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What Does Easter Mean to me Personally?

Easter weekend brings many meanings to many different people, communities and cultures. So, what does this Easter holiday mean to our students at Missouri Baptist University? We’ve asked a few of our journalism writing students to blog about what Easter means to each of them, personally.

Photo by Emily Morton

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By KRISTA KREKELER

Easter has not always had as much meaning to me as it does now.

When I was younger, I loved everything about Easter.

I loved the stuffed bunnies, opening Easter eggs and trying out all of the flavors of jelly beans.

I love all of the Easter colors — baby pink, sky blue, grass green, lavender and dusty yellow.

I still love all of those things about Easter.

Since then, my heart has been changed.

This Easter weekend, I will meditate on the sacrifice of Jesus.

I will raise my voice to God in worship, thanking Him for sending His only Son so that I could be freed from the chains of sin and death.

However, Jesus’ death is not the end of the story. On the third day, Jesus rose again just as He said He would.

I will celebrate the risen Son of God, the Hope of the world and my everlasting Joy.

My God is alive.

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By JANIE GROSSMANN

Easter to me personally is a mix of lots of things all thrown together.

Chocolate, bright colors, church services and sunrises.

But there is also a feeling of overwhelming sadness to me.

It can be really difficult for me to want to read and picture what it was that the Lord went through here on Earth for me.

I know Easter should be a time of great joy and thankfulness, but it takes me an emotional rollercoaster to get there.

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By ROSS MUNROE

Being raised in a Christian household, Easter was always one of those fun holidays that I looked forward to as winter turned to spring.

For me it means family coming together to praise the Lord and recognize him being raised from the grave, conquering death and sin.

As a youth and teenager, I spent most of my Easter services at Webster Hills United Methodist Church in the mornings, listening to the beautiful songs performed by the choir and musicians, followed by a delightful lunch and egg hunt at my Grandmother’s house on my mom’s side.

But before the services and the lunch, of course, there was waking up to the freshly filled Easter basket.

It’s strange to think you believed such a silly thing as a kid but that’s all part of the fun, finding eggs, sharing the story of Jesus’ life, death and resurrection, and spending quality time with loved family members.

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By JORDAN HALL

Growing up you always knew when it was Easter weekend in Marin City, California.

On Friday you would see families at Safeway, the local grocery store, getting ready for Easter Sunday, grabbing their Easter lamb to throw on the grill.

I would get the list from my grandpa, we would start in Richmond at the meat market then head back to Marin.

The day before Easter Sunday was prep day. The women hung out at my Grandma’s house preparing the food and cooking what needed to be cooked that night.

The men went down to my Grandpa’s house and I seasoned the meat, we played dominos and talked about past and the present.  

Easter Sunday I would get woken up at 7 a.m. by my Grandpa, who would be yelling from his wheelchair for me to meet him at my Grandma’s house.

I was always the sous chef for my him; I did everything while he grilled.

I did all the things a sous chef would do until my Grandpa passed away, then I really had to do it all.

We would grill while the rest of my family members were at morning service.

Families running around in their bright Easter colors, my little brother wearing his exclusive Easter edition shoes.

Sunday breakfast would come first then my sister and some other older family members would set up an Easter egg hunt.

The kids would go have fun doing that and by time they got back the table would be set outside with the food all in place.

Children, elders and women would make their plates first then men last; my Grandma would say grace and we would dig in.

Easter has always been about bringing the family together and enjoying each other’s company.

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By JACOB CRUMP

As the week builds up for Easter a lot goes through my mind.

The final days of Easter means that Lent is almost over and I can once again eat pizza or do whatever I chose to give up for those long and dreadful 40 days, but I also feel rejoiced and fulfilling for keeping my commitment and promise to God.

Then it is all about friends and family getting together for a massive Easter egg hunt and games along with some catching up.

Photo by Esther Wysong
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We always go to Grandma’s house and play in her field and go fishing and paddle boating and attempt to not get into trouble, but where’s the fun in that?

Family, friends and God are the things that come to mind when I think about Easter and I am excited to see and be with everyone again.

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By MADELYN SHOTTON

To me, Easter means family.

Yes, I know, sounds very cliche, but I spend my Easters with my dad’s family, which is very small.

Then it is all about friends and family getting together for a massive Easter egg hunt and games, along with some catching up.

We always go to Grandma’s house and play in her field and go fishing and paddle boating and attempt to not get into trouble, but where’s the fun in that?

Family, friends and God are the things that come to mind when I think about Easter, and I am excited to see and be with everyone again.

My brother and I are the only children, so we have kind of gotten away from the egg hunts.

After eating a delicious late lunch made by my great aunt, we gather in her small living room and discuss the gossip of my small town and how the world is so different today compared to 50 years ago.

As much as my parents and I chuckle about our afternoon when we get home, I truly cherish those moments because they are slowing fading away.

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By BRANDON BOOS

Growing up as a pastor’s son, my family attended all of the Holy Week services and as a child, I always knew there was something special about the Easter season.

Just like a piece of music, book or a movie, Holy Week tells a beautiful story.

From Palm Sunday, where Jesus was hailed as king, to Maundy Thursday, to Good Friday where Jesus was killed, ultimately leading to the climax of the story, which is Easter.

While some people see this as only just a story, with no applicable meaning and use this season as a break from school and work to relax with family, I think the true meaning is something much more powerful than that.

I believe the event we celebrate at Easter, which is the resurrection of Jesus, was the most important moment in the history of the world.

1 Peter 1:3 says, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.” This verse tells us that we have been given hope through this event.

The resurrection of Jesus has a personal meaning for everyone who believes and I hope that this year Christians, including myself, can share the life-changing meaning of Easter with those around them.

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By PAUL DIXON

The week leading up to Easter is almost always stressful in my life.

Between the additional practices scheduled by my church’s music minister, school assignments and family activities, I often find myself left with very little down time.

The generally hectic nature of the Holy Week only magnifies the peace that inevitably permeates my church’s sunrise service.

In the wake of in an incredibly busy few days, the sunrise service is a chance to relax and consider the reason we celebrate this Easter.

From the stillness of the dawn air to the worshipful atmosphere, the sunrise service is my chance to truly soak in the peace God has set aside for me.

Photo by Esther Wysong

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