Yes, you read that correctly. No, I didn’t make a typo. My 3-year-old calls ‘Easter eggs’ “bunny eggs”. I think it’s quite endearing, myself.
As my son and I were perusing Wal-Mart this morning in search of a few necessities, we stumbled upon the candy and Easter bunny section of the store. My Little hasn’t really received a fully loaded Easter basket, per se. We have traditionally hunted eggs at a formal egg hunt, as well as within our own backyard. Rather than celebrating the fictitious Easter bunny, I like to think of the whole “egg hunt” tradition as a celebration of Spring. To me, the commercialized Easter bunny seriously cheapens the true meaning of Easter, which is Christ’s death, burial and resurrection, affording believers life eternal with our Savior.
So, with all this in mind, rather than indulging in all the commercialism, I decided to purchase 12 plastic eggs. I have now filled each one with different Scripture of the biblical account of the real Easter story, along with some trinkets to aid in bringing the story to life for my son. I’m really excited about it! These “resurrection eggs” as they’re called aren’t anything new. In fact, they can be bought already filled, or you can make them on your own, as I chose to do. As I’ve been preparing these eggs, my son has been very curious even leading him to ask questions.
Statistically speaking, we as parents have an incredibly small window in which to teach our children about Jesus and hopefully lead them to Christ. I am convicted to not waste any time. I’m not trying to be a spoiler of all things fun; I just want to make every moment count. I don’t want to glaze over the truth for the fun.
Take a moment to ponder: Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” (John 14:6)
Happy Easter as we celebrate the risen Savior, the reason for our hope!