This past Sunday, Christians around the world celebrated the resurrection of Jesus. Easter Sunday is the Super Bowl for the church. A lot of planning, energy, and resources go into making this day special for all who gather.
After worship, most of Easter Sunday afternoon is spent with family and friends sharing a meal, having several engaging conversations, and looking for a few hidden easter eggs. As a kid, I recall all the Easters at my grandma’s along with my cousins. My grandma prepared a spread of ham, chicken, dressing, and potato salad. Following dinner, the adults circled up in lawn chairs in the front yard while we kids ran crazy looking for plastic colored eggs hidden in bushes, under rocks, and one or two money eggs tucked into my uncle Sonny’s baseball cap under his chair.
But isn’t Easter Resurrection supposed to be more?
