I was wished a “Happy Bunny Day” by a friend of mine the other day. And I thought “Bunny day? BUNNY Day?!?” Tanichca is disgusted, as you can well imagine. What once was a feast, celebrating love so powerful that God himself died a torturous death for us, has been reduced the the status of a holiday for smelly rodents. Easter never has and never will have anything to do with bunnies. End of discussion.
And what about those “Spring Spheres?” Well, apperently some schools, fearing that the name “Easter Egg” is too controversial and politically incorrect, has switched the name of the traditional (from Ukraine and Russia hundreds of years go) project of egg decorating. Eggs may seem to have as little to do with Easter as bunnies or pastel chocolates, but lets look at this from the perspective of a chicken-ista. An egg seems dead. A rock. Useless. But inside, life springs anew, and will come out when we least expect it, a sign of resurrection. Spring Spheres? Not so much.
What about the usual “true meaning of Easter” you ask? Well, God sent his Son to Earth. His Son, Jesus, died the most horrible death any human being has ever invented or endured, because he loved YOU enough to do so. And that would have been end of story, as so many criminals have died of crucifixion and so many religious leaders have been martyred. But Jesus Christ rose again, gave himself life, and forever conquered sin and Death. And he will come back, one day. Be ready.
Happy EASTER, everyone.
Love to all!
-Tatiana Emilia Federoff, AKA Tanichca