Easter Traditions (or the lack there of)

There are certain holidays that have certain traditions. Christmas and Thanksgiving are the two that come to mind rather quickly. Growing up as the son of a preacher, you would think Easter would also be one of those but it’s not. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I go to church every Easter (but I go to church just about every Sunday).

I don’ have kids so there’s no coloring of eggs and Easter egg hunts. There’s no specific dinner that has to be eaten every year. This year it’s ham, Brussels sprouts and new potatoes. I can’t tell you what last year was. 

Why no tradition? I’m not sure. But I can tell you that it doesn’t take away from the meaning of Easter to me.  Where as Christmas and Thanksgiving are a lot about the traditions, Easter to me isn’t. I’m going to eat dinner with my parents after church. Then I’m going to mow their yard because it needs it and they can’t do it. I’ll come home, go for a walk and then I’ll watch Easter Parade tonight. Traditions or not. Doesn’t matter. I like Easter and I like the reason we celebrate: He is Risen!