Easter, a Magical Day

Ah, Easter. That day in late March, early-to mid April that is the ultimate Christian holiday. Xmas is fine, but it's really more for the presents, the tree, and various nogs. No, Easter is the Super Bowl for ministers. You know they get psyched for Easter Sunday. I wonder if they jump and down or hit themselves on the sides of their head like boxers do before a fight. Probably not.
But this is the day when most Americans who even casually call themselves Christians get up, have a chocolate egg or bunny, put on a suit, and actually go to church. As a kid, I remember Easter being the one Sunday that my Dad would take my sister and I. My Mom usually sang in the choir, and Easter was the one day the old man would make it out to hear "the word." I always envied the fact that my Dad didn't have to go every Sunday. I hated going to church. Not for any of the reasons I don't go now, but because it was so boring (ok, so that's still a reason). And I never understood the whole dressing up for God deal. Personally, my God doesn't really care what I'm wearing, or even if I go to a specific building once a week. He's just happy when I say hello and thank him for the good things in my life: my beautiful wife, great friends (and all of their new additions - shout out to my main man Brooks and the soon-to-be Barclay Junior!), our relatives (and their health and happiness), and of course, President Bush. I pray the hardest for him everyday. He is going through so much these days that I feel we as a Christian nation must rally around him to support him as he prepares to nuke those Iranian bastards to Hell.

No, seriously, Hoppy Easter, and hopefully Christ's message of peace and goodwill can somehow reach into the heart and empty head of our President so our brave men & women can come home safely.

Oh, and whoever came up with the chocoloate egg thing: genius. I've had so many Cadberry cream eggs I feel like a crackhead. Still wonder when someone will make a chocolate crucifix...

Peace, and IMPEACH!

TB


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