choc_bunnies No I am not off my meds.

No I am not “reading into” something.

No I am not misunderstanding another well-intentioned Christian.

What follows falls into the “they make this so easy” category.

Boomer’s Today is a bimonthly free publication distributed throughout Northwest Ohio. Circulation is 12, 500 copies and it is published by Front Porch Publishing LLC, Defiance Ohio.

On page 18 and 19 of the February/March 2010 issue Tanya Brunner writes:

Can you imagine marrying into a family where Easter dinner included  a platter of chocolate bunny heads with their little candy eyes staring accusingly at you?

I explained that our family had started a new tradition. In protest of the way the world had commercialized a sacred Christian holiday, we would always have headless Easter Bunnies to remind is that Christ was the head of our family…not a chocolate confection.

I don’t even know where to begin…

At the very least the writer of this article might want to do a bit of reading on the origin of that sacred Christian holiday called Easter.  If anything the pagans should feel ripped off.

The writer might also want to tell us why on one hand she is decrying the commercialization of Easter, complete with chocolate bunnies, yet she buys those very same chocolate bunnies to show her disapproval. Talk about having your cake and eating it too.

As far as a headless bunny showing that Christ is the head of the family?  I am sure Jesus prefers to keep his head. Second, according to the Bible, Jesus actually left a head of the family on earth, the husband.

I have no doubts the writer of this article was well-intentioned, though I am quite weary of having to say that.

When the Young Die

nadi and kaitlyn 8 2009

I don’t know about you but when young people, children, young adults die, it seems so senseless. So tragic. A life cut short.

When the old die we may weep and grieve, but we know the departed got a full measure of life.

When someone dies young it seems so criminal, so unfair.

I know life is unfair. I know life can be brutal and cruel.

I have lived over a half a century. My parents and grandparents are gone. Some old, some not so old when they died. My sister-in-law died a few years ago, way too young. My uncle was murdered many years ago, so young, so tragic. A few of my cousins have died in their prime.

accident Today, a girl we knew was tragically killed in a car accident just a few miles from our home. She dated our son for a few months. Sat in home. Ate our food. Her daughter played with our daughter.

She and I talked about buying houses. She was looking to buy her first home. She was excited.

A nice girl. A quiet girl. A girl who loved her family, especially her grandmother.

And on this blustery, snowy day in January she died. She was 22. She was six months pregnant. Doctors were able to save the baby, though the baby is in critical condition.

Such loss. A baby who will never know its mother. A daughter who must suffer loss when she should instead be concerned only with Barbie dolls and the things little girls think are important.

I will never understand it. I suspect I will never accept it.

But it matters not.

People die.

To Kaitlyn’s family I can only express my sincerest sympathies.

You have suffered a great loss.

picture: Kaitlyn and her daughter at Independence Dam. Spring 2009

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