Yeah I know I'm a few days late, but I heard an interesting Easter sermon and I wanted to mention the topic here. The preacher said that in our "me centered" Gospel, Easter Sunday is a celebration of Jesus celebrating me.
Hmmm. I have to think about that and let it set in. Do I come to celebrate Jesus, or is it all about me? "He did it all for me." Look at my cool new Easter outfit. Aren't my children adorable? Don't they make me look like great parents? See, mine didn't just push that other urchin reaching for the big fat candy-filled Easter egg.
Yes, that is the Gospel of the Narcissist. Narcissist has other names. Ego. Flesh. It's that thing Paul talks about having to kill in Romans.
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