a butterscotch. I can remember everyone genuinely complimenting each other about their clothes, shoes, and hats. My hair would be pressed straighter than the Deacon’s pant leg, you hear me. All of the children were mini versions of the adults on this day.
I don’t know about any of you but I am so thankful. I believe that God represents all things good, and that Jesus lives within me. Grace, mercy and peace from God the Father and from Jesus Christ, the Father’s son, will be with us in truth and love. 2 John 3. Some people rejoice in celebration of Good Friday, I rejoice knowing that if I stay focused on Him that all of my Friday’s are and will be Good Fridays. I can’t speak for anyone else but I’m super excited about Easter. I’m excited about coloring eggs with my sons, hiding them, and letting them hunt. Yes, we will be in church but I’ve been in church, so I’m just not showing up to rock my Sunday’s best, but I don’t judge if you do. Happy Easter!