Happy Easter After

I am only slightly embarrassed to admit that I had no idea whatsoever that Easter had any connection with Jesus until I reached the grand old age of 9 years old. I was raised in a household where religion was non-existent (though we did have brief episodes of attending Sunday School but I think that was less for our spiritual welfare and more to provide an opportunity for my parents to have a Sunday morning sleep in) but still you'd imagine I'd have gotten an inkling somewhere, at school maybe or even the TV, but no! So you can imagine how ashamed I was as a nine year old to discover there was more to Easter than Easter Bunny's, Bonnets, Chicks and of course most importantly Eggs. (Though surely those are reason enough for a holiday.) So I committed myself on Easter Sunday morning once I had received my Easter Eggs to give a few moments to ponder about Jesus before I delved right into my chocolately treats. (Yes I was a weird child, obviously) But what can I say? Chocolate was like opium to me back in my childhood days and as soon as I received my eggs I practically inhaled them giving little thought to anything, let alone Jesus. I plunged from my chocolate induced happiness coma later that day when I realised in all my consuming that I'd totally forgotten what I had previously committed to do, remember the real reason for Easter.

I can only keep my fingers crossed that I do better at that this Easter Sunday when the lure of the Easter Eggs hits me. But still, I am only human!