This is copied from a post I made last year on my blog, Honeycomb Adventures Press, LLC.
I get squeamish when I see people get injured. I rarely watch television because so many programs are like a feeding frenzy of this type. The crucifixion is but one more example of how I have shied away from looking too closely. I was too much of a coward to watch the movie, The Passion of the Christ, until it was shown at my church last year at one of the events I never miss, so I watched it. Even so, I feel a certain sense of amnesia about having seen it, something akin to the amnesia I have about an accident I was in once.
One evening during choir practice as the Lenten season approached this year I felt the Holy Spirit calling me to look more closely at the crucifixion. At first it came in what seemed like a verbal prompting for me to “Look at the ground under the cross,” and “Feel the rough wood.” I could handle that much as I tried to imagine the scene, to hear the birds, and to smell the air.
On April 1 I was challenged through a web page to read the book of John, one chapter a day. It was an exciting way to prepare myself to experience anew the crucifixion and resurrection of Christ. It gave me a step by step approach to look more closely.
Our choir sings some exceptionally powerful anthems every year. While practicing a couple of days ago I saw the blood more clearly than before. I saw it fall on the same ground that the Spirit had led me to look at a few weeks earlier. I saw the blood dripping down the rough cross and soaking into the wood. And I realized how that blood must have soaked the royal robe Pilate had commanded the soldiers to put on him after they gave him the lashings which tore up his back.
When we look closely we are better prepared to appreciate the price Jesus paid to bear the punishment for our sin on our behalf. He loved me that much, yet I hadn’t even been born yet. Not only did “this man” Jesus do this for me, this “Son of God” left his throne and riches in Heaven to come down and live as a man, to be born in a stable, to endure the human experiences of being sought out for all the wrong reasons, being loved by some and ridiculed and hated by others, and finally crucified because the chief priests were envious of his popularity among the common people.
Thankfully, we don’t have to keep on looking at the cross. We don’t have to labor there on and on, because Sunday is coming… When God shows his power for all time!
So how do you explain Good Friday and Easter Sunday to a four-year-old child? The story of the crucifixion and resurrection is difficult for adults to comprehend, let alone young children. Well, the key to explaining anything to young children is to use language that they can understand, and to tell them only what their tender hearts and minds can handle.
Our secular society has turned Easter into a day of painted eggs, colorful jelly beans, and chocolate bunnies. After all, isn’t that much more fun? To be honest, I have no clue how the Easter bunny ever hopped his way into this sacred celebration. I find it quite disturbing that Easter egg hunts have become the focus of this holiday rather than remembering the ultimate sacrifice of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. I have nothing against letting children paint a few eggs and eat a few jelly beans, but they also need to know the real meaning of Easter.
In my boardbook An Easter Gift for Me (Zonderkidz), the story begins by telling how Jesus came to earth, and how he told people that He was God’s Son, and that by believing in him they could go to heaven someday. I did not go into detail about how the people hated Jesus, spit on him, and beat him. There are no whips or thorns or bloody pictures–just this simple statement: But some of the people did not understand the way Jesus fit into God’s special plan. He hung on a cross and that’s where he died. The people who loved him just stood there and cried.
In the background of this colorful two-page spread are three empty crosses. An author doesn’t get much input into illustrations, but for this story I requested that the crosses be empty so that little ones did not have a disturbing visual of bodies hanging on crosses. The illustrator did a beautiful job of portraying this scene in an honest, but kid-friendly way.
My favorite line in the whole book is on the top of the next page: But Jesus is God so he didn’t stay dead! “He’s alive! He’s alive!” The glad angel said. Isn’t that the plain and simple truth? Jesus is God, so he didn’t stay dead. Little ones can get that and so can we!
The ending wraps it all up—This story’s amazing and all of it’s true. He died on the cross for me and for you. If you love Jesus, believe and obey, then you can see Jesus in heaven someday.
And that’s what Easter is all about.
On a daily basis I find myself reminding my girls the same things over and over – hang up your backpack, dishes go in the sink, brush your teeth, put your clothes in the hamper – a seemingly endless list. Often if would be easier to just do these tasks myself, but as their mother I know that the only way they are ever going to learn is do it themselves. Still, on one particular day I had reached my limit and was tired of my words falling on deaf ears. “I wish you would just listen and do what I ask the first time!!” It was a cry for obedience. At their age, I pretty much know what is best for them, things would run so much smoother if they just listened to my sage wisdom
When the moment passed I suddenly was struck about how obedient I was being to my own Father. How many times had his quiet urgings gone ignored? How often his encouragement dismissed? Doesn’t he always know what is best for me and wants me to carry out his perfect plan? It seemed that my kids weren’t the only ones who could afford to go to obedience school!
And this is love: that we walk in obedience to his commands. 2 John 1:6
Reflecting on the command to show our love by obeying our Father, a recent incident came to mind. After an early dinner, my husband and I took the girls to our gym to go swimming. We take the same route there several times a week without incident. On this particular night, however, as we exited the same familiar off-ramp I saw a homeless man holding a sign asking for help. As many times as we travel this way, I had never seen him here before and felt I needed to do something. But the girls were excited to go swimming and it seemed kind of a hassle to stop, so we continued the quarter mile to the gym. Upon arrival, I turned the car around and told my family that I felt God was asking me to take that man dinner. We picked up a sandwich, coffee and chips and within 10 minutes were back to deliver this stranger dinner. When we arrived, he was gone. My oldest started crying “But mom, you said God wanted you to give that man dinner and now we can’t! We didn’t do what God wanted”. It was a good lesson to learn as sometimes things don’t always turn out how you wanted – people are unappreciative, unkind or unavailable. It isn’t always the end result that reflects God’s love, sometimes it is simply obeying the call.
We’ve all stood aghast and listened as our child told a whopper of a lie. Sometimes they’re so outrageous you don’t know whether to laugh or cry! Some lies seem harmless and indeed may be. But others can be signals of a deeper problem with honesty that must be addressed. How to know the difference? And how can you tell for sure when your child is lying and avoid falsely accusing him?
When my children were young I used to ask them one simple question to ferret out lies. I’d say with a smile, “Now is that the truth or is it just a good story?” This paints the child in a good light either way so they’re more willing to admit if they just told a lie. It also helps them differentiate the difference between truth and fiction. If it turned out to be “just a good story,” I’d say I really liked it, but in this situation, I really need to know the truth. I’d explain it’s important to tell the truth when asked so people will know they can trust them. Then I’d ask them again, what the truth is for that situation. They usually were glad to tell the truth then. I made sure to praise them for their honesty and being so trustworthy.
Here are some reasons kids lie:
- They’re afraid of getting in trouble. Who hasn’t done this? In our house, the penalty for breaking a rule was greatly reduced or even done away with if they told the truth about it the first time asked.
- They want to look important. This could signal some self esteem issues. Make sure you praise this child every time you catch them doing something kind, or performing a chore well. Praise them more for character traits you notice than performance. Also, give them some responsibility you know they’ll succeed at. Everyone needs a job and a purpose to feel good about themselves. Praise them for their hard work or perseverance, even if the results aren’t perfect.
- They don’t know truth from imagination yet. Children younger than five years old may have a hard time knowing what the truth is because their imaginary play world is so real to them. So help them learn what’s real from what’s pretend before meting out any punishments for lying.
- To protect someone. This is especially true of older kids. Their friends may do things you wouldn’t approve of and your child may lie to keep their actions from you, even if they themselves aren’t participating in them. They may fear you’ll cut them off from their friend. Assure your child of your love and concern for them as well as for their friend. If possible, partner with them to help the friend. Pray for him and for your child to be a positive influence in their life. Encourage your child to do the same.
Lying can become a prevalent problem that erodes relationships if not addressed when a child is young. Pray for discernment and wisdom as you guide your child toward a life of integrity. And keep a good sense of humor and laugh at the outrageous when it’s obvious he’s just telling a good story!
Title: The Berenstain Bears and the Easter Story
Author: Jan & Mike Berenstain
Reviewed By: Melissa Staehli
Mark 16 – is the Resurrection chapter. Mark 16:6 says: “He has risen!”
In this book Brother and Sister bear are going to be learning another lesson from their Sunday school teacher about the true meaning of Easter. Missus Ursula wants them to understand that Easter is more than chocolate bunnies and marshmallow peeps. Brother and Sister get to see a play given by other cubs called The Easter Story.
The beginning of the play talks about a man named Jesus who traveled the countryside teaching about God and what God wanted from his people. The cubs then talk about the many miracles of Jesus and how Jesus was God’s son. They explain how some people didn’t believe in Jesus’ teaching and even doubted that Jesus was God’s son. Many people gathered ’round to see Jesus coming to the Holy City riding on a donkey crying – “Hosanna!” ( a shout of praise or adoration) People began to wonder if this man called, Jesus, would become too powerful, so Jesus was brought before a cruel judge and the judge ruled that Jesus be put to death on a cross – “Crucifixion” (unjust punishment or suffering). The cubs learn next about what happened on the third day after Jesus died. “Resurrection” (the act of rising from the dead). Jesus was ALIVE! He has risen! Jesus said to go and spread the good news about what has happened. Jesus was then taken up into heaven to sit at the right hand of his Father. “Ascend” (to go upward, to rise, mount).
This book covered everything regarding the true meaning of why we celebrate Easter. Appropriate for young children ages 4-7. Very tastefully done. Also, there is a sheet of colorful stickers for your children to enjoy.
My opinion – In every aspect of life there needs to be balance. So many people wonder if it’s ok to give their child an Easter basket? Is it right or is it wrong? We have a responsibility as parents to explain to our children the true meaning of why we celebrate this day called – Easter. In our family we call it Resurrection Sunday. Jesus is why we celebrate, not bunnies and peeps, or jelly beans. I don’t think God minds that we give our children an Easter basket full of fun things, just as long as we acknowledge and understand that Jesus is why we celebrate! So enjoy this wonderful holiday with your family and remember…He has risen! He has indeed!
Here is what I like to put in Caleb’s Easter basket – books, bubbles, balls, cars, chalk, and some of his favorite goodies. The look on his face when he receives his basket is…priceless! It makes a mommy’s heart smile ~
Blessings to you all,
Melissa Staehli ~
I Love You to the Moon