What’s wrong with celebrating Easter with candy?
I don’t think I every consciously thought about it this way, but I guess I pictured Jesus reacting to our Easter celebrations like a mother reacting to a child who complains about her cooking: guilt trip. I could envision Jesus saying, “Well, I’m glad you’re enjoying your candy, but you know I died for your sins right?” Or perhaps, “I guess that bunny is prettier than my broken body on the cross.” It felt profane to associate Easter with candy and eggs, like we were detracting from the “real meaning;” and so we would make sure our kids knew that it was really about Jesus.
Recently, I’ve been thinking a little different about the whole thing. I’ve started wondering what Jesus’ reaction would actually be if he saw one of my kids with a basket full of candy on his big day. I tend to think a big smile would come across his face at the sight of one of my kids with a chocolate stained mouth. I think he would walk over to her, give her a big hug, and say, “I love you,” in a father’s tender voice. If there was anything more said, or meant, it may be, “I’m so glad you like the chocolate the Easter Bunny left for you!” Nothing more is said, the “I love you” said it all.