What Easter means to me

He is not here: for he is risen, as he said.
Matthew 28:6 KJV

Today is an important day. An important day for all Christians, but also for me in particular.

As a Christian, we remember every day what Jesus did for us and the price that He paid for us. But today, especially, is the time to celebrate what He did, both on the cross and in his resurrection back to life. In all of time from the very beginning, that Resurrection Sunday is the single most important day in the history of mankind. It’s the day that would forever alter the course of history and impact every single person in the world at the time and every one that would come after. It is a representation of God’s love and forgiveness for all of us and proved, once and for all, that it’s nothing we deserved or could ever attain on our own, but it was freely given to us, if we’ll only accept it.

Today is also a day for family. I appreciate Easter because, like Thanksgiving, it doesn’t involve anything more than being together and sharing a meal. While some families have their traditions, what’s most important is spending time with the ones you love. At least in my family, Easter is a little more laid back of a meal. We still have a more formal dinner than we have every day, but I don’t feel that it comes with quite as much stress as the Thanksgiving meal. (I guess we should really ask my mom that since she’s the one actually doing all of the work at both holidays!)

And finally, this a day where I am thankful for the health that I have been blessed with. Yes, I have had a difficult couple of weeks, but I’ve had a rough history with Easters in the past. Three years ago, I had a painful abscess that would not go away, to the point that I could hardly sit down. Jarrod and I had been engaged for about a month and we were supposed to shoot our engagement pictures on Good Friday, but instead, I ended up being taken to the hospital in an ambulance and having my first ever surgery to remove the abscess. I spent maybe 5 days in the hospital, obviously missing Easter that Sunday.

Then last year, I was having a number of issues the week leading up to Easter. I was having chills and fevers that wouldn’t go away and again, was admitted to the hospital on Good Friday. This was the point where my ankles were so swollen I could hardly walk on them. I spent Friday through Tuesday in the hospital, returned home but headed back to the hospital on Thursday.

I am so thankful to be alive and well this Easter and able to spend the day with the people who mean the most to me. Jarrod and I have already enjoyed a wonderful church service this morning and brunch with his family afterwards. We are now preparing to drive out to my parents’ house to have dinner with them. I feel so blessed to be a part of the celebration this year. It’s the small things, like spending the day with your family, that make me thankful, since that has been taken away from me in the past. I look forward to never missing another Easter due to my health. I fully believe the Jesus not only died for our sins, but for our sickness, as well.

Happy Easter, everyone! I hope blessings for you all on this wonderful day!

3 thoughts on “What Easter means to me

  1. deborah hining

    So proud of you, Stephanie, and so glad that you have your health back. Many blessings to you on this holy day and every day of the year

    1. Stephanie Hughes Post author

      Thank you so much, Deborah! That means a lot of me. I hope you are enjoying the Spring so far.


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