I have some wonderful memories of Easter when I was a child that I would like to share with you. We were always up early on Easter Sunday for sunrise service and a huge breakfast afterward. Yep, I admit that the food was an enticement for me to get up before dawn. Also, I'll acknowledge once I was at the service, which was outdoors, watching the sun come up made me glad to be there and put me in the mood for the words spoken about the resurrection of God. How could anyone deny a greater power with all that beauty surrounding them. Not me.
After the sunrise service, we went home and changed into our Sunday best and headed to Sunday school, and then church services. Next, we went to Grandma's house for dinner where we always had fried chicken and all the other good fattening stuff to go with it. My mouth melts at the thought of homemade ice cream, hot pies and cakes for dessert. Yum!
After dinner, we were handed baskets and told to find the Easter eggs hidden in the back yard, or if it was cold the eggs were concealed in the house. We had real hard boiled eggs not the plastic kind. You can't imagine the squeals and excitement expressed when someone found a colored egg. It was great fun.
Before the day was over, we were eating again. In those days, we ate a lot, and it was all good. LOL Most people worked very hard back then, so they didn't gain a lot of weight. They were lucky that way.
Easter was a wonderful day filled with beauty, love and family. How did you celebrate Easter when you were a child? Was it happy for you?
Have a great week everyone. See you next Sunday, and thanks for visiting me today.
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