I was thinking back to being a kid at Easter. Oh the anticipation! Oh the joy of what was in the basket. Oh the outfit! Yep, rain or shine you had those new patent shoes that came with a free blister, and short sleeved poofy dress to help you freeze all morning at church. And what ever got in to my family to give me a a baby chick to celebrate is mind boggling to me now that I have had kids. What were they thinking? We did not live on a farm!
I remember ENJOYING my self being a kid. And I know I heard the Message of Jesus on all of those Easter’s. The seeds were planted.
On this Easter may you remember Easter through the eyes of a child.
May your Messages be child targeted- remembering the WONDER in kids. At the right time Jesus died for us. He conquered death and is King. Tell it. Tell it real good like! (kid language)
PS Give peeps not chicks to a child. Trust me, I know.
