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.
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.