Easter is one of my favourite times of the year. I enjoy it even more than Christmas! I feel so alive at Easter. I am full of rejoicing, because of the joy I have in knowing that my Redeemer lives.

Some people are upset because of all the cute bunnies and chicks and Easter baskets around, which don't seem to have much to do with the true meaning of Easter. This has never bothered me one bit! Remember who created the bunnies and chicks! (But I do think a limit is reached when you decide to have your children posing with the Easter bunny at the local mall!! That is going too far!)

I understand that everyone has their own way to celebrate. I have a small Easter egg collection, along with a few unique egg holders, which I put on display in my dining room each year. I am quickly running out of room for all my extensive collections, so I have to control myself!

 I  have a vintage, Easter post card collection. Please click here if you would like to view it. I like the cross designs the best.

 My favourite Easter hymn is "Christ the Lord is Risen Today", by Charles Wesley. A shiver goes down my spine every time I hear it.


My favourite passage of scripture in the true story of Easter is Matthew 27:50-53
"Jesus, when he had cried again with a loud voice, yielded up the ghost. And, behold, the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks rent: and the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints which slept arose, and came out of the graves after his resurrection, and went into the holy city, and appeared unto many." Just picture it! Doesn't it thrill you?

Another favourite verse I love to read is where Mary Magdalene comes to the empty tomb, early on Sunday morning. As she is crying in the garden, Jesus arrives and asks her why she is weeping, and she thinks he is the gardener. She doesn't recognize Him until He speaks her name.  (John 20:11-17)


The profound thing about Easter is the fact that Jesus Christ, God's only Son, would humble Himself, and come to earth, to live among mankind. I cannot begin to understand His love and compassion for us. 

The story of Jesus being born as a helpless baby in Bethlehem, growing up in Nazareth, going about doing only good and kind deeds for people (healing, teaching and feeding them) only to be despised, rejected, spit upon, beaten and then crucified in a common and crude way, has always mystified me. Why does He love us so much? 

Jesus said: 
"No man can come to me, except the Father which hath sent me draw him: and I will raise him up at the last day." John 6:44

"Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father's house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also." John 14:1-3

Jesus is not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance. (2 Peter 3:9) He loves us so much!


I have many happy memories of Easter as a young girl. My parents were open and honest, and they never taught my sisters and I that there was such a thing as an Easter bunny that brought candy on Easter morning! We knew the true meaning of Easter, yet it was still a lot of fun to hunt for the candy filled basket that my Mother had carefully arranged, and then hidden somewhere in our big house. Some of her hiding places were quite tricky! 

We also were each given a new dress at Easter time. That was special to us, for we loved to dress up for Sunday School and church, and in a family of four girls, about the only time we got new clothes was for special occasions like Easter and Christmas. I don't believe it made us vain, or materialistic!

My Mom often shopped frugally, and bought our clothes on sale. One of her favourite stores was Simpson Sears, in Burnaby. There weren't any mega malls back then. As we grew older and learned to sew, we often made our own dresses, which was very economical. Please click here to view photos of past Easter times, in our Easter finery. One of my Mom's sisters, Frieda, often sewed us dresses. That was so sweet of her!

In some of the photos, you will notice we have Easter bonnets! Our hair has been curled, but not by a curling iron. It was put up in hard plastic curlers the night before! Ouch! I guess that part was vanity. What's wrong with straight hair? But it was the thing to do in the 1960's.

I hope you have enjoyed my ramblings. Please sign my guest book, or email me if you have comments. I'd love to hear from you!


  Written April 2000
Copyright: L H Houben

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