What is Easter to you?

Ok, well since this is not an open forum where everyone gets a say, I will share what Easter is to me.

As a child, it was about the chocolate. Lets be honest, it's when you get to shovel down chocolate until you can eat no more.

I was raised a Christian, so I understand the religious meaning of Easter and what the blood sacrifice of Jesus Christ means. However, I find it difficult now to count myself as a Christian if not impossible, since I don't believe that Christ was our Saviour. Please feel free to disagree, that is what that little button at the bottom of each post is for. I mean no offense, but my grown-up Kritikal interpretation of the Holy Scripture is much different, than the innocent childish beliefs I once had.

Having faith in a God that you can't see, hear, feel, or prove, is something I have great appreciation and respect for. I do not and will never mock a person who puts faith and trust in their own God. I am just not one of those people, although I have tried, and tried very hard, I am not. My understanding and personal interpretation of Jesus of Nazareth is that he did die on the cross, that he was tormented, and tortured for more than 6 hours on that cross, that he was murdered by a people that despised anyone different, and that it was one of the greatest injustices in the history of man kind. 

However that is kind of where traditional Christian interpretation, and my interpretation part ways. I won't go into what I believe happened next, or why Jesus is not my personal savior, I don't think it's very respectful on such a week end, to the people that believe quite differently. I may be Kritikal, but come on, a little respect. 

So, again, what does Eater mean to me? It means the gathering of one, sometimes one and a half extremely dysfunctional families, it means the thrill of loading my niece and nephews up with toys and chocolate eggs. It means sharing a long week end with my lovely man Splad. And to me, it means remembering a man, who even while being crucified for his individuality, for his friend's betrayal, for his unique love and understanding of every one around him, was still able to bring comfort to a criminal who was being slowly executed beside him.

What one of us could truthfully say we would die for another? Who of us could honestly say we would lay down our life for someone we never met? Yes many would. But how many say it, but could never follow through? This is not a question of ones honesty, or love for mankind. It's just my thoughts on Easter.

Kritikal.