As I dug the knife into the whole pie, cutting out a slice for myself and my husband, I had an interesting thought.
Here I was, preparing to eat a slice of pie. I had absolutely no room in my stomach for this pie. In fact, this was going to be taking me from "uncomfortably full" to "why do I do this to myself?" agony. This was after pineapple-glazed ham, Hawaiian sweet rolls with butter, herb red potatoes, Caesar salad, and apple-passion-mango juice.
But... I couldn't not eat the pie. I mean... it's Easter! How can you pass up dessert? You're not celebrating right.
So, I ate the pie.
I now regret it.
As I was eating, it occurred to me I did the same thing at Christmas. This is what most people do. Eat a feast to celebrate the holiday. It's tradition!
The two holidays we have devoted to Christ - Christmas and Easter - have a long standing tradition of being celebrated with gluttony... one of the seven deadly sins.
We Christians are a funny lot.
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