Hank, Sue, and the Easter Bunny... versus ...
THE EASTER STORY
Hank was a boy of age sixteen, and Sue, the age of fourteen. Sitting one day in school. Hearing it is Easter time.
Hank ask Sue, “Hey, you want to help with my Sunday school class color Easter eggs, and hide them for the Easter egg hunt we are having?”
Sue in her day dreaming time, thinking to herself. Wondering could Hank ask me to do something with him. He is so cute, and nice. He doesn’t use those bad words and gives respect to the teachers. Not like the other boys in the classroom. Wow, he must have read my mind.
“Yeah that would be nice to color Easter eggs. However, I must ask my parents if it is OK. What day and the time?”
Hank said, “April 7 at 1:00 p.m.”
So that afternoon, Sue walked into her house to ask her mother: who was in the kitchen making bread, and her dad hadn’t gotten home yet.
“Hey Mom, remember the boy I talked to you about. The boy at school, Hank. Well today he asked me to go to his church to help color Easter eggs for the Easter egg hunt they have having. Can I go Mom, can I go?”
“We really don’t know this boy, Sue. You know we don’t go to church. They will be talking about that man name, Jesus. And it is not are customs to believe in this Jesus, believing He is the Messiah. He came to save the world from their sin. Sue, I know you like this boy name Hank, and you are wanting to have friends in school. But we are good people. Let me talk with your Dad about this.”
Sue walked out of the kitchen thinking to herself. Why is always this problem when I ask to go do something when it concerns the church?
My school friend Sally ask the other day if I could to stay overnight with the Assembly of God church youth gathering. And the same response from my parents.
Gee, what’s this story about this man name, Jesus? And He has something to do about forgiving our sin?
Oh, I remember Sally giving me a little booklet. I think I will go read it. Maybe I will understand.
The booklet started out:
Long ago in a far way land ... called Nazareth.
Came a story about a baby name ... Jesus.
He was born to a virgin mother ... Mary.
His natural Father was a carpenter by trade.
He grew in years ...
By the time He was 12.
He was reading the Jewish scrolls in synagogue.
The law ... The Ten Commandments.
His days were filled with doing ... What He was called to do.
A Father up above ... The God of the Universe.
Sent His Son, Jesus ... To save the world.
By the time He was thirty ... His ministry had started.
John the Baptist ... Baptized Him.
He walked the land of Israel.
Healing the sick, raising the dead, and casting out the demons.
Freely He gave.
The Jewish religious leaders...
Did not like what Jesus was saying, “I can forgive your sin?”
He called the 12 disciples ... to follow Him.
One was Judas...
He sold Jesus for 30 pieces of silver.
The Roman solders took him in custody...
And brought Him before the King of the land...
He wanted nothing to do with Jesus penalty.
They yelled out, “Crucify Him.”
They took Him and beat Him.
Thirty-nine lashes on His back.
Put a crown of thorns on His head.
He was heading to ... THE CROSS.
They nailed His has hands and feet.
................ON THAT DAY...............
As His mother watch from ... a far.
The Roman solder took a spear and pieced His side.
They came and buried Him.
And Mary Magdalene ... went to the tomb.
To fine He was gone.
The Angel spoke ... “HE IS RISEN.”
That’s why Jesus was given.
A day in history.
A time to know.
The story was told of a man.
“HE IS RISEN.”
1 Did Sue’s parents let her go?
2 Did Sue show her parents ... what she learned
in the booklet?
3 Should I make that decision to learn about the
Jesus ... they talk about
He died for my sin?
He died for my sin?
Maybe, I can learn about the Ten Commandments He is talking
about … And say good words, Myself. To
please the Jesus ... the man that gave His life for me.
THE EASTER STORY
WRITTEN BY BETTY J WEDEKIND
(c) 2019
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