In fact the only thing the easter bunny has done for me is made me wet my pants and cry when I was a child. He didn't display unfailing love and he didn't get crucified...the easter bunny is a wuss. He didn't do anything yet during this time of the month he gets more glory than the One who actually did do something. I wish the easter bunny and some colorful eggs wouldn't take away from the wonderful message of Easter Sunday.
I know this blog is short and kinda random but it has just been bothering me lately so I just needed to throw it out there.
This is what I find my joy and hope in:
"After the Sabbath, at dawn on the first day of the week, Mary Magdalene and the other Mary went to look at the tomb. There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow. The guards were so afraid of him that they shook and became like dead men.
The angel said to the women, "Do not be afraid, for I know that you are looking for Jesus, who was crucified. He is not here; he has risen, just as he said. Come and see the place where he lay. Then go quickly and tell his disciples: 'He has risen from the dead and is going ahead of you into Galilee. There you will see him.' Now I have told you."
-Matthew 28:1-7
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