As a child, Easter was a time of great joy!
School was out and us kids ran and played with the abandon of Youth. Kite flying was an event we looked forward to with great anticipation.
Good Friday we knew, no meats there could be, but of the sweets we would consume all we could eat.
There was a fable circulating about putting an egg in a glass of rainwater and it would show you your future, I was always afraid of what it may show so I never did it.
Kites were the order of the day and the older kids were the experts. We would trudge behind them to what we called the “back-dam” a few miles in the back where no one lived, there were just trees and animals to pick the wild paste, a glue that we would use to paste the kite paper together and young bamboo that would be malleable enough to bend and twist to make the “head” on the kite that would carry the wind in a certain way and the kite would sing (a loud whistling sound).
There would be kite competitions and the grand finale would be on Easter Monday. Kite flying, food and playing.
The History of Kite-flying
Where did kites come come from? Per the American Kite fliers Association, kites were flown in China and the Malay Archipelago two to three thousand years ago. It is purported that kites were invented in China.
Back then they were used primarily for military purposes. Kites were even used to catch fish by early natives living in the South Sea Islands.
Kites were studied as a way to understand aerodynamics and electricity.
As kite flying spread to Europe compliments of Marco Polo, it soon got to North and South America. Enter my life in South America.
Kite Flying and Christianity
For Christians, kite flying is a symbol of Christ’s ascension to the heavens. As taught to us when the kite does up in the air it signifies the scriptural ascent of Jesus to the heavens.
This year Easter Monday will not be the same.
The day Jesus would leave the earth began as any other, He was speaking to his disciples and as always giving them directives of how they were to continue living.
Jesus commanded his disciples that they should not depart from Jerusalem but wait for the promise of the father.
Acts 1:9 — When they therefore were come together, they asked of him, saying, Lord, wilt thou at this time restore again the kingdom to Israel? 7And he said unto them, It is not for you to know the times or the seasons, which the Father hath put in his own power. 8But ye shall receive power, after that the Holy Ghost is come upon you: and ye shall be witnesses unto me both in Jerusalem, and in all Judaea, and in Samaria, and unto the uttermost part of the earth.
9And when he had spoken these things, while they beheld, he was taken up; and a cloud received him out of their sight.
The angels then spoke to them…
“Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into heaven? This same Jesus, which is taken up from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner as ye have seen him go into heaven”.
The disciples then returned to Jerusalem as Jesus directed and when the day of Pentecost had come, to the upper room and them being in one accord and in one place.
Suddenly there was a mighty rushing wind from heaven and filled the house where they were and they were all filled with the Holy Ghost and began to speak in tongues.
God had promised that in the last days He would pour out His Spirit on all flesh.
It warms to heart to read God’s promises, the promised Holy Spirit resides with us, praise God.
He is indeed our comforter, our guide and reminds us gently of those things we need to do and even of those things that we have done wrong.
The only Spirit gives us utterance on prayers especially in times we do not know what to say.
My heart bursts with joy about Jesus especially this year as I witness the “goodness” of humankind.
Lots of love, peace, blessings and safety to you all.