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Sunday, April 20, 2014

On The Domestication of Easter

On the third day after my friend was murdered, some women came running into the village square, crying out that they met him on their way to the farm and he told them that he is no longer dead. He said that the government wanted to put him away but he would never be put away. The women said he told them that his physical presence in their midst no longer matters because his spirit would always be with them. The women said he told them that anyone who called upon his name would be healed. In fact, as they ran to the village to report what they had seen that morning, one of the women had slipped and broken her left foot but upon calling my friend's name the broken foot was healed. Many people flocked to the village square just as they had done when my friend first came to the village. Many of them were sick and on calling upon the name of my friend, they were healed.

When the government heard about all of this, it said that the people were becoming delusional. A law was passed that anyone caught calling the name of my friend would be jailed. Spies were placed in every corner of the village to report anyone caught speaking the name of my friend. Because of this law, so many people were jailed and some were even killed. When the government saw that the people would not stop calling upon the name of my friend, it scrapped the law and announced that the government would also be calling upon his name for help. The government made a day of rest in the name of my friend and ordered the people never to work on that day. The people became very happy with this and as time went on they began forgetting what my friend had taught them. They said that my friend had given his power to the government to protect them and that they needed to do as the government said. They forgot why the government had murdered him in the first place as they went on celebrating Easter. Thus, more and more people became sick and there was no one to heal them because the government still did not care for them. And so things returned in the village to what they had been before my friend came them. There are now four blind people begging at the village square.

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