As I was tucking my two-year-old daughter into bed last night, I said “Good night, Ellie. I love you.” And to my surprise, she said “Good night. Love you, too. Happy Easter.”
At first, I thought it was cute that she was still saying “Happy Easter” so long after we had celebrated Easter. Then, I thought, “Wait a minute… one, two, three, four, five, six weeks. We’re still celebrating Easter—or, at least we should be.”
Until Pentecost, we could really still be wishing each other a “Happy Easter,” but we don’t. The Resurrection is so central to our faith that it takes 50 days to celebrate it. In my family, we have a nice brunch and egg hunt on Easter Sunday, but we don’t do anything particularly special on the second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh Sundays. Why do we seem to stop celebrating Easter so early?
I’d like to propose doing something different for the rest of this year and for years to come. Do something special on each of the seven Sundays of Easter. It doesn’t have to be a big brunch and egg hunt each week because anything you do for seven weeks in a row would start to lose some of the excitement around it. Maybe you go on a nature walk at your local park. Maybe you invite family or friends over for a friendly game of baseball and a cook out. Maybe you volunteer at a local soup kitchen. It could be anything that’s a little out of the ordinary for you. Offer it up in the continuing celebration of Christ’s Resurrection. And keep reminding your children, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, friends and fellow parishioners that Easter is so special, it’s celebrated for seven weeks. Happy Easter!
“Cross” image from Luigi Diamanti