
As a believer in Jesus for over 30 years, I have grown too accustomed to the Easter celebrations. It is harder for me to experience anew this miraculous, excruciating gift that God the Father gave to us. I find myself a bit callous to the profoundly overwhelming incidents that led up to Jesus' Crucifixion and then the subsequent awe of the resurrection. How can something so wonderful, so central to the meaning of my life and my belief and relationship with Jesus be so for me? I actually have an answer to my own question. Today, as we have done the last 3 years, we presented the Easter story to our Preschool 4's through kindergarten during their Children's Church time. Our teachers do a great job of telling this through little vignettes that are actually the stations

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Don't we all have a lot to learn in this walk of faith? Seems as soon as I think I've got it, the Lord shows me that I'm way off.
How true this is. Kids teach us so much about life, don't they?
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