There’s a moment that sneaks up on you as a parent. It doesn’t happen all at once, and it rarely comes with a warning. One day, you realize your child isn’t just growing, they’re becoming an adult, forming opinions and relating to you in ways that reflect years of shared history.

When we enter Easter with kids and consider it through the lens of identity, we’re not watering down the Gospel; we’re placing it exactly where it lands best: in the heart. Easter is not just an event to understand; it’s an identity to receive. When a child realizes, “This was for me… this says something about me,” the story moves from distant history to present reality.

You want your kid to be strong. You want them to face hard things without collapsing. But here’s the tension you probably feel if you slow down long enough to think about it: