Today is Easter. It’s the day Jesus Christ arose from his borrowed tomb and freaked people out. It’s also the day parents happily send their children down the road of acquiring type two diabetes by showering them with sugary treats. Jesus has risen, so plunk this brightly colored, sugar-coated marshmallow rabbit in your mouth.
What sugary treats and abusing your pancreas have to do with Jesus is a mystery to me, and I grew up dutifully attending Lancaster First Assembly of God church. The one in California, not Pennsylvania. I learned lots of things in church, but I didn’t learn that.
Not to brag, but I already have type two diabetes. I won’t be eating any candy. Hard-boiled eggs are also part of Easter. I’ll probably eat some of those today, because I eat hard-boiled eggs every day.