I know. Not quite the right sentiments. It's kinda along the lines of the inward chuckle I do when the Southern Baptists say, "Oh, we don't celebrate Lent in our church." (Uh, we don't either... ) But honestly, this has been a particularly lenty Lent, and I'm over it. Guess I'm a part of the crowd yelling "Crucify him!" and let's get to the good stuff.
I'm ready to roll away the stone and get on with life. I'm ready to take something that looks dead, like a rock or an egg, and paint it up purdy or hatch from it. Bring on the Easter.