Good Friday is never good for me. I am a Christian and, on Good Friday, I am overcome with remorse for what we did to Jesus that day. Whether Easter for you is about the bunny or The Lamb, it is, to me, a time to reflect on a flickering light in this world.
I don’t know about you but, these last few years, I find myself saying more and more, “WTF is wrong with people?” when I hear or read of the seemingly-endless accounts of cruelty, assault and murder. It is not rare to count the first five stories on the local news or to read the first seven stories on-line filled with meanies, knuckleheads and far, far worse than that.
Maybe because the Internet allows us to see more, we believe that there is more. Maybe there is. But it is true that people have been wretched and rotten and inhumane to each other for centuries.
Whether you believe that Jesus was the Son of God is a step beyond a truth that there was, indeed, a man named Jesus who was put to death in his time. That crucifixion should have been the most extraordinary story of that time just for the inhumane details of it. Unfortunately, that is not nearly the case.
We have, as mankind, hung people from trees and walked them off of planks into the ocean with their hands and feet tied. We have disemboweled them alive and burned them alive, too. We have crucified them, even upside down. Beheaded and gutted and shot and stabbed them.
Over and over I ask again…why have we not taught and why have they not learned?
A murder, a torture, an assault, a rape, a robbery or a bullying should be so rare and so over-the-top that we rail against the enormous wrongness of that single act. In that case, we could stand aside and rationalize how that one went wrong whether it was bad parenting or trauma or mental illness or drugs or whatever. The event would be the talk of the town and the commitment of the community. It would headline and enrage-just that one event.
But to imagine the literally uncountable, over the centuries, who have suffered and died at the hands of like others….I weep for this. We can’t even remember each instance for a week when so many follow.
How does anyone grow up to believe that if someone has worked hard for something, it is OK to steal it from them. Take it for themselves….If someone desires a person, they are to be conquered, with or without their consent. If someone has this color of this or that size of that, it is OK to belittle, bully and humiliate them for it. If someone has thought or imagined or wronged or erred or even glanced in a way, then it is OK to murder them. To take them out. To remove them from an offended sight.
This Easter I wish everyone someone to love. Someone they don’t want to lose so maybe they won’t be so quick to do something that might find them in prison the rest of their life for. Someone they don’t want to lose because of retaliation for something horrific they might do. Someone they don’t want to have to stand before having brought shame upon. Someone they would rather just enjoy life with and make good of it with.
I wish everyone someone to love. A kid that looks up to them. A dog or a cat who waits and depends upon them. A friend. A partner. A spouse. Someone. Someone who inspires their best and someone who puts a face to the fear of loss.
Perhaps if we do a better job of filling people’s hearts with a love that cannot imagine hating, then we will spend less time filling up our prisons and our cemeteries.
Seems we do a better job of being aware of the colds we spread. We pay attention. We tell people to stay away with their germs. We don’t want to catch that!!!
Maybe we need to do a better job of realizing that, indeed, we are spreading something every day. The common cold is the least of our problems.
Let’s spread good germs. See if those around us will “catch” a positive attitude, a forgiving culture, a pleasant manner, a helpful way, a healthy respect, a foundation of love.
Happy Easter, Happy Spring, Happy Every Little Thing.