According to the New Testament the Hebrew legal council surrendered Yeshua bar Yosef to the Roman Prefect of Judaea. The Sanhedrin accused the citizen of Galilee of the blasphemy of claiming to be the King of the Jews. Pontius Pilate concluded that the healer was innocent of these charges, however the Passover crowd before the Prefect’s palace cried for blood and the Roman offered them a choice; their ‘king’ or Barrabas, a violent insurrectionist. The mob led by the Pharisees and Sadducees, the two most powerful political forces in Judea, clamored for Barrabas. Pontius Pilate washed his hands and ordered his garrison troops to crucify their Yeshua.
The date was supposedly the 14th of Nissan and the year ranged from 28AD to 36AD, although the Vatican determined Good Friday and Easter according to the ancient calculations of the Council of Nicaea, which declared Easter to be celebrated on the first Sunday following the first full moon after the vernal equinox as was the pagan holiday honoring Isthar, the Babylonian goddess of fertility, love, war, and sex.
Her temples were infamous for their prostitution cults.
The early church was adept at kidnapping the traditions of other religions, but not so good with arithmetic.
The priests and nuns taught the faithful that Jesus rose from the dead after three days. He died on a Friday. He stayed dead on Saturday. He rose on Sunday. Three different days, yet a time span of only 43 hours or less than two days, then again the time between the Immaculate Conception and the Birth of Christ is only four months.
Maybe I’m too picky.
Clocks didn’t exist in 33AD.
The hours were either sunrise, noon, sunset, or night.
Calendars were also hard to find in 787 AUC (Anno Urbis Conditae or the founding of Rome).
A long, long time ago.
Before I was born into this lifetime.
And I couldn’t care less, because for me Easter is simply a day for chocolate and wearing a new suit and tie.
The former is for kids and the latter for my beloved departed Mother. She liked to dress up on Easter and even atheist shall honor the old traditions for their mother.
Happy Easter Eggs.