Good Lord. It was Easter Sunday today. A day for little kids hiding eggs, family get together over ham and turkey…a day to enjoy.
It was raining here so we stayed home. My husband has asked me not to watch politics on his days off, and so, we enjoyed watching TV today: They had on reruns of Back to the Future, The Goonies, Episodes of Monk, and my personal favorite: The Ten Commandments with Charles Heston.
It was a typical Easter in America. Spring is all around…birds, flowers…people going to church…
Unless of course, you turn on the news which I did tonight and no, there was nothing typically Easter at all:
On the front page of Drudge, some black guy in Ohio killed an old man for no other reason than he felt like killing somebody. He posted it on Facebook. And then he admits he killed 13 other people because he “just snapped.” His girlfriend dumped him, so he calmly went out and shot people. And yet, he was talking to some friend on his cell phone and saying “I love you buddy.”
Complete disconnect here. Complete. (Hope your buddy loves you enough to visit you in jail.)
And while I was enjoying working in the garden outside this weekend, over 27 people were shot in Chicago. Mostly because it seems it’s just fun to drive around and shoot at people for no other reason than because it’s fun. Some were just walking down the sidewalk, or sitting on their porches.
Was Rahm Emanuel spending his Easter with the other democratic elites out in the Pacific Tropical islands with Obama, Michelle, Oprah, Spielberg, Tom Hanks and Springsteen? And I have to wonder, why the richest most famous democrats in the world are all gathered in the vast ocean?
Are they HIDING? Or is this the party where they will all lick their very big ego’s and wounds, and plan their future attacks on Trump?
Don’t you wonder what they are all cooking up? Whatever it is, you can be sure it wasn’t a solution to the blacks killing blacks in Chicago.
And how about this:
In Berkeley California, Trump supporters got in a major fight with Soros’s liberal idiots. Lots of people were hurt, and what exactly were the leftist fighting about? Trump? Really? The liberals found out that Trump supporters don’t believe in “Turn the Other Cheek.”
And I’m not a big fan of it either, in many cases.
And speaking of turning the other cheek…we all know, that if you attack President Trump:
He hits back.
Even though he won a victory against the showdown with North Korea, because the missiles Kim Jun un shot off, did not go well, why then is Russia and China sending THEIR warships to the area?
I also wonder—Has the world always been on the edge of “snapping?”
Sadly, yes. It happened many years ago when it snapped and crucified Jesus, didn’t it?
And every Easter we celebrate it, go figure.
Excuse me while I go and eat my chocolate bunny. I just don’t want to think about all this stuff anymore.
At least, not until, next Easter.
Everybody have a great Easter!
See you on Monday!
(By the way..the kids all got their eggs back.)
Nobody Thinks the world lost one of God’s most beloved works last Good Friday: Thomas Kinkade. Anyone who has ever seen one of his paintings has been touched. He was probably America’s most beloved painter. That man was touched by God…no doubt about it.
I was at the art museum here in St. Louis last week, and I remember staring at a whole room of what I call, “modern crap” art. One such picture took up a whole wall and was entirely…blue. That’s it. No doubt some rich person would have paid millions for it. A six-grader could have painted it.
If just one of Thomas’s pictures had been in that room, I wouldn’t have even glanced at those, as we here in middle earth call them: rip-offs. But, you won’t find Thomas in any hotsy tosty museum, which shows you how far the ‘rich’ have genetically improved their IQ, and how morally lost many of them seem to be.
Nobody Thinks the fact that this “Warrior of Light” as he was known, Good Christian as he was….the fact that he died on Good Friday was no mere coincidence. His incredible talent, is beloved by the “meek” the “humble’ and the “rightous”…and yes, we are all still here.
The man, had the gift of an angel. And although I think God took him too soon…I think Easter is a fine time to reflect on the gracious light he gave to us all while he was here, and reflect of the real meaning of Easter.
Thomas once said:
“I share something in common with Norman Rockwell and, for that matter, with Walt Disney,” he said. “In that I really like to make people happy.”
Boy, did he.
For his Easter message, Obama has come out and tried to tell us all, just how much strength he gets from Jesus, because you see…Obama said this:
“Like us, Jesus knew doubt. Like us, Jesus knew fear, It puts in perspective our small problems relative to the big problems he was dealing with. It gives us courage, it gives us hope. We all have experiences that shake our faith. There are times we question God’s plan…but that’s precisely when we should remember Jesus’ own doubts and eventually his triumph.”
Obama likes to talk about Jesus, especially on Easter: Last year, he said this:
“I wanted to host this breakfast for a simple reason — because as busy as we are, as many tasks as pile up, during this season, we are reminded that there’s something about the resurrection — something about the resurrection of our savior, Jesus Christ, that puts everything else in perspective,” he said. “We all live in the hustle and bustle of our work. And everybody in this room has weighty responsibilities, from leading churches and denominations, to helping to administer important government programs, to shaping our culture in various ways.”
The Easter Bunny, who was standing next to him…had to interpret what Obama told since ‘Presidents’ have speechwriters. According to the real Easter Bunny, who was hiding in the bush next to Obama, Obama turned to the FAKE Easter Bunny and said this:
“You know …I’d like to tell Jesus, he had it good. He didn’t have a lot of nasty Republicans out to crucify him every single day. They want to nail me to the cross. I think, that…well, I could be Jesus. I’m a whole lot like Jesus, because nobody seems to realized just how hard it is to be President. I didn’t make this mess. And uh..uh…I have plans to fundamentally change the world…HELL, I could SAVE the world, just like Jesus, don’t they get that? These stupid hicks in the United States are making it hard to do what I need to do. I can’t pay attention to that crummy Constitution, and I’m getting tired of tiptoeing and reading teleprompters. I want to really say what I want, when I want. Hell, what’s wrong with these people? Too many people are clinging to their guns and bibles. I glad they think that Jesus was a swell guy, in fact, he was a lot like me. I know I’ve been picked to save the world, but it’s just going to take time. ….(pause) ….That’s why I need all the help of the church. I want all the priests in every Sunday Easter Service to get on my message. Tell them they need to get their congregation to vote for ME…uh..because I have suffered like Jesus…That’s how I’m going to get the votes I need. Tell them to tell the people in that I…I’m being crucified, just like Jesus. Tell them that they will STARVE because they won’t get any more money from me, unless they get those lazy Sunday home fried chicken-eating idiots out to the voting booths. Jesus…I only have so many buses. I want that repeated every Sunday until election day, and I mean it.”
(Fake Easter Bunny shakes his head, yes. REAL Easter Bunny burps.)
“I want to feed the poor blacks, the hungry, the Muslims, and I need another four years to get my important government programs set in stone. So, uh..remember that on Easter…now, Joe…take off that silly bunny suit, and go get me a Latte. ”