One of the girls at work today was telling us how she and her family had had seafood yesterday, as it was Good Friday, and they hadn't eaten any red meat. She said it would have made her Nanna who has passed away proud. It made me think of the depth of God's sadness that his children would water down the meaning of Easter - the incredible display of God's love through the death, burial and resurrection of his son for our redemption - to eating fish, chocolate bunnies and easter eggs. He gave so much for us, and so many people had misinterpreted and twisted it to become something as far as possible from the truth. I'm not sure where the tradition came from, but it seems that eating fish on Good Friday (similar to many other Christian traditions) have lost the association with anything meaningful and have become a hollow form of lip-service to 'religion'.
How sad that God is left out of the picture of such a monumental time of year. I hope and pray that you do something to remember God's love demonstrated in Jesus on the cross.
