The Easter Bunny Didn’t Do It

Children anticipate the arrival of the Easter Bunny each year to bring with it; colorful Easter eggs, some filled with chocolate, fun toys and sometimes even money. It is a time that we as adults go out and buy cartons of eggs to color and hide for our children to find. We make baskets and fill them with toys, stuffed animals and candy and call them Easter baskets. But the real reason for the season had nothing to do with Easter Bunnies, baskets, colored eggs or seek and find. But everything to do with a Savior who came died and arose again so that we may spend eternity with Him. It’s about the price Jesus paid for our ransom on the cross.

The arrival of the long-eared, cotton-tale, Easter Bunny was not who the children of God were waiting on…they were waiting on a King to save them. His name was Jesus! The children of God had been awaiting the arrival of a Savior one that would come and redeem the world. Yet he did not come packaged in fur, hopping on four legs or laying colorful eggs. The last time I checked bunnies could not lay eggs. Our Savior came as both man and spirit. Still not like they imagined, so they did not recognize him when he arrived on the scene.

I have read the death and resurrection of Christ many times throughout my life yet chills still run up and down my spine! The story is heart wrenching but it happened, it’s not some made up event for a bestselling novel. Nor is it a great plot for a major motion picture. These events were foretold long before Jesus’ arrival. These events were recorded for you and I, and serve as a testament of truth, unconditional love and examples of complete servanthood by a loving Savior. As I re-read scripture this morning capturing the moments leading up to Jesus’ death on the cross, I could not help but feel anger toward those that despiteful hurt my Lord and brutally beat, and degraded my Lord by spitting in His face. Cold chills continued to run through my body as I read how the soldiers nailed Jesus to the cross. I placed myself at the scene on that Friday and visualized turning away and not being able to look upon the torture that was being done to my Lord. Yet I waited in anticipation of Him announcing who He really was, I waited for him to reveal His power to those evil men that didn’t have a clue that he was the Son of God! Yet my Lord never said a word against them, I could only visualize the horrific pain of large nails being driven through his hands and feet. The crown of thorns that caused huge blood drops to drip into his eyes mixed with sweat from carrying His own cross and yet not being able to wipe the mixture from his eyes. The weight of his body bearing all the pain and agony of hanging on the cross & not able to move into any position for relief but enduring the pain just for you and I! He was a spectacle for all to see, mocked, ridiculed and still not having a clue who they watched hour by hour as my Lord suffered & died while nailed to the cross. None of the torture killed Him he gave His life freely just as scripture had foretold. Now that’s Love.

(The Easter Bunny Didn’t Do It)!

As I thought about this it brought tears to my eyes because I have only one son and I pondered
thinking what if I had to watch as others beat and then nailed my only son to a cross in order to save the very ones that placed him there? What would I do, how could I watch, what would I have done? But Mary was there and watched her son being crucified on the cross. I can only imagine her great droplets of tears that adorned her face, the unbearable pain in her heart so consuming that she wanted to die herself and the eternal pictures she would forever have to endure as memories of her son’s final days as they flashed before her eyes. (The Easter Bunny Didn’t Do It)

Yet we think we have to go through so much…We think our trials are so tough but when you compare what we go through to what Jesus endured then can we truly understand that our trials are mere temporary setbacks. We have not experienced true trials. So the next time we think our cross is too hard to bare, ask yourself would you have rather taken Jesus’ cross?

(The Easter Bunny Didn’t Do It)

So during this time of thankfulness as we prepare for Easter to remember the sacrifice of the cross. The Easter Bunny didn’t die for us. The Easter Eggs cannot save us, and the money we spend for new clothes as we arrive at church on Easter morning will not cover our sins. Only believing that Jesus came, died and was resurrected that we all might live again is what Easter is all about.

No, my friends “The Easter Bunny Didn’t Do It”, he couldn’t hop fast enough to save us from hells grip, he couldn’t bring enough Easter baskets either, no matter how colorful the eggs it couldn’t do what Jesus did. Even if you put the Easter Bunny on the Cross its life still could not save us, only the blood of Jesus that was shed for me way back on Calvary. It’s His Blood, His sacrifice His life, death and resurrection are why we celebrate on Easter Sunday! I praise God for the blood!

The Easter Bunny Didn’t Do It then and He can’t do it now.