I have many fond memories of Thanksgiving both as a child and an adult. In school, they taught us that it was a day that the Indians and the Pilgrims ate together for the first Thanksgiving dinner in 1621. It was a time for family, football, delicious food, and days off from work and school.
Each year, either in late March or early April, many of us celebrate what we call “Easter”. This is a time when we celebrate the resurrection of Jesus Christ (Mark 15:16-39). The time when He came down to die for our sins and save us so that we may have eternal life. On one hand,
I remember in elementary school, we always exchanged “valentines” with our classmates. In high school, you were hoping for that red, pink, or white carnation from a special someone or just a friend. Today, as Valentine’s Day approaches, people generally fall into one of these categories: They have a special someone and have made plans
As a kid, I thought that Halloween was a day set aside for us to have fun. A time that we can dress up as something or someone else, eat candy, and go to parties. Now that I’m older and know the origin of the day, it’s not something in which my family and I