Are you over your chocolate hangover? Or are you still finding foil wrappers tucked in the couch cushions? Of course, this only applies if you actually celebrate Easter. For those of you who don’t, be kind to your friends and colleagues who are wandering around with wide eyes and a sugar high that will last the rest of the week.
Of course, many of these Easter refugees won’t actually be practising Christians. I wonder, now, if there are more people following Christian tradition because it’s, well, traditional, than because they actually want to commemorate the death of Christ. To be honest, over recent years, I’ve begun to wonder if I fall more into this category too.
And, does it matter? For me it does. Isn’t it hypocritical to go through the motions of Christian tradition, if you’re no longer sure of your faith? I have no answer for these questions (please enlighten me if you do) but I’m irritated that I didn’t leave the existential angst behind in my moody teens (I wasn’t actually that moody, but you know what I mean).
I know, I know. This is too deep for a Monday. I’m sorry. Blame it on the chocolate.