Holy Thursday

We are meant to feel that his life was in that sense a sort of love affair with death, a romance of the pursuit of the ultimate sacrifice. From the moment when the star goes up like a birthday rocket, to the moment when the sun is extinguished like a funeral torch, the whole story moves on wings with the speed and direction of a drama, ending in an act beyond words. Therefore the story of Christ is the story of a journey, almost in the manner of a military march; certainly in the manner of the quest of a hero moving to his achievement or his doom. It is a story that begins in the paradise of Galilee, a pastoral and peaceful land having really some hint of Eden, and gradually climbs the rising country into the mountains that are nearer to the storm-clouds and the stars, as to a Mountain of Purgatory. He may be met as if straying in strange places, or stopped on the way for discussion or dispute; but his face is set towards the mountain city. That is the meaning of that great culmination when he crested the ridge and stood at the turning of the road and suddenly cried aloud, lamenting over Jerusalem. Some light touch of that lament is in every patriotic poem or if it is absent, the patriotism stinks with vulgarity. That is the meaning of the stirring and startling incident at the gates of the Temple, when the tables were hurled like lumber down the steps, and the rich merchants driven forth with bodily blows; the incident that must be at least as much of a puzzle to the pacifists as any paradox about non-resistance can be to any of the militarists. I have compared the quest to the journey of Jason, but we must never forget that in a deeper sense it is rather to be compared to the journey of Ulysses. It was not only a romance of travel but a romance of return; and of the end of a usurpation. No healthy boy reading the story regards the rout of the Ithacan suitors as anything but a happy ending. But there are doubtless some who regard the rout of the Jewish merchants and money-changers with that refined repugnance which never fails to move them in the presence of violence, and especially of violence against the well-to-do. The point here, however, is that all these incidents have in them a character of mounting crisis. In other words, these incidents are not incidental. When Apollonius the ideal philosopher is brought before the judgment seat of Domitian and vanishes by magic, the miracle is entirely incidental. It might have occurred at any time in the wandering life of the Tyanean; indeed, I believe it is doubtful in date as well as in substance. The ideal philosopher merely vanished, and resumed his ideal existence somewhere else for an indefinite period. It is characteristic of the contrast perhaps that Apollonius was supposed to have lived to an almost miraculous old age. Jesus of Nazareth was less prudent in his miracles. When Jesus was brought before the judgment-seat of Pontius Pilate, he did not vanish. It was the crisis and the goal; it was the hour and the power of darkness. It was the supremely supernatural act of all his miraculous life, that he did not vanish. – G.K. Chesterton, The Everlasting Man

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  • Nope. It’s all just a spandrel of a survival mechanism. It means nothing more than that.

    • Gary Keith Chesterton

      And yet, somehow, your comment lacks the majesty of Chesterton’s prose.

      • Majesty is just a spandrel of a survival mechanism. It means nothing more than that.

        • chezami

          Someday atheist materialists will sync up this sort of rhetoric with their “The Universe presents us with *far* more wonder and majesty than those superstitious theists and the gods do” rhetoric. At present, it sounds like atheists will say anything just to get some licks in.

          • Exactly! Which is why this is so a political argument that no one realizes they’re having. “Atheist materialists” invoke wonder and then dismiss transcendence wherever it fits their politics to do so. (Of course, so do their opponents, frankly.)

          • Diana

            My Dad and I were watching a DVD about the Hubble Space Telescope’s Ultra Deep Field image. If you want to see the Heavens showing forth the Glory of God – simply by being what he created, so awesomely – take a look. I can’t look at that image and NOT see the handiwork of a glorious God, but what you see has so much to do with the eyes you’re looking through.

            PS – for a quick intro, see here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hubble_Ultra-Deep_Field

    • Mike

      How do you that it means nothing more than that?

      • chezami

        He’s speaking tongue in cheek.

        • Mike

          Ahhh ok, thanks.