When I was a little girl, my mom would hide our Easter baskets and ,almost always, my older brother would find them...he wouldn't tell us where they were but he would tell us what they had in them..this made it very difficult to sleep that night.
My mom was a godly woman, and did not believe in lying to children about Christian holidays, but she did want us to have all the fun and joy of the holidays.
As an adult I have enjoyed decorating for the holidays, combining Easter & Spring, hoping that by doing so I could hurry up the arrival of Spring...I never really worked. The colored eggs in a jar are my newest addition of the season, although the eggs are several years old.
This sweet bunny never got a name but she is the care giver to the little chicks and eggs that are setting in her lap...she does a great job.
Little lambs in a basket. I used to buy these for my daughter...I think I liked them more than she.
This is "Miss Priss" she always has her nose in the air.
Now, for the true meaning of Easter: Romans 5:8 But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
I'm so glad that as a small child I was given the truth about Easter, it made accepting Christ, as Savior and Lord, so much easier and a lot less confusing.
Well, that's all for now....
So, From my Porch to Yours...
Have a Blessed Easter
