Friday, March 25, 2005

Easter Friday Five

When we were little our mother made holidays very special.
For Easter we all dressed up with pretty dresses, white hats and white gloves.
We had an Easter egg hunt around the house and nice big Easter baskets.
We went to church and afterward had a big meal with the relatives.
It was very Norman Rockwell.

I think tradition makes memories. Those things that are repeated seem to stick.
I happen to like church tradition too.

In the church we attended during my Jr. High and High School years the Easter Service was extremely moving. The service was begun with a huge choir, in white robes, coming in from the back of the church and filing in on all sides, slowing walking to the front and singing.

Christ, the Lord, is risen today, Alleluia!
Sons of men and angels say, Alleluia!
Raise your joys and triumphs high, Alleluia!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply, Alleluia!

(Try not to cry)

I would look forward to this tradition each year.
I wonder if they still do it.

I also like repeating the creeds and hearing the same verses from the pulpit.
Elisabeth Elliot says that with children at least you should stick with the same Bible when teaching and memorizing verses. Makes good sense.

I do like reading from my NASB Bible. But I sure like hearing the King James of my youth. It just sounds right.

Friday Five: The Easter Edition


1. Do you have a fond Easter memory from childhood?
2. What is your favorite Easter Hymn?
3. What is your favorite part of the Easter service?
4. What will you serve for Easter dinner?
5. What will be in the Easter baskets?

This, Good Friday, is the most solemn day of remembering in the Christian church.
But we have the good fortune of knowing that Easter is coming.
And Easter is a day for great rejoicing.

Good Friday has always challenged merely human goodness. Its sad commemoration reminds us that in the face of sin, our goodness avails nothing. Only One is good enough to save us. That he did so is cause indeed for celebration.
Chris Armstrong


Encourage one another,
Donna

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