I was really moved by the Easter sermon that my pastor, Christina (yes, my church has a female pastor, its awesome) gave on Easter. She began by telling the story of when Mary, the other Mary, and Johanna went to tend to Jesus in his tomb. They were just planning on paying their respects (as you do with the dead). "But something happens at the tomb that goes against everything they know to be true." The tomb is empty. There are 2 sparkly messengers there, telling them that there is dead among the living. The women go rushing back to the disciples telling them what they have just heard. And the disciples considered these "idle tales", and they did not believe the women. An Idle Tale. The Greek word is Leros, usually reserved for the ramblings of someone who is suffering from delirium. And this is when I started thinking about my writing. We as Christians believe in this "Idle Tale". We believe in a lot of them. "The dead come bac...
Scary Ramblings.