Eggs for Easter

Happy Easter!

Easter for me isn’t just about the chocolate eggs and the Easter Bunny, my family remember the true meaning of Easter, the period of time leading up to the crucifixion of Jesus Christ on the cross, the resurrection, and all to allow us to be forgiven for our sins whenever we ask for it, the most amazing sacrifice.

When at my boyfriend’s house we got talking about Easter and he went upstairs and brought out an old Design and Technology project of his. It was a simple, large, wooden box with a brown tinted glass cover that could slide out. It had three trays that sat one on top of the other and each tray was divided into sections with a dusting of fine yellow sawdust.

This box was designed to protect some of the most precious objects I have had the delight to touch. 

Eggs. 

Lots and lots of eggs, all shapes, sizes, colours and patterns, all intricate and fragile, stored in a bed of sawdust. Some were as bone china held up to the light you could see shadows through them, and each egg had been kept there safely for twenty eight years.

I loved how small the Robin’s eggs were, to think a little chick about the size of a five pence piece would come out of them enthralled me. The colour of the Magpie and House Sparrow eggs that look like pebbles from the beach and the vibrant blue of the Thrush eggs were a feast upon the eyes! All the children loved seeing these eggs, and they probably wouldn’t get another chance to see this many all together from wild birds again!

Easter is definitely about new life, whether it be tiny baby chicks hatching from eggs or the new life in Christ when sins have been forgiven which only has happened since Jesus died on the cross for us.

So Happy Easter everyone, and happy chocolate eating!!!