Happy Easter!🐣 Stay 🏠 Home!!

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I considered a lot of Easter’s gone past.

Mom hiding baskets for us as we were grown men and women. My siblings finding her hiding spots and re-hiding the baskets in much tougher spots.

Found melted chocolates in the attic a few days after Easter one year (thanks, Jeff).

And it was always about family, the big dinners and church services.

This will be the first Easter where I don’t attend a church service.

But I wouldn’t even consider it right now...

...I wouldn’t think that anyone would...

...but there are pastors all over screaming about the closing down of the services.

A number of these clowns are trying to argue that the entire shut down is all about stopping people from celebrating their religion.

“The whole thing is a joke!” One Christian commenter posted. “Only old people are dying! They’re just trying to take away our rights!! We all need to go back to our lives and our faith!!!”

How very Christian of that dude to dismiss “only old people.”

Secondly, conspiracy theory much???

This isn’t a made up issue to strip Americans of the freedom of religion.

Sorry, I just can’t make that leap.

The “get back to our lives” crowd is going to get a lot louder this week.

The curve is flattening. Less people are needing the hospital. Good. Hazard to guess why that’s happening?

Because we are staying home!

There will be plenty of time for the resurrection if we stay down for a little while longer.

I’m not a fan of this (don’t know anyone but my son Sam who has thoroughly enjoyed his down time), but it has been deemed necessary by the smart people.

Relax.

Find a ham.

Tune into a church service or read some inspirational stories from the Bible.

God understands.

Those greedy pastors can pilfer more later.

Let the anger go...

...hang out with your Q partners

And stay healthy, and don’t carry it to others...

...it’s the Christian thing to do.

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