Bigger Than Jesus

WARNING: If you're not one to have a sense of humor about religion, Jesus, Easter or Catholicism, you probably want to read something else. Might I suggest some nice, inoffensive pug pics instead. Everyone likes pugs, right? Anyway, consider yourself warned.

I was raised Catholic. I mean, if you consider being enrolled into Catholic School when I was too young to know better, then forced to go to church every Sunday, Holiday (Religious as well as Secular), and special event like-it-or-not for the entirety of my young life being "raised Catholic." That is, until I was deemed old enough to decide for myself. Guess what I decided. I decided to sleep in on Sundays.

It's Lent right now, and I've made a few snarky comments about giving up holidays, or how the decision to eat a cheeseburger or not on Fridays isn't really the same as being publicly whipped, humiliated, then crucified and left for dead. What can I say? I'm funny. Sometimes that funny comes at the expense of others...

...Or the core religious and spiritual beliefs of others.



I don't do Lent. I just never saw the point. Like I said, refraining from trash tv for 40 nights, or abstaining from whole milk lattes seems a bit of a slap in the face of the story of Easter. Frankly, if I was Jesus I'd be up in Heaven this time of year like "Pshhht! Are they serious? Sooo not the same thing!"

Then there's cases such as the couple I encountered in the gas station store Wednesday evening. Drunk as skunks, high as heck, buying more booze and cursing enough to make an off-shore man blush, they were both sporting the mark of having gone to church on Ash Wednesday. Um... Can we say hypocrisy?

Yeah, we probably can't.

But then I started thinking about Lent not as an empty religious tradition, but as an exercise in building character. A chance to break bad habits as well as form a few new good ones.

I have this terrible habit of getting all gung-ho about something and then dumping it within the week. (Remember how I was gonna take up baking?) This blog tends to be one of those things. I'll blog like crazy for a week or two and then.... *crickets*

So, even though I'm late by a few days, I promise to blog every day for the remainder of the next 40.

Jesus just went all "Pshhht! My peeps totally wrote The Bible. Top that!"

Well, I accept your challenge, Jesus.

This house has a lightening rod, right?

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