This blog is about the story of my family here in America. We arrived in the 1630s as Puritans, and became the common folk of the New World.

Why the day after Easter was the same as Easter to the Puritans

My family, the Puritans, celebrated Easter. They celebrated the resurrection of Jesus Christ on Easter Day.

And there was nothing unusual about that, because they celebrated it every day. They celebrated it with every breath they took. Whether they hid eggs or wore Easter bonnets on Easter Sunday, I have no idea. They were people, with families (obviously, because I'm here), so it stands to reason that they did the things that kids love to do.

As Puritans, they had broken away from the established Church of their forefathers. Theirs was not a world of dogma and ceremony, theirs was a world that revolved around the Word of God, which they read in the Bible that they had fought for, in a language that they understood, with no need of intervention from Priests.

The Puritans didn't do what their religious leaders told them, it was the reverse - the congregation ruled. To this day, Protestants tend to resent being told what to do. But they knew what to do, and they saw the Light of the World with every sunrise.
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