ABSURDITY IN THE FLESH
You mean to tell me that God became a baby...
The one poising the question was puzzled. His thick eyebrows furrowed in doubt and his eyes squinted in caution. Though there were places to seat, he opted not to do so.He preferred to stand safely behind the crowd, unsure, yet intrigued by what he was hearing.
"Yes, that is what I mean to say," the instructor responded."And then, after becoming a baby, he was raised in a blue-collar home?
He never wrote any book or held any office, yet he called himself the son of God"?
"That is right."
"He never traveled outside of his own country, never studied at a university,never lived in a palace, and yet asked to be regarded as the creator of the universe?"
"That's correct."
"And this crucifixion story...he was betrayed by his own people? No followers came to his defense? And then he was executed like a common junkyard thief?"
"And after the killing he was buried in a borrowed grave?"
"Yes, he had no grave of his own, nor money to purchase one."
The honesty of the dialogue kept the audience spellbound. I realized I was witnessing one of those rare times when two people were willing to question the holy. Here were two men standing on opposite sides of a deep chasm, one asking the other if the bridge that stretched between them could actually be trusted.
There was a hint of emotion in the student's voice as he carefully worded the next question.
"And according to what's written, after three days in the grave he was resurrected and made appearances to over 500 people?"
"Yes."
"And all this was to prove that God still loves his people and provides a way for us to return to him?"
"Right."
I knew which question was coming next, everyone in the room knew it. It could have gone without being asked. In my heart of hearts, I was hoping that it wouldn't be asked.
"Doesn't that all sound rather..." He paused a second, searching for the right adjective. " Doesn't that all sound rather absurd?"
TO BE CONTINUED..............
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