Easter

So this morning I was in church at 6:30, because I worked in the nursery for the 8:30 and 10:30 services.

Church rarely moves me. Christmas Eve and Good Friday are about the only services that really pull a lot of emotion from me. But today we were singing "This is the feast of vicotry for our God"--a song we sing ALL THE TIME (probably every other week)--and I was suddenly moved to tears. I just welled up and wham! By the time the song was over I was back to normal, but it was so odd. How did that one moment move me? Was it God or am I just nuts or was I subconsciously thinking of something that, for some reason, combined with the song made me cry?

I dunno. It was odd.

Meanwhile, I was reading my Muse magazine and there was an article about North Korea in it, or specifically about Guy Delisle, who visited North Korea. Here it says: "Delisle didn't notice any handicapped people. When he asked his guide about this, his guide said, 'There are none...we're a very homogenous nation. All North Koreans are born strong, intelligent, and healthy."

Obviously, not true. what about those kids with genetice disorders? Down's? Cerebral Palsy? Muscular Dystrophy? Someone who falls off a building and is paralyzed from the waist down? I want to say they're imprisoned or killed, which is scary. That's not supposed to happen in real life. Just in 1984 and Fahrenheit 451.

*shudder*

Still cold. Supposed to snow Tuesday and Wednesday.

APRIL.

nebulia out.