I Suck At Church

For those who know me, they know that I am not a big fan of religion. Don't get me wrong. I appreciate what religion has to offer. Idioms like "Thou shalt not kill" are pretty good words to live by. At the same time, the hypocrisy of religion frustrates me. And more often than naught, I find that the hypocrisy far outweighs the good of religion.

On Sunday, I attended church with Karen and my daughters (Briana and Bridget). Now, I suck at church. It just so happens that on Sunday, the local church was having an Easter egg hunt for the children. Truth be told, it was a nicely organized Easter egg hunt complete with Easter bunny. (I'm assuming a bloody Christ figure would not go over too well with children looking for eggs.)

For anyone curious, Easter... is actually Eostre or Ostara. Those pagans had it first and they celebrated the event with signs of fertility. Hence, the bunny and eggs.

Anyway, like I said, I'm not churchfolk. I have not tasted the Kool-Aid. But, I would expect that people who are churchfolk would be kind and courteous, especially right after a church mass. Needless to say, I was a little disappointed during the Easter egg hunt. Parents were mowing other people down so that their child could get a plastic egg filled with candy. There were children with bags overflowing with eggs. To me, it was like a Greedfest. Don't get me wrong. Not everyone was that bad. There was this one nice family. The father made his son give his eggs to other children who were not as fortunate as he was in collecting eggs. I thought that was nice, and really what the event should have been about. But that's just my opinion.

Naturally, while I was taking a mental tab of yet another reason why religion is chock full of hypocrisy, Briana was having fun just watching the Easter bunny. She would walk only so close to the Easter bunny... and just stare. Then when the bunny walked away, she would sort of follow... and then stare again. It was interesting.

Easter egg hunt aside, the rest of Sunday turned out to be a family day as we were invited over to my in-laws for dinner.