There's something special about Easter. It's not really widely celebrated in Sweden anymore other than as another reason to go out and drink (but which holiday isn't at this point?), but I've always enjoyed it. As a child I used to paint eggs and make decorations with my family and I sucked at it. I didn't have the patience to glue a tiny nose onto something that was meant to look like a bunny and my eggs always ended up having one colour with a line around them in another colour. All the eggs were still praised of course and in the end they were all eaten so I guess it didn't really matter much if they were pretty or not. It's the thought that counts. I think that's the main thing about Easter this day, it's less about the killing of Jesus Christ and more about the thought of being together and spending time with the family.
Personally I always take some time to think back on what happened to Jésus and thank him for taking it upon him to soak up my sins. Mostly because if he hadn't, then I wouldn't get five days of work. Good going there, Jebus and thank you.
2 comments:
You do realise Easter isn't about the killing of Jesus but about his resurrection, right? (A)
I don't know about you, but I was taught that Good Friday was him dying on the cross and rising again on Easter Monday. Seems like it was about the killing of Mr. Jesús to me.
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