What a privilege. I met some children who said the word Easter reminded them of eggs and bunnies, especially those eggs we call cascarones that are refilled with surprise confetti. The occasion was an opportunity to talk about Jesus’ death and resurrection. More than once, I’ve met children who thought Santa Claus was born at Christmas. On those occasions, it was an opportunity to tell about Jesus’ birth. Each was an unexpected conversation that brought the utmost delight. . . To speak the name of Jesus our Christ is a humble honor. When my heart flutters to realize an open door for conversation, I silently ask the Lord to lead. . . May you be blessed to seek His pleasures first.
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