As I sit and contemplate the Easter preparations, I will be making for the family meal on Easter Sunday, my thoughts also travel to the Bible, and the accounts of Palm Sunday, Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and then the alleluias of joy at the empty tomb on Easter Sunday.
I often wonder how we got to this point in 2017, when the Easter candy, baskets and the like take up residence in stores right after Valentine’s Day.
As a child growing up in the late 1940s and early ’50s, commercial interests did not creep into our lives as they do now with television and the internet. The Sears, Spiegel and Montgomery Ward catalogs were king at our farmhouse.
With their arrival, my brother and I would look and wish, and my parents would look and wish. Sometimes, a few things were ordered, but mostly they were not to be afforded.