Three men tragically died in a car accident and found themselves at the Pearly Gates.
St. Peter told them, “You may be glad to know that, because there aren’t a lot of people qualifying for admission these days, we’ve lowered the standards. Just tell me the meaning of Easter, and you’re in.”
The first guy says, “Easter is when we decorate a tree, sing carols, and Santa brings us presents…”
St. Peter says, “That’s Christmas. You go to Hell.”
The second guy says, “Easter is when we have a parade, have picnics, politicians make speeches, at night we shoot off fireworks…”
St. Peter groaned, “That’s not even a religious holiday, that’s American Independence Day. You go with the other guy.”
The third man solemnly intoned, “The story of Easter is how our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, was crucified on the Cross. He suffered, died, and was put in the tomb and a great stone rolled
across the entrance. But on the third day, Easter Morning, he rose from the dead. The stone was rolled away, and… um… Jesus came out, saw his shadow, and we had six more weeks of winter!”