For as long as I can remember, I’ve celebrated Easter. As I child, my mother would dress my sister and I up in matching dresses, usually with a matching hat or bow. We would wear our special white gloves and fancy shoes. Even as a child, I knew this day was special. But for me, it was all about the egg hunt.
As I grew up, I began to truly understand the meaning of Easter and paid much more attention to the real reasoning behind why we celebrated it. However, I still looked forward to my overly competitive egg hunt with my sister and searching the house high and low looking for our Easter baskets.
And it wasn’t until recent years that I began to understand the significant importance of Good Friday. I think most people tend to lump all of Holy Week into one day. But when you stop and pay attention to each day within Holy Week, I think it makes the whole experience much more meaningful. Continue reading