I am a little leery of decorated eggs
delivered by a chocolate bunny.
Am I the only one that thinks this is a little weird?
And eggs hanging from trees leaves me scratching my head!
I once had someone explain to me what eggs had to do with the Resurrection - the shell represents the tomb - but I lost the rest in translation and I shiver to think what he thought the yolk represented in this particular scenario.
Some try to enlighten me with the nature of an egg: new life!
Have you considered this symbol carefully.
Have you thought about how eggs get here?
This new life Jesus promises is not like a chicken laying an egg.
We are talking about
a darkness piercing, violent overcoming, hell-defying act of God.
Dearest Loved One, be blessed crunching on gourmet jelly beans, chocolate bunnies, and peeps cozily nesting on a bed of Easter grass and veiled with pink cellophane.
But the symbols God has specifically chosen for this Season are not so easily digestible;
they are deep and rare with meaning.
This is a Season, I want to journey up the slopes to Jerusalem to celebrate the Passover.
I want to hear the jangle of sheep bells and the low bellow of the softly sheered beast headed for slaughter.
I wish to be steeped in the taste and textures of the last meal the LORD shared with his disciples.
I want to hear the words of blessing He spoke that night and to sing the songs He sang with his disciples as they climbed the Mount of Olives. I want to enter the quiet hush of the soul as I listen to the words of betrayal, taste the kiss of disloyalty, and feel the soldiers sharp grasp.
I need to come face to face with my sin that pinned Him to the wood.
The Lamb of God Who takes Away my Sin!
This is not a story to be sanitized with the cultural gloss of Easter Baskets.
It is a story of FREEDOM, DELIVERANCE, and DEATH PASSING OVER.
Come with me, Beloved,
I seek to remember the Passover and greet the Resurrection!