I have been away for sometime now. I just kind of got out of the habit and I want to try get back in. I have a thought or two on this Easter Sunday, inspired somewhat by the late, great Bill Hicks, a comedian that I hold in high esteem.
The words I write are summarized and, if somehow incorrect, the error is mine.
I am reminded of part of his monologue where he was happy to announce that he had just returned from Australia and happy to report that Australia celebrated the crucifixion and resurrection of our Lord and Savior in the same manner that the United States did, by teaching them that a giant bunny delivers toys to children in the middle of the night.
So then I got to thinking. What are we teaching our children? Upon his birth, we teach them that a fat man with a white beard, driving a magic sleigh with flying reindeer deliver toys all over the world to good little boys and girls. Upon his death and rebirth we introduce them to the Easter Bunny.
Before you get excited, I am not dogging on anyone’s religion. I count myself as one who believes in the teachings of Jesus and understand that both of the aforementioned practices are symbolic only. I also understand that all those who do follow Him will take the time to teach the true meaning of both seasons to their children.
Still, don’t they both seem a little silly?
I hope this is taken in the good spirit in which it was intended.
Happy Easter to all.