"There are two kinds of people: Greeks, and everyone else who wish they was Greek."
I'm Greek. Can't you tell?
OK, so I'm no raven-haired Grecian goddess. I've got more of a Scots-Irish look about me. But, believe it or not, I'm Greek!
Something you may not know about Greeks is that Easter is a huge holiday. Easter is jam-packed with Greek awesomeness. There's the food, like the Easter lamb (which we had) to represent the Lamb of God, and the koulourakia and dolmades (which we didn't—I can only push my husband's non-Greek family so far). We announce, "Christos Anesti!" ("Christ is Risen!") to which people reply, "Alithos Anesti!" ("Truly, He Has Risen!"). And there's always—always—family. Lots and lots of people celebrating Christ's resurrection.
Honestly, I can't think of a lot of Greek Christmas traditions my family did. Easter was the Big Deal. Easter was Christmas and the Superbowl and then some.
And shouldn't it be? I mean, I'm glad Jesus was born and all, but it was really his death and resurrection that makes all the difference. Easter should be the biggest holiday of the year. It's the reason we have eternal life! It's the reason Jesus came here! It's the most important event in the history of humanity!
Do you make Easter as big a deal as it should be? Does your year revolve around the importance of Easter or the excitement of Christmas? Not that I'm trying to pit these two holidays against one another, but sometimes it seems like our culture pushes us toward Christmas in so many ways.
But no one pushes the Greeks around. They're sticking squarely with Easter. Smart bunch, those Greeks. You know, they discovered philosophy. Medicine. Democracy. Geometry. Pizza.
Yes, even pizza. You're welcome.
So—take a cue from my Greeks: How would your life change if you lived every day in response to the resurrection? What if Easter took the top spot in your year? Not the bunnies, not the eggs, not the candy—the resurrection of your Lord and Savior?