It was Monday and I had just finished making a spring wreath. I was really excited about it, and it was time for Family Home Evening. My sister had dropped by to say hi and she looked at the wreath in my hands and asked, “Oh are you doing Family Home Evening?”. We were, but it wasn’t going to be at all what I had planned, and yet it was going to be exactly what we needed, or at least what I needed.
I had planned on doing an FHE on gratitude. Pretty rote stuff, a story, a song, some thank you letters, but when my sister asked me if we were doing Family Home Evening I realized that the wooden wreath I was holding in my hands looked a lot like the crown of thorns. Suddenly, I had a lesson much more powerful than what I had originally planned.
It was the right circumference, it was a little rag tag looking, and it brought tears to my eyes to think of it.
My husband opened the meeting. We prayed, we sang I Stand All Amazed, and we started talking about the atonement. We talked about what happened on Easter. We talked about how after Christ atoned for our sins in the Garden of Gethsemane he was tortured and crowned with thorns. I passed around the wreath and we were dead quiet as we each looked at it and imagined it with sharp thorns and the blood of our Savior and Redeemer.
Then I passed out note paper and asked everyone to write a thank you note to Jesus, thanking Him for the atonement as well as the myriad of other things He has done for us.
Sometimes it’s hard to come up with adult FHE lessons, sometimes they just fall into our laps.
I know that my Redeemer lives. I know that He atoned for my sins and died that I might live again. That He is Risen is what Easter is all about. He rose after three days and He is still risen. He loves us, and if you’re not sure that He loves you, please pray and ask Heavenly Father to assure you of that love. He will, one way or another, it may not be immediate, but it will come.
We are going to decorate the wreath with white flowers on Easter morning to symbolize the purity of Christ as well as his resurrection. I hope that after Easter is over, when I hang it on my door it will remind us all of Easter, and what our big brother did for us.