Last night for some light reading I flipped through a book I originally read back in 2002, David Sedaris’ hilarious collection of essays called Me Talk Pretty One Day. I came across his essay in which he describes some students in his French class trying to explain Easter with their very rudimentary French vocabulary. I remembered it well from the first time I read it, but this time it struck me differently. I saw it from a different angle and “got” the humor a bit more, but I couldn’t put my finger on exactly why. Then I realized: in 2002 I’d never heard of the Resurrection.
I suppose I’d probably heard the word used in reference to Christianity, but I didn’t know that Christians believed that Jesus rose from the dead, and I definitely didn’t know that that’s what Easter was about (I only realized it had something to do with the Crucifixion when I got to college — I seriously always thought that the Easter Bunny was the central figure to Easter). It’s hard to believe that someone could grow up in this country and even spend many years in the Bible Belt and not get that but, unless I’m misremembering something, it’s true. I doubt that hearing this claim would have changed my beliefs or piqued my interest at all, but it’s an interesting testament to my former determination to tune out my Christian neighbors when they started talking about their religion!
Sometimes it’s hard to believe how much my life has changed in five years.
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