Sunday, March 31, 2013


He is risen! He is risen!
Tell it out with joyful voice.
He has burst his three days’ prison;
Let the whole wide earth rejoice.
Death is conquered; man is free.
Christ has won the victory! 18
Yesterday my youngest daughter kept asking, "Where's the candy?".   "Aren't we having an Easter Egg Hunt?"  
"Is that all you think about is candy this Easter?"  I scowled.  A bit annoyed that there are so many things to distract our children from the true meaning of these holidays that we celebrate 
Easter Egg Hunt
How many gifts are we going to get for Christmas?  etc etc etc
"Do you even know what Easter is all about?"  I asked, hoping that in all her almost 12 years old, she has an idea of how significant this Holiday is.
"Yes, it's when Jesus Christ died and was resurrected in three days."
I almost howled with joy
"Yay, she knows what Easter is all about!"  Then why is she relentless in asking about candies? 
 Children will be children I concluded
That it's not about the Egg Hunt and it's not about Candies.  And I have no idea how those traditions even fit into the picture of Easter to commemorate the Magnificent Resurrection of our Savior Jesus Christ.
I worry sometimes that the things we have taught our children will gently slip their minds as they grow older.
This day, this day, the  Heavens rejoiced because Christ unlocked the door of Death and was the first fruit of the RESURRECTION.

What better words, than that of a living Prophet Thomas S. Monson to describe this event:

Following the agony of Gethsemane, now drained of strength, He was seized by rough, crude hands and taken before Annas, Caiaphas, Pilate, and Herod. He was accused and cursed. Vicious blows further weakened His pain-racked body. Blood ran down His face as a cruel crown fashioned of sharp thorns was forced onto His head, piercing His brow. And then once again He was taken to Pilate, who gave in to the cries of the angry mob: “Crucify him, crucify him.” 9

He was scourged with a whip into whose multiple leather strands sharp metals and bones were woven. Rising from the cruelty of the scourge, with stumbling steps He carried His own cross until He could go no farther and another shouldered the burden for Him.
Finally, on a hill called Calvary, while helpless followers looked on, His wounded body was nailed to a cross. Mercilessly He was mocked and cursed and derided. And yet He cried out, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.” 10

The agonizing hours passed as His life ebbed. From His parched lips came the words, “Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.” 11
As the serenity and solace of a merciful death freed Him from the sorrows of mortality, He returned to the presence of His Father.

At the last moment, the Master could have turned back. But He did not. He passed beneath all things that He might save all things. His lifeless body was hurriedly but gently placed in a borrowed tomb.

No words in Christendom mean more to me than those spoken by the angel to the weeping Mary Magdalene and the other Mary when, on the first day of the week, they approached the tomb to care for the body of their Lord. Spoke the angel:

“Why seek ye the living among the dead?

“He is not here, but is risen.” 12

Our Savior lived again. The most glorious, comforting, and reassuring of all events of human history had taken place—the victory over death. The pain and agony of Gethsemane and Calvary had been wiped away. The salvation of mankind had been secured. The Fall of Adam had been reclaimed.

The empty tomb that first Easter morning was the answer to Job’s question, “If a man die, shall he live again?” To all within the sound of my voice, I declare, If a man die, he shall live again. We know, for we have the light of revealed truth.

“For since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead.

“For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive.” 13

I have been missing my mother lately.  She's on my mind every day.  With the resurrection I know I will see her again.  I'm not afraid of death as it is just another stage that every one must pass through.  But I glorify in my Savior Jesus Christ, that His one main purpose to offer is Eternal and Everlasting Life for all mankind.   

So this Easter, let us all REJOICE.  That through HIM, we shall all live again.   



  1. Hope you had a great Easter!

  2. Yes, it is so easy to get caught up in the world's view of the Holidays-- but I bet you are doing a good job helping teach them the real meaning.