My beloved asked me the other day why do we have eggs at Easter. I was shocked he didn't know.
For those of you that don't know the egg symbolises new life and the stone in front of the tomb where Jesus was laid to rest.
This got me thinking about Easter and the true meaning. I'm not a church goer but I do believe. I was brought up going to Sunday school every week and in my late teens my mum began a career as a Methodist minister. Anyway everything can get a little lost in all the chocolate and bunnies and since last year I really have taken time to think about it all. My baby was born safely on Easter Day. The day Jesus was given new life by God in the form of what I would say is a miracle. Bubba is my miracle for three reasons:
1) we managed to conceive after believing we never would
2) at 8 weeks I started to bleed and that little being hung in there
3) he was born safely with no medical repercussion for me and actually sent my condition into remission
I personally believe my bubba is my miracle and yes it is due to timing and biology but everything needs a helping hand.
Christ died to show us no matter what we were loved and blessed.
Well my bubba is my blessing and whatever or whoever that is down to I am eternally grateful, for his life and our new lives as a family. What better day to start it on than Easter Sunday...the symbol of new life!
Just something to think about because who really knows all the answers?
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