The amount of nurses I have seen celebrating Charlie Kirk's assassination is shocking. Would you trust someone who thinks it's funny to see White people get their necks blown apart by rifle rounds with your ailing parent? Your wife? If they knew you were right wing, if they saw a Rosary in your hand or a crucifix around your neck and they thought you weren't looking what would they do to your newborn child?
Farmer Girl:
It is very early. The kind of early where grief still hasn’t had its coffee and hope is absolutely not scheduled yet. The women go to the tomb carrying spices because when someone you love dies, you do the next right thing. You don’t expect miracles. You expect maintenance. You expect a body. You expect final.
They do not get final.
The stone is rolled away. The tomb is empty. And somewhere nearby, a group of guards is having the worst workday review in Roman history. Imagine being paid to guard death itself and then having to explain to your supervisor that, yes sir, the grave escaped. One minute you’re standing there with a spear, the next minute an angel shows up like lightning, the ground shakes, and you wake up realizing the thing you were guarding walked out. Career change imminent.
Two angels tell the women, "Why are you looking for the living among the dead". Which feels gentle until you realize it’s also Heaven saying, you’re shopping in the wrong aisle. He told you this. You ...