14 April 2006
Confession: I really don't like Easter services. I honestly think it's a waste of a Sunday. Just about any other Sunday out of the year the theme of the service could be literally anything. There's no limit on what a UU sermon could be about! Yet on Eastern Sunday minister and worship committee feel obligated to rehash the same old spiel about how this time of year flowers are blossoming and animals are coming out of hibernation and life is beginning anew. This trope is particularly meaningless here in the South where actual Winter lasts for about three weeks. I guess I can understand why the beginning of Spring would be a joyous occasion in the North, but down here it just means we're only a few weeks away from the part of the year where you can't step outside without sweating. Not much to get excited about. I can appreciate these Christian and Wiccan myths, and why they appeal to people. I'm just tired of hearing about them.
It's ironic, really, that the language of rebirth keeps getting reused to the point where Easter-time serivces are in dire need of reinvigoration.