I’ve hosted Easter for the past several years, and – although it’s a lot of work – it’s a tradition that I absolutely treasure. The planning… The finalizing of a menu… The careful scheduling to make sure all the food is ready at the same time…
It’s a celebration of spring, family, food… and ultimately the remembrance of my God’s sacrifice on a cross to show love and provide forgiveness. Honestly, Easter held special meaning for me this year, because a few close friends have been going through some difficult times. This holiday is a reminder that we aren’t alone and that our Creator loves each and every one of us more than we could possibly comprehend. For me, the celebration of Easter is like a warm hug and a reminder that the God I serve is more powerful than any circumstance.
I love preparing food for people and then watching them enjoy it. I love making sure my house feels cozy, comfortable, and welcoming. I specifically love doing it for the four family members that came to visit this past Easter. (Unfortunately, my brother Matt wasn’t able to make it, so we missed him this year). 🙂
I truly have been blessed with the most loving, generous family. I could never, ever do enough to show them just how much I love them… but preparing Easter dinner is definitely something I use as a way to show that love in a small way.
This was my first year cooking dinner while also trying to take care of a toddler, and I have to say that it did make things slightly more challenging. 😉 My cake didn’t turn out quite the way I wanted. And my food wasn’t quite as good as normal…
I also had to get creative with my decorations, since I’d only had the time / money to pick up a few.
At first, I let that bother me. I focused on holidays past, and it was tough to not compare. The funny thing is that – at first – I focused on how I had once had time to do the extra things like paint my nails, decorate the house, perfect the food, and even fold napkins into bunnies! 😉 But bit by bit, I found myself focusing on the differences that made this Easter particularly special…
The beautiful, warm sunshine.
Brady’s first Easter basket.
And his first Easter egg hunt.
This little boy lights up every part of me and fills me with a joy I can’t explain.
And he reminded me that all the other ‘stuff’ just doesn’t matter!
How was your Easter?