In a world of Make-Believe, I still believe in Easter
Earlier this month, humorist Ricky Gervais presented his arguments for atheism and why he thought he was a better Christian than many Christians. In a follow-up essay, Tony and Emmy-winning actress Kristin Chenoweth wanted to offer up her take on Easter, faith, and being a believer in world of make-believe.
Believe me, when I hear myself talk about Jesus Christ being “risen from the dead,” I can almost hear myself laughing.
Another whackadoo notion is the idea of the second coming, or the Rapture, as many Christians call it.
I get it when atheists look at us like we have three heads when we describe what will happen: “Yes, we’ll just be sitting here and I will disappear….Yes, planes will fall from the sky, cars will crash, pets will disappear too….”
Kookoo!! Ridiculous!! Laughable!! And, yet…
You see, it’s all about that word, faith. Man, is it hard, because faith is a “choice.” Quite simply to quote the movie (please don’t laugh) “City of Angels”: “Just because you don’t believe in something, doesn’t mean it’s not true.”
This sums it up for me.
To choose not to believe in something is a choice too.
Sometimes people want to debate or try and change me. I just giggle because I know I won’t be changing the fundamentals of my faith to fit my lifestyle. It’s a relief when you get to the place in your life when you kind of don’t care WHAT people think anymore. I’ve graduated from giving a crap! Yay!!!!
Of course the challenge is celebrating Easter, Christmas, or any religious holidays when you run with groups of people who question the holidays themselves.
The people in my working environment usually understand when I want to celebrate a holiday and I have to miss work. But sometimes, I think it’s the actual reason they don’t fully understand and sometimes I see an eye roll. But I don’t judge anyone else for their faith, whether it be Buddhist, Jewish, Agnostic or others. I just appreciate getting the same respect.
I don’t judge those who don’t believe. After all, we’ve been told our whole lives (or actually, for me, when I moved to New York from Oklahoma) that scientists can now prove we come from apes…or fish…or a spark…all of that could be true. Maybe I didn’t come from Adam’s rib… but then who made the ape, the fish or the spark?
Again, it’s my choice to believe there is something way greater than me. That there is a Lord above who loves us all, even if we choose not to believe in Him.
Now the holiday of Easter comes up. Easter bunnies are way easier to accept than a man who died for our sins, and then rose again three days later with messages of love, forgiveness, and eternal life.
By all means, let’s decorate eggs, hide them, then celebrate with chocolate candy with a gooey middle.
As much as I love Cadbury eggs, they are not the reason Christians celebrate Easter.
The one thing I know?
When I die, I will be in heaven celebrating with my loved ones, in a place so wonderful I can’t fathom it now. Is it wrong that I can’t wait? Is it bad that I want to walk on streets of gold and sing with my grandma again?
She always said, “read the Bible like you eat fish: take the meat that serves you well, but don’t choke on a bone.”
So that’s what I do. So if you’re looking for me this Sunday, I will be singing Mozart’s “Hallelujah” and remembering what the true meaning of this holiday means to me.
Kristin Chenoweth is the author of “A Little Bit Wicked: Life, Love, and Faith in Stages.“
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