As you know, an Italian gentleman has challenged the Catholic Church to
prove that Christ existed, and, while the case was, somewhat expectedly,
tossed out in an Italian court, the plaintiff, undaunted, found a court
in Strasbourg that has agreed to hear it. It remains to be revealed who
the Catholic Church will designate to defend its historical foundation.
Should
we flinch from such a touchy subject and leave you to your own
puzzlements? No, dear reader, rest assured that we will never abandon
you out of fear to follow whatever the ever-surprising pageant of daily
events may present to our fretted brow but smiling aspect. After all,
how much more refreshingly salutary it is to realize we can share even
the most subtle adumbrations that flit through our evanescent moments of
self-awareness.
So what is, in our opinion, the correct question?
We
prefer to ask whether belief in Christ, as the Son of God or in any
relevant modification, helps people live better lives and deal with the
trembling uncertainties that the enormous question mark in the sky about
the why and wither of everything, including our mortal selves, still
provokes in many a frail human being?
Or is belief in Christ's
divinity more in use to devise liabilities against the natural potential
for joy that life seems to be gifted with, while it provides less
unshakable hope than one might wish for assured eternal bliss?
What,
pray tell, is the answer? Since the two can hardly be hefted into a
balance scale, the decision is, agreeably enough, what you, as the
decisive individual you undoubtedly are, have determined is your own
estimable belief.
Dare we proceed to the evidence for or against
what is known as the historical Jesus? What else, ideational companion,
would you expect?
First, as you know, the Romans kept engagingly
careful histories and prudent civic accounts. Yet there is little
mention in the remnants of the Roman record of an existent called Jesus
Christ, except one brief notation in a civic record, another in a Jewish
history, or a line in a few letters. Some demanding historians, in
their histrionics, suppose that, had Jesus performed the wonders He is
reported to have accomplished, His existence would have enlarged into an
invitingly more elaborate documentation.
Consequentially
considered Christian evidence begins with the man who has come to be
known as Saint Paul. While he was, unfortunately, too young to have
known Jesus in person, it seems he met with the extant personages Peter,
James, and John.
We must also come head to headline with the
historically disquieting fact that the four Gospels were penned to paper
at a later date than we might, in our ideal hopes, prefer: sometime
between A. D. 60 and A. D. 120. The Book of Mark, considered the
earliest of the four gospels, made its initial appearance about the year
150 AD. While the historic document may well have recorded an oral
history or earlier written versions of the story of Jesus, obviously by
the time it was penned the scribe never actually broke bread with the
central inspiration of his Gospel.
We have not, of course,
invented any of the foregoing evidences. We have merely recorded, as
accurately as we can in a brief space, what seems to have been passed
down over the centuries.
Now, we pass from our wandering deliberations to our initial point.
In
the very soul of our hopes and uncertainties, most of us are not
excessively concerned about what is historically invariable. We more
likely ask what in this wide and chancy world is more helpful, or
useful, to us and our fellow uncertain human beings. While it may not be
the most piercingly trenchant question, it is certainly the kindest and
therefore, in many ways, the most invitingly wise.
By the way,
soul of light and wonder, there is also another wrong question we should
deliberate with before we conclude. The questioning gentleman from
Italy also proclaims that he is an atheist, and we grant him his
predilection.<
But, one of the surprisingly incisive items the overly commended
philosopher William James managed to utter, in his hopefulThe Will To
Believe, is that we require just as much information not to believe as
it takes to believe.
Once again we must reach for the same handy harp and arpeggiate as follows:
The
right question, or so it seems us, is not whether God exists, but
whether we can define God in a way we can, with scientific respect,
consider valid?
We can only share with you the invitingly
unassuming definition that works for us and that, astonishingly, seems
unassailably cogent.
And here it is.
Since we, being as
logically exacting as we should, cannot dare infer with philosophical
propriety that the universe has a "cause," without the adherents of Davy
Hume rushing to inform us that what we, as frequently but not ever
fallible humans, perceive as cause and effect may, in fact, be more
exactly explicated as usual but not unexceptionable sequence.
So
all we can credibly say is that all we behold must have a source – an
original or, if you will, an ultimate source – and that we, as placidly
accommodated inhabitants of finitude, are willing to consider that
source God.
As you might guess, whether or not such a carefully
considered God partakes in our everyday lives or has decided we've been
equipped well enough to manage things on our own – if we would only use
the mental and spiritual resources we've been given – is, yet again,
another question, undoubtedly to be ciphered, yet again, primarily by
our own dispositions.
So, interestingly enough, after our
exceedingly perspicacious amble through the honed brambles of
theological speculation, we arrive, to some extent, where our sometime
intellectual companion, ancient Aristotle, left us, that is, with the
concept of God as the "First Mover" or "Unmoved Mover." While his
description is obviously a bit more assumptive than ours, it's
reassuringly close enough to make us smile at the inadvertent paternity
of his wisdom.
So, lest we trouble you too long in your inquisitive surf of the worldwide Web, we will conclude as follows:
While
the daring Italian plaintiff gears up to challenge the divinity of
Christ in a Strasbourg court, and the spokespeople of the Catholic
Church present their most revered proofs, while the media kern the
boiling pot as intemperately as they can, the entire host will all be
overwrought about what is, at least to us, really neither the most
practical nor spiritually consequential question.
We realize we
haven't been especially humorous in this article, but, if you think
about the high subject, such an achievement would have actually been
inappropriate.
We also cannot but realize you may be thinking, OK, smarty pants, so what do you think about matters infinite?
Would we ever deny you the inviting knowledge? Never, me bonny lads and lasses!
So
here it is. We have a faith not shaken by such perturbations on the
largely unmapped sea of certitude, because we have a comforting faith in
life – faith that it is, after all, a logical evanescence and therefore
an overall benevolence. As part of our faith in it, we believe that, if
we take good are of it, we will not only have a much higher likelihood
of realizing its resplendent possibilities, but also of helping save it
from our own depredations, and, in accordance with our assumpiton of its
supreme logic, that whatever made it will, if it takes good care of
anyone, take good care of us, who, after all, live in the service of
life, accepted as considerately free and capable of exultation. We call
this moderate infinite extension of our enlightened commitment faith
through life.
Our only remaining hope is that we've been able to
deconstruct the theological tempest that likely lies ahead into a venue
you may observe as, in its inevitable confrontations and triangulations,
your informed and wisely unruffled self.


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