18 April 2014

This 'n' That

photo credit: maxmaria via photopin cc
It's no secret that the world has taken over the so-called "Easter" season. Colorful pastel eggs and fuzzy bunny rabbits tend to line the aisles of Wal-Mart and Target rather than remembrances of a cross or an empty tomb. (Although, if you're at Hobby Lobby or Family Christian Store, maybe you can find something depicting the Easter Bunny at the empty tomb. Like Easter's version of the Santa Claus nativity.) And of course, the seeker-driven churches have taken the world's notion of this time of year and capitalized on it with such gimmicks as egg drops and other various Easter extravaganzas.

While it is a shame that children are more focused on chocolate and bunnies—and chocolate bunnies—than on the Lord Jesus Christ, Christians must remember this: we honor Resurrection Day every Sunday when we gather together to worship our risen Lord and to hear His Word proclaimed. When you remember this, you may find yourself merely shaking your head at the world's pathetic celebration, and discover that every Sunday finds you filled with joy, thanks and praise for a risen Savior.

Further, we must admit that the world's Easter celebration has delivered one wonderful thing for us to enjoy in spite of the chintzy silliness that abounds—candy. I know, I know. My healthy friends are cringing right now even thinking about the pounds of chocolate that must be consumed each year. But who doesn't love Reese's peanut butter eggs, Cadbury creme eggs, Brach's chocolate covered marshmallow bunnies, or my personal past favorite, Cadbury mini eggs? And I cannot neglect to mention those goodies that have stepped in to fill my Easter candy cravings since I swore off dairy and soy: jelly beans (these are my favorite, but they're hard to find) and Peeps. Friends, let's face it, a world without Peeps would indeed be a sad place to live.

So go ahead and indulge in that chocolate bunny, but only once a year. As for praising the Lord Jesus Christ for His death and resurrection—indulge in that daily.

Okay, now that I have a cavity from even thinking about all those empty, but wonderfully delicious calories, why don't you grab a handful of jelly beans, then come back here and enjoy your week in review (kind of):
  • Jesse Duplantis just needs to stop.
  • Well, I'm not on John Hagee's page with the blood moons. (Come to think of it, I'm not on any of the same theological pages as Hagee.) But I don't mind looking at the pictures of this very cool, very beautiful phenomenon.
  • Adultery is now legal in New Hampshire. Yes, that means it was illegal till now. And no, the law has not been enforced for quite some time.
  • Here's your weekly dose of adorable.
  • If someone or something 'nudges' you to affirm gay marriage, you can be certain of this one thing: it was not Jesus who did the nudging.
  • Good grief. Who gives these people the money to conduct these stupid "scientific" studies?
  • Nothing says Good Friday like a good movie at church, right? *Sigh*
  • Did God die on the cross?
  • Lyndon Unger reviews Appendix 1 of Authentic Fire, written by Dr. Craig Keener.
  • Christ the King in His suffering.
  • Speaking of Christ as King, here's a great sermon on just that topic.
  • No, people are not "basically good." And this woman's actions are reprehensible. What a shocking, gruesome, horrendous, heinous display of depravity.
  • Wow. Does anybody take Jacob Prasch seriously, especially after this? Thanks to Phil Johnson for responding to the lunacy.
  • Spurgeon preaches of Jesus, the Passover Lamb.
  • The Gospel Coalition has lost its collective mind. Again. As a woman, I actually find myself offended by the blog posts that TGC's Bethany Jenkins has been posting. There are Christian ladies out there who love the Word and love deep, theological teaching and who think that garbage like this is, well, garbage.
  • Mayor Bloomberg says he's earned his ticket to Heaven. Uh huh. Good luck with that.
  • Guess who was asked to deliver the closing prayer at the White House Easter prayer breakfast?
  • This probably should go without saying, but I'll say it anyway: Do not give your toddler an iPad. 
  • Also keep your children away from the local exorcist.
  • Also, do not get this for your mom for Mother's Day.
  • The violent death of Jesus Christ:


  1. Erin, I realize Harvest has its issues, but a film about Jesus' death is entirely appropriate for Good Friday. It isn't the entire service either. Let's avoid the potshots, shall we, and stick to matters of real significance.

    1. No potshots intended, Tom. The link that originally led me to that page was sent out seemingly specifically to advertise the Good Friday film. I guess I don't understand the need to lure people to church with the promise of a movie just so that the visuals can potentially whip up their emotions so that they are prepared to elicit the appropriate 'authentic' response to the message that follows. Perhaps I'm just an old-fashioned, fuddy-duddy blogger, but I've witnessed more than enough manipulative tactics at Harvest and other churches to not approach such gimmicks warily.

    2. EBenz,

      As a long time (former) member of Harvest Bible Chapel, I completely agree with you.

      - Deborah

    3. The link is dead so I couldn't see what it said.

    4. I'm sure the link is dead now that Good Friday has passed. Here is a link to the actual 'trailer' for the Good Friday short film that was advertised and shown at HBC. I've also updated the post to include this link instead of the now-defunct original.

  2. TGC article is terrible-- where is the Gospel? Why did she choose that picture; it looks like the model in the purple sweatshirt is carrying a Yoga mat-- UGH!


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