Back in the day when Easter rolled around on the calendar my sisters and I found ourselves shopping for Easter dresses, patent leather shoes, gloves and those lace top socks we would wear on Easter Sunday morning. It was exciting times.
The next morning we would wake up very early and make our way to Sunrise Service. We would try to sit still and listen to the sermon without falling asleep in hopes we would get a nap before dinner. Our day was not complete until we had the after dinner gathering and we children were called upon to share with everyone either what we learned in Sunday School, recite again the speeches we memorized and yes, to even sing one of the old familiar hymns "He Arose", "The Old Rugged Cross", or "Were You There?".
Over the years those traditions changed, but the most important practice in it all still remains the same. Namely, the celebration of Christ's Resurrection. Although I'm so much older the memories are as fresh as they were back then. All of the preparation and fellowship was the closest we came to a family devotion.
We were reminded never to forget the reason Jesus died, and what our daily response to his sacrifice should be. For me these conversations were impactful. Looking back, I can trace the roots of my faith. My family believed and their faith was caught and reinforced with each conversation.
This recollection reminds me that the time we spend with family leaves a lasting impression. Let's not waste the chance to impact our children's spiritual lives. Be intentional. Share your faith and your stories every chance you get!
Anther great post! It's contains a vivid picture of your Easter experience/tradition followed by a call to action to be everyday missionaries in our home. Very insightful.
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