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A friend got me to thinking about Easter traditions. From my childhood I have two memories. My grandmother who lived on the ranch did an Easter egg hunt for my cousins, my sister, and me whenever we were at her house for Easter. She had a big yard that was fenced in both front and back, to keep the cows away from her plants. There were lots of creative places to hide eggs - unless the farm cats found them first.
My father, who loved classical music, would search the newspaper for an announcement from a church that was going to perform Haydn’s Seven Last Words of Christ. Our family spent many a Palm Sunday or Good Friday surrounded by this majestic music. I haven’t heard it in years, so yesterday I looked it up on YouTube. As soon as the overture started, I could picture myself sitting beside my father in a dimly lit sanctuary.
When I had children of my own, I wanted to do healthy Easter Baskets. No marshmallow eggs with sugar and artificial coloring for this health nut Mom! I bought plastic eggs and filled them with raisins, little crackers, or peanuts. I also bought little windup toys and stuffed bunnies in place of sugary treats. We never encouraged our children to believe that the Easter bunny brought those baskets. The focus of Easter was the death and resurrection of Christ. The baskets were a gift from Mom and Dad.
One year the kids got up on Easter morning and ran into the kitchen to find their baskets beside their breakfast plates. There was so much excitement that we were almost late to church. I did not want treats and gifts to distract us from the greater importance of worship. So the next year I announced a change. Easter baskets would be on the table on Saturday morning. In our family Friday became a day of solemn recognition of the death of Christ on the cross for our sins. Saturday was a fun day for baskets of surprises. Sunday was a joyful day celebrating that Jesus has risen!
As the children grew up, the contents of the baskets changed. My son developed a chocolate allergy, and he was thrilled one year when I found a carob bunny for his basket. Toys were replaced by books or plaques.
This year I started a new tradition. I had a coupon from an online health food store for 15% off of my entire purchase. After I ordered the vitamins I needed, I looked through the grocery items. I found several things DD could eat that would be good for her and for her breast milk. BC had a bad reaction to a soy protein powder, but I wondered how he would do with soy nut butter and toasted soy nuts. I also found some alternate grains that would add calories in a healthy way. I went to Sams and got a package of walnuts - a beneficial food, but expensive for her budget. Instead of a basket, I put all of my “treats” in a box and delivered them when we went to their house for BC’s 1 month birthday.
Our son has inherited the family high blood pressure gene. Like his father and grandfather, he is very tall and very thin, but still his blood pressure was creeping up. This past year he went on a low sodium diet, which lowered his blood pressure, but not enough to keep him off of a low dose of blood pressure medication.
I began shopping for low sodium, Type O foods that would fit with his active outdoor lifestyle. I found individual packets of unsalted nuts. I found Bear Naked Granola with almost zero sodium and zero wheat. SS came to spend yesterday afternoon with us. I gave him his Easter gifts in plastic bags instead of baskets, but he enjoyed opening them just as much.
Today is Saturday before Easter. Our niece and great nieces are here. It will be a fun day taking pictures of the bluebonnets. Tomorrow we will worship. Christ is Risen! He is risen indeed!
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