If your family tradition is like mine, you probably celebrate Easter.  I don't and I'll tell you why.  First of all, despite the fact that I rarely take anything seriously (and I have the radio show to prove it), I do take my faith in Jesus Christ very serious.  It's the most important part of me.  So...that being said, why don't I celebrate "Easter"?  Please hear me out on this one.

Easter and Resurrection Sunday are actually two separate things.  It's like the St. Louis Cardinals and Chicago Cubs...the two couldn't be more different.  Easter (as defined by Wikipedia) has it origins in ancient paganism.

The modern English term Easter developed from the Old English word Ēastre or Ēostre (IPA: [ˈæːɑstre, ˈeːostre]), which itself developed prior to 899. The name refers to Eostur-monath (Old English "Ēostre month"), a month of the Germanic calendar attested by Bede, who writes that the month is named after the goddessĒostre of Anglo-Saxon paganism

And, specifically, the one target I would like to eliminate when it comes to "Easter" celebrations is the infamous Easter Bunny...which actually has origins in pagan fertility festivals.  Don't misunderstand.  I appreciate the fact that rabbits are cute.  My wife and kids love em!  But, when they become the poster child for the celebration for the event that is the foundation of my faith...then we have a problem.

I don't mean to offend you if you are giving your kids stuffed bunnies and eggs this weekend.  But, I just wanted to explain to many who give me a hard time for not celebrating Easter the real reason why.  And, it wouldn't be a blog of mine unless I added an even weirder twist...so behold my tribute to the Easter Bunny...