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Resurrection Eggs We've been rehearsing the Easter Story with our children through these 40 days of Passion through the use of "Resurrection Eggs." A pretty creative idea, Resurrection Eggs, are a dozen plastic colored eggs in an egg carton; each containing a small trinket (i.e. plastic donkey, leather whip strip, white linen cloth, small rock, etc.) to help narrate through the Story. It's a lot of fun because it gives the children (really the parents!) something to hold onto as the Story unfolds. The final egg--you guessed it-- is empty. We have a lot of fun saying "And on the Third Day the women came to the tomb and it was EMPTY!!!
Last night Mary Kathryn (2.75) asked for "two more minutes" with the eggs after we shared it together. So far she's been pretty quiet through the telling. David (4.75) is the more vocal participant and serves as a co-commentator; doing "color" so to speak. With her little chubby hands, Mary Kathryn began to open each of the eggs again, taking out the trinket and then carefully putting it back in and closing the egg. She had them completely out of order as she tried to capture the essence of what they stood for with passioned inflection in her voice. But interestingly she made a consistent refrain prior to opening each egg-- she said, "And On the Third Day"
It's nice theology, really. We can't talk about the donkey ride or the Upper Room or the soldiers gambling or the spear in His side or the cross or any of it on the Egypt side of Easter. (get what I mean?) In other words-- the journey of Lent happens in the Light of "And on the Third Day." He is Risen--already-- though in us not yet completely. That's what the journey of Lent is about.
Labels: passion year, theology
posted by John David Walt | at 3/09/2005 10:19:00 AM
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Isn't it amazing how children become so amazed and excited about the story of Jesus, when we adults sit back in our pews and nod off week after week. What a great idea for teaching them the Easter story, and what great parents for doing it so soon. Thanks for sharing this.
JohnDeere,
You know, I had an experience with resurrection eggs and my nephew Logan when I first came to seminary. It was Holy Saturday of 2002 and I was sharing the eggs with Logan. He was so young at the time that I found it especially difficult to tell him the story. As soon as I was finished, breathed a sigh of relief, he asked to retell the story again. So I did fighting back the tears as I recounted the Passion and resurrection of Jesus.
That night Logan took the eggs home with him, sat his Father down at the table... and told him the story as well.
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This has little to do with eggs, but everything to do with "the third day." This year something odd happened to me. My boss looked at me and said, ok, you have Good Friday. I am honored, and bewildered, and overwhelmed all at once. I have the responsibility to plan the Good Friday service. But as I have looked for Hymns / Music, I have noticed that there are not many songs that leave us with the weight of Friday.
As I have been thinking about it, Friday is our redemption, Sunday is our hope. Yes, we can talk about the blood and being washed, but it seems far too seldom that we let ourselves feel the weight of Friday.
I started something this evening, but am not a poet, so I decided that I would submit it to my favorite community of poets (JD and michael) and see what ya'll can add.
-the crucified-
In darkness we find light
Though wrong we are made right
and crimson washes white
Hail to the crucified.
the tearing of his flesh
provides the weary rest
humanity is blessed
Hail to the crucified.
The son of God made man
becomes the sinners friend
perfection became sin
hail to the crucified
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Any additions, correction changes are more than welcome. I also want to add a refrain.
Hail to the crucified
Life comes from him who died
la la la la la la?
la la la la la la?
la la la la?
(someone please fix the la's)
Thoughts?
Oh, and another thought I had this time last year.
Maybe we can include it in the above?
Of all the ways we humans could have killed the Lord of life, we did it by asphyxiation.
The one who breathed the breath of life into us, and we took his breath away. (interesting thought)
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