Easter

Sometimes when I'm talking to my kids about something I wonder to myself "are they even listening?". But then they do something really great, possibly weeks after the fact, that let me know I'm actually doing an okay job as a mom.

The other day my oldest son brought home his latest publishing project from school. It was titled Easter and he started off reading about an egg hunt and finding lots of candy. But then he switched over to talking about how Easter isn't about candy or some magical bunny but actually about Jesus and the sacrifice he made for us.

I was so impressed! Not only does he know the story but he's not embarrassed or afraid to write about it, write about it, or just admit it. I'm so proud of him for being strong about it. It might seem like just some ordinary thing to most people but I think in our society talking about religious or God can be a frightening thing for some. These days when people say they're a Christian they had some kind of disclaimer to the end. Do you know what I mean? The ol' "I'm a Christian, but you know..." routine. I mean, just because we're Christians doesn't mean we're weird, or boring, or extremists. We just believe in something and we're proud of it. And I'm really glad my son is showing that kind of strength.