I have been going through the
Resurrection Eggs with William this Easter. Actually... I don't know what was going on with me this year, but we did not do anything to prepare for Easter the way I wanted. I wanted to do something special for Lent, but that came and went. Then I wanted to do the Resurrection Eggs starting the week before Easter, but forgot about those also until there were only a few days left before Resurrection Sunday. (We've been going through a flurry of sicknesses and it's been a zoo around here with my beloved, but whiny and complaining boys.)
Anyway, I think it worked to our advantage to have to go through a series of eggs all at once (to catch up). William was really able to understand what was going on without having to break the story up each day. When we got to the day where we talked about the crucifixion... specifically about the scourging that Jesus received, William said, "Oh, Momma... That's so sad they did that to Jesus." When I looked at him, he had tears in his eyes! I was getting emotional, too, reading the story, but didn't think it would have that effect on him. At least, not at the age he's at. I often wonder what he's taking in when we talk to him about the Bible and Jesus. In that moment, I just had to thank God for allowing my precious boy to get a small glimpse of the suffering our Savior endured for his sake. It was such a holy moment to see my little boy be freshly affected by the agonies of Calvary. Once again, I was amazed at the simplicity of the cross to be able to reach the hearts especially of young children. I am incredibly grateful for these little peeks at what God is doing in William's heart.
“Let the children come to me; do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of God. Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it.” And he took them in his arms and blessed them, laying his hands on them.
Mark 10:14-16
