Polluted

Easter Sunday today, is not like Easter Sunday when I was a little girl.  Back then, family would gather to go to church, all dressed up in new dresses and bonnets and new suits and ties, and then spend the day eating a delicious meal, playing with cousins and sitting on grandparents' laps.  In fact, it wasn't only on Easter Sunday when we would gather, but almost every Sunday, The Lord's Day.  

The Saturday before, we would go to the store to make sure we had everything we needed, because we knew that businesses and stores would be closed on Sunday.  Not so today.  In fact, my adult son is spending his Easter Sunday at work.  Even writing that breaks my heart.  How far removed our Society has come from the True meaning of Easter Sunday.

My heart was heavy as I read the Headlines this past week of what the world has turned Easter Sunday into: 

They turned this day into Transgender Day of Visibility and there are new rules for the Egg Hunt on the lawn at the White House; children CANNOT decorate their Easter eggs with Religious Symbols.

Our Nation has become polluted.

But God is still on His throne.

"So will I make my holy name known in the midst of my people Israel; and I will not let them pollute my holy name any more: and the heathen shall know that I am the LORD, the Holy One in Israel."  Ezekiel 39:7

One day, there will be judgment upon our land.

"The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God."  Psalm 9:17

As the world pushes to profane our Lord...

    May we preach the power of His Resurrection...

        But that's just me!