I hate that I’m not more connected to Easter. Emotionally or spiritually I’m just sort of ambivalent this year. Last year I went through a no-meat Lenten fast. This year . . . well . . . I guess I’ve kind of given up beer. But not really for Lent. And not strictly. I suppose I’m missing out on the deeper meaning and resonance of Easter. But I just don’t feel like it this year if I’m being honest. I’m thinking about going camping tomorrow. Apparently I’m not the only one and Bouma nails it on the head.
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Dude, “Easter” has been bitter-sweet to me for several years now. I won’t post all my thoughts about the subject, but I say go camping.