Easter is among us! As is our Easter mantle. You know I love my mantle.

Jack helped me with the garland. [Smiles]

Do you know what else I love about Easter (other than my simple, yet festive, mantle display)?

Easter traditions!

The Saturday before every Easter Sunday, for as long as I can remember, we have gone to my MeMama’s house in Macon and eaten lunch, dyed eggs, and then hunted them. I love, love, love spending time with my family…and I have a secret passion for dying Easter eggs. I have to restrain myself around the kiddos these days and let them have the majority of the fun. I love to take time on each egg, making it special. My pet peeve are the egg dyers that just plop them in the dyes as quick as they can and call it a day.

Maybe I take this a little too seriously?

Anywho, tomorrow I will be re-living those wonderful memories, but this year I am tripley excited because Jack is actually old enough to understand and hunt eggs! So. Excited.

Did I say that already?

Oh. And do you want to know the third reason that I absolutely love Easter? Nope, it’s not the desserts, although this year we plan to tackle this Pinterest baby, and make carrot cake cupcakes too! It’s actually a little, but powerful, five letter word.


Easter is the day my fate was sealed. Sealed by the hand of God. A child of God, a citizen in his Kingdom. Death had lost. My sin was conquered. HE IS ALIVE! THE TOMB IS EMPTY! Words cannot describe the joy.

In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This Cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm

What heights of love, what depths of peace
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease
My Comforter, my All in All
Here in the love of Christ I stand

In Christ alone, who took on flesh
Fullness of God in helpless Babe
This gift of love and righteousness
Scorned by the ones He came to save

Til on that cross as Jesus died
The wrath of God was satisfied
For every sin on Him was laid
Here in the death of Christ I live, I live

There in the ground His body lay
Light of the world by darkness slain
Then bursting forth in glorious Day
Up from the grave He rose again

And as He stands in victory
Sin’s curse has lost its grip on me
For I am His and He is mine
Bought with the precious blood of Christ

No guilt in life, no fear in death
This is the power of Christ in me
From a life’s first cry to final breath
Jesus commands my destiny

No power of hell, no scheme of man
Could ever pluck me from His hand
Til He returns or calls me home
Here in the power of Christ I stand

Happy Easter, friends. You have been redeemed.

With love, Malorie