Easter is one of those holidays, much like Christmas, where you don't fully understand its importance until you're an adult. When you're a child, you dress up in your best clothes for Easter Sunday and hear the stories of the resurrection of Christ in church. You also see the non-religious side of things, with the Easter bunny, hiding and seeking eggs, and receiving egg-shaped chocolates and candies in your Easter basket. Your brother and you fight over who gets the Cadbury Chocolate Eggs. Your parents take your family on an Easter picnic lunch of fried chicken and the fixings after Sunday church service. You go about the holiday, enjoying nature and the pretty Spring weather. But, especially when you're a child, it's hard to really take to heart the importance of Easter and what it means at its core.
Not to get too terribly deep (this is a food blog after all), but our family found real importance in these things, like the true meaning of Christian holidays. (See Momma's blog post last year on Easter.) I think as kids, we have this innocent idea of what life and celebrating holidays is about. And when we grow up, we realize that the things our parents taught us and by taking us to church at an early age was one of the best things they could ever do for us. I'm thankful for my Momma and Daddy and their strong faith and respect for the Bible and to follow its teachings. The truth of the matter is, Christ died for us and saved us from a life of sinfulness, and then He rose from the dead. Easter both commemorates and celebrates that truth. Of course that's a lot to swallow as a child. So maybe it's appropriate that you're introduced to these things as kids and only really understand it when you're older. It's about the gravity of what God did for us by sending his Son to die for us. It's both heartbreaking and life saving.
I'm so thankful to understand the true meaning of Easter. The chocolate eggs, the picnics and fried chicken, the bunny rabbits - that's all fun to enjoy. It's because of Christ that we can enjoy those things. Because this is my first Easter without my Momma, the truth of Christ's resurrection has held an even more crucial place in my life. I know that Momma is in Heaven with God. I know that because God sent his Son to die for us, we can be saved from an eternity apart from Him. And I know my Momma believed in her Savior and is with Him today. I know I will see God someday too, and I'll see my Momma again. That gives me so much JOY and reason to celebrate! It is with that hope that I hold on to and can fully experience the wonderful truth of Jesus's death and resurrection. That He lives. And she is with Him. And my heart is at peace knowing that truth.
This truth is reason for celebration, and Momma always said our family celebrates best with food - especially sweet desserts! One of our family's all-time favorite desserts is Peanut Butter Cookies. I can't tell you how many times I've eaten Momma's Peanut Butter Cookies over the years. Baked or raw dough, I love it all. And so does the rest of my family. Peanut Butter Cookies remind me of my Momma, and this Easter I am reminded not only of my Momma but also her presence with our risen Lord. I am so thankful for the hope we are given and the JOYful celebration that commences because of this hope!