Euclids System : An Easter Story

In this beautiful place of worship, the pews are padded but uncomfortable, the sanctuary large, candle lit and cold. There's a huge glass dome and I can see the stars. Are the stars our fiery heaven?? No, I don't think the stars care about us - they don't burn with affection or passion. And if the stars weren't there we could live with an empty sky. The Greeks would call our star, the Sun, to perform their acts of God. I imagine most of their prayers went unanswered - not unlike our own?? To me, the whole Jesus story is somewhat sinister and inauspicious, but if Jesus, the son of God, and that whole story were the deepest, truest reality - then why hasn't Jesus returned?? **Imagining heaven's father and son dialog** God: "Ok, Jesus, time to go back.." Jesus: "Go back... go back?? Daaaaad... Did you see what they DID to me? Nailed me to a cross! Screw them, there's no way I'm going back. Why don’t you try going back, as an ordinary man - maybe they’ll set you on fire.” These 20 millennium old bible stories aren't exactly Euclid's logical system.... I mean, the various books aren't even *consistent*. Are these really, I mean really our beliefs? Or are they just kind of *traditions* and good rules to live by? My parents - unlikely pilgrims of the intoxicating poetry of belief - face front and appear to be listening... in all other things they're so *skeptical* - it's a puzzle. If Jesus did come back, wouldn't he practically be a caveman surrounded by bewildering technology? I'm sorry, there's something too rich in creation for these rehearsed responses and fairy-tale fragments from a primitive world to be the answer. Now I'm not saying there is no God or no life after death.. I.. just.. *hopeless shrug* So, anyway - I go through the motions, I chant the litanies with the enthusiasm of obedience; just storing up my spiritual loot and hiding my questioning, heathen heart. Happy Easter Everyone!