First, allow me to apologize to Ethan's Sunday School teachers. I apologize that I allowed my son to eat most of the candy from his basket, resulting in sugar induced hyper-activity. I monitored his intake initially, but somehow lost control after chocolate bunny #4 mysteriously disappeared.
I had no intention for the basket contents to become breakfast, and sorely underestimated the seduction of candy coupled with the speed of which it could be consumed by a four-year-old.
Overall, it was a happy Easter had by all in the Jackson household. We spent the last couple of weeks preparing Ethan for the celebration and explained that our basket gifts were one way of celebrating Jesus' death on the cross and resurrection. By the end of the two weeks he understood that Jesus hadn't done anything wrong, but instead he was dying because of our sin. He said to me, "mommy, that's not fair." How true. It's not fair that Jesus died for us, when the penalty of our sin was truly ours to bear. But, how gracious and merciful our God is that He would have a replacement for us in His OWN Son.
2 Corinthians 5:21
God made Him who Knew no sin to be sin for us, that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.
But God demonstrates His own love for us in this, while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
How grateful I am to God, that He didn't wait until I was good enough, nice enough, righteous enough or sinless (for that would NEVER happen!). He gave His son while I still fell short. I am sinful, weak, faithless, and selfish. God, in His justice and righteousness, still required the debt and penalty of my transgressions be paid...IN FULL. But, instead of holding me accountable and requiring my life as a payment, He sent Jesus as my substitution. I am humbled by His mercy.
We celebrate because He doesn't lie in a tomb. There is no body. He conquered death. He is Risen.