Tuesday, 26 April 2011
As I surf Xanga and see all the pulses and posts poking fun at the central point of Easter, at the very core of all hope, it saddens me. This is the day we celebrate when the enemy death was defeated for us all. There can be no doubt that this celebration, this remembrance, surely grates the evil one. And all these posts by nonbelievers just drive that fact home.
This is the day that death was overcome. So it is twisted into "Zombie Jesus Day". You know what that is really like? It is like presenting penicillin -- which has saved billions of lives -- as something like crystal meth which has destroyed so many.
Oh, I understand how they meant it. And I am not pissed but saddened. Because I feel like a doctor watching someone die of a bacteria which my penicillin can destroy, but they refuse it because they think of it like meth.
People are hurting. People are so sad. People are empty inside and just aching to be filled. Their hearts are so dead. God can heal you. God loves you. God can fill the empty place. And He can put your broken hurting heart back together again. Mine is proof.
I see a world presenting Jesus as a zombie, and without Him they have no idea just how far off the mark they really are. If it were not for Him, I would still be a zombie. It was the life that Jesus brought that makes me whole. His love salved my broken heart. And He will do it for you too. If only you ask Him to.
What do you think about people referring to Easter as Zombie Jesus Day? Does it offend you, do you find it funny or do you ignore it? What can we say to those who make fun of Jesus' resurrection?