The hills ahead look hard and steep and high
And often we behold them with a sigh;
But as we near them level grows the road,
We find on every slope, with every load,
The climb is not so steep, the top so far,
The hills ahead look harder than they are.
And so it is with troubles, though they see so great
That men complain and fear and hesitate,
Less difficult the journey than we dreamed,
It never proves as hard as once it seemed;
There never comes a hill, a task, a day,
But as we near it, easier the way.
These days, Easter is celebrated in all kinds of ways. Some of you may of laid awake at night, wondering about the following questions around this time of year. Just what is the Easter Bunny? Why chocolate Eggs? Jesus did what? Blood atonement for my sins, huh? Does the Easter bunny prefer to be called “he”, “she”, or does it self-identify as something else? Here is the fast and loose on these important matters.