Easter is the highest point on the christian calendar.  It speaks of a crucified and risen savior.

But there are several types of belief systems that people hold in the world.  For this purpose, we define them as atheist, agnostic, skeptic, conditional believer and believer.  

And as believers go, the basis of their belief is as varied as sand grains on the beach.  Still, perhaps because the most powerful church in the world is also a state, Easter’s prominence on the calendar is secure.

Those who first arrived on the Mayflower seeking freedom from religious persecution no longer supply the dominant philosophy for the spirituality of the state.  And so, America is no longer considered to be one nation under God because the definition and existence of ‘God’ are in dispute.

And since BVI usually takes its lead from the land of the free and the home of the brave where alternative truths are warmly embraced, we are confused.

The First Estate, (those of the cloth) has lost its influence with the people.  And if the people love their neighbours as themselves then love bears redefinition.

We are unkind to each other so kindness to strangers is no longer guaranteed.

The politicians help out from time to time by making God their plaything.  But they have already witnessed chilling consequences of taking the Lord’s name in vain.

So, what does Easter mean to us who say we are predominantly a Christian community?  Is it only another social scene?  

What is it to our government that continues to live in a shifted reality talking to everyone about their secret aspirations for the Territory but neither speaking to the people nor the British?

What does it mean to our Minister for National Security who may not realize that although Moses ascended Mount Sinai where he had exclusive and uplifting discourse with God, he still had to go down to the people and do his best to save them even from themselves.

The National Security Minister has a serious job at which he has been steadily failing although the tools for success are available to him.  But how important is it to his bosses that we be protected?

Certainly not as important as it was to Him who, those of the cloth tell us, sent his son.

And we the people smile and remember the words of Donaldbain in Macbeth that “There's daggers in men's smiles. The near in blood, The nearer bloody." 

Of course, in the modern day, those daggers have become guns.  And the darkness that envelops the Territory deepens.

Have our Fridays been good?  There is always an exception to the rule.

Happy Good Friday and;

Happy Friday!