Monday, April 15, 2019
Happy Monday, my dear friends and welcome to my Monday Blog!
Next Sunday many of us will be celebrating Easter and what it means to us. For a long time, growing up, I had mixed emotions about Easter as a result of my childhood memories of my very first Easter…
I was five years old and was just like any other little one, so excited about the Easter Bunny coming to my house. Actually, I figured that was the sole reason for Easter – I was only five. The Easter Bunny comes to your house and leaves you an Easter basket filled with goodies and on top of that, you get to dye hundreds of boiled eggs, a grown-up hides them all over the yard and all the kids rush around to find as many as possible. Right?
As it turned out, my first Easter was not quite what I had expected. My Daddy came home totally wasted, aka “drunk-as-a-skunk”, after waiting for him for two days to come home at all. Here’s the short version from that point on:
My father was an alcoholic and nothing came before his drinking. That was the most important thing on earth to him. Still not totally sure of the WHY, however, he did his very best to insure whatever holiday it was, alcohol would be involved and the wonderful event was overshadowed by his less-than-loving, wild drunken behavior.
Home Sweet Home…what a way to live, right?!
So that first Easter of mine at five years old, left me with some pretty horrific images of my father and sadly, Easter. Let’s put it this way, it was a far cry from Easter at the Nelson house, as in “Ozzie and Harriet.”
Life goes on though, and God has His miraculous ways of showing us what can be if we accept His Son, Jesus Christ as our Savior. At age eleven, I did just that…and on an Easter Sunday, too. Wouldn’t you know it, God in all His wisdom, forever changed my sad memory of Easter to one of awe and glory through His Son, my Savior, Jesus Christ.
As the years passed, and I learned more and more about Jesus and why Easter is so incredibly important to the World, that my sad childhood memories of my very first Easter never come up in my mind anymore except when I’m praising Jesus…like right now with you guys!
What does Easter mean to you? For me, above all else, Easter is all about forgiveness. Jesus had to die on the cross for OUR sins, not His. He paid the ultimate price for our sins – think about that. He was without sin and even as he hung dying on that cross, he cried out to God, His heavenly Father – “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” (as I write these words to you, my heart is breaking). I love Jesus so much, and even though I’m no longer haunted by my first Easter, my heart still breaks every Easter as I relive the Easter story and how my precious Jesus died for all of our sins.
I leave you with this on the week before this Easter: May we all seek Jesus and his undying love for us and pray for His forgiveness, as unlike Him, we are sinners and He is not. He is without sin and He is our Savior. Amen!
“For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believeth in Him shall not perish, but have everlasting life.” – John 3:16
P. S. I finally forgave my Daddy and believe me, that’s a very good thing. EASTER is a time for forgiveness. YOU can do it!
GOD is Good! GOD is Great!! Always!!!
I love you,