It’s been many years since Easter was more for me than brunch and candy and egg hunts.
Lately I’ve been thinking, though, about what Easter does and doesn’t mean, about what it might mean to me as a former believer, and about how all that meaning relates to America’s cultural and political divide.
The Dilemma of Winston’s Diary That topic is a lot to take on, so I’ll start by acknowledging two inherent challenges it’s posed.