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Friday, March 29, 2024

 Thoughts on Good Friday




 The Easter time has been a time of longing for me – especially since I have been living in Germany. I have experienced it as a bit magical: the sun, spring flowers, birds, green grass, church bells during the day; the deep black sky and the glowing moon at night. I have my favorite music: Bach’s Matthäus Passion, Pergolesi’s Stabat Mater, and other pieces. I can only long for the times when I felt the longing. That is not the same as “the wasteland.” In the wasteland, I would be devoid of longing altogether. If I go to Mass, then on Good Friday. The Easter Mass, or the Midnight Mass on Saturday – too much for me. I can’t feel the joy that is performed. I’m not even sure what I think about the resurrection, great symbol of hope that it is.


   One can only speak personally about the ultimate realities. I am a bad Catholic, a bad Christian. I know that. Grace – divine love – gets through, but it’s like trying to get a radio station far away with a weak and broken antenna. I work on receiving that signal, but often I just have to do my duty, or fail to do my duty.

   I cannot see The Bible as such as sacred scripture, as almost all other Christians do in one form or the other. It is too clearly a work of human minds and editing. Except for the first chapter of Genesis, I can find nothing sacred in the Old Testament. Except that it forms the Matrix in which Jesus’ teaching took place, I would see it as a collection of myths masquerading as. I love myths, but the Old Testament myths are not as pleasurable to read as the stories of Thor and Odin, for example. It kept me far away from Christ’s teachings for many years since I believed that to accept the latter I had to embrace the former as scripture. There are a couple of small diamonds in it. But overall it burdens Christianity for me. Conservative Protestants prefer it, for they can quote to justify all kinds of nasty things that violate the word and spirit of Christ’s teaching. (Trump selling patriotic Bibles for 59 dollars and 99 cents – I want to vomit just thinking of it.)

    The Old Testament – the Torah – is the story of God’s relationship with his Chosen People: not with the rest of us. From the stories of ethnic cleansing to the ritual contempt for those not included in the Chosen People – the Samaritans, for example – the character revealed therein starts good, but then becomes a tyrannical, genocidal, punishing, Patriarch whose commandments are law and by definition “good.” I don’t like him. If he were more than a character in that story, he could destroy me with his power. Perhaps in terror I would submit. But only in fear, not love.

    Even the New Testament is not a sacred text for me. It contains sacred texts – the teachings of Christ, as they come filtered down through the decades after his death. But these are diamonds in the rough. Much of the New Testament consists of attempts by Christians still in the Jewish tradition to understand what of Jesus’ teachings, life, and death had been passed on; other parts of it consist of attempts by people with little or no contact with the religion and culture of old Israel to understand. Some of these attempts to make sense of Jesus are valuable or moving (e.g. the first chapter of John); others alienate me (Jesus as the sacrificial lamb: the so-called “ransom theory”). Jesus, like Socrates, left nothing written behind. Unlike Socrates, he did not have a Plato to pass on to us a living memory of his teachings, life, and death.

   Scripture for me would require culling the diamonds – the authentic teachings of Christ, his own words (and critical scholars agree some of the Gospels stem directly from Jesus, and were not added later). The closest approach to a Scripture for me is Tolstoy’s The Gospel in Brief, a somewhat idiosyncratic translation of the diamonds contained in the New Testament, leaving out the rough. It is this translation that brought me back into contact with Christianity after a long absence in which I couldn’t take it seriously.

 

The meaning of the Cross. if divine love truly reached out to his Creatures ensnared by sin (as though now part of our DNA) through the incarnation, and died on the cross as a consequence, then it would be most ungrateful indeed not to honor that sublime sacrifice. Christians are Christians partly in gratitude for the sacrifice: they are grateful to the man Jesus, to God who sent and inspired him. Trusting that Jesus was a window into divine love, my theological problem ‘was Jesus a unique prophet (similar to how Muslims think of Mohammad) or did God become human in the person of Jesus’ becomes practical when the Christian wishes to express gratitude, love: how to love Jesus? As God’s special prophet and the embodiment of unfallen Man? Or as a person of God the Trinity? To whom are we grateful? How much does it matter? Does everything depend on getting the answer right? As a Christian one must rely on tradition here, on a trust in the Church.

     These are the salient facts.

Jesus prayed in fear to be spared the cross, but submitted to God’s will. If Jesus and God share one mind, then it is not a father willing his son to be crucified, but God willing himself to be crucified – a kind of suicide. Unless, of course, he was as the man Jesus powerless to alter the course of events. To be one of us, God had to submit to our powerless, to torment, fear, and death just like so many others. No Red Seas were parted to save himself from the worst humanity has to offer.

A core of Jesus’ teaching can be found in the Old Testament – Isiah 1:11

“The multitude of your sacrifices— what are they to me?” says the LORD. “I have more than enough of burnt offerings, of rams and the fat of fattened animals; I have no pleasure in the blood of bulls and lambs and goats.

Again and again, Jesus by word and example flaunts the older conception of a God who demands sacrifices and blind obedience. After all, it is understandable why the priestly caste found him dangerous, considered him to be a blasphemer: by their light, according to their conception of God, quite rightly. Thus to introduce the “ransom theory” to understand his death seems inconsistent with his own life and teachings, as tempting as the metaphor must have been to Jewish Christians of the time.

     The "ransom theory" dates back to the early Church Fathers and was particularly popularized by theologians like Origen and later by St. Augustine. It has some textual support in the New Testament. The theory suggests that the death of Jesus Christ on the cross was a ransom paid to Satan to liberate humanity from the bondage of sin and death. No human sacrifice could have been enough to pay this debt, so God had to pay it himself.  According to this theory, humanity, represented by Adam and Eve, had fallen into sin and thereby came under the dominion of Satan. Since Satan had a claim over humanity due to sin, Jesus' death was seen as a payment of ransom to Satan in order to free humanity from his power. This payment of ransom is often depicted metaphorically, with Jesus offering his life as a sacrifice to satisfy the demands of justice and redeem humanity. I don’t wish to take this away from anyone who finds it essential, but the idea of God owing the devil a sacrifice to free us from his prison is an idea I can’t reconcile with God as Jesus reveals him, a God of love and Creation.

[C.S. Lewis’ The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe gives the most sympathetic understanding of the ransom theory I know of, when Aslan sacrificed himself for Edmund’s betrayal: even Aslan could not per fiat command the debt be paid as that would have violated the old magic, the law made at the founding of the world. Lewis comes as close as anyone can come in this fantasy story of making sense of the ransom theory to me.] 

This is my rather idiosyncratic attempt to understand the insane image of God on the cross. The world is beautiful but way before Adam and Eve animal life was structured by the cruel struggle between predator and prey. (Image a lion devouring a zebra while the poor creature was still alive. Out of this struggle for existence, Adam and Eve emerged, the first self-conscious human beings. (That is not the Garden of Eden, but bear with me.) Nature implants in predators cruelty towards their prey; otherwise, they could not hunt and would die out. The movie Madagascar portrayed this humorously when the friendly zoo lion Alex, starving to death, regresses to his primal nature and while running after his zebra friend Marty no longer sees his friend but a steak. The predator reduces a living creature to food – which is what we do too. And extend this reduction to “enemies” and “others” – to threats to the community. People get reduced to orcs – or Samaritans, or Philistines. The cruelty in nature sprang over to the human world, symbolized for many Jews by the Romans and their crucifixions.

    God as Creator brought this into being. (The attempt to let God off the hook by claiming the all of nature “fell” with original sin – that before original sin the lion lay down by the lamb – is a beautiful myth, but doesn’t make sense of what we know of nature.) And the only picture of God in a monotheistic religion was Jahve, who often seems very much embedded in the cruelty of nature. The very idea of the Chosen People with their Promised Land pit them against enemies, who thus had to be reduced even as the enemies had to reduce the Chosen People. The entire Creation groans, as St. Paul put it.

    Jesus’ entire life and teaching showed God as overcoming these dichotomies: starting with friend and enemy/other: the command to love and pray for your enemies; not to condemn sinners (the adulteress); to overcome the divisions between ruling classes and the poor; to reject the hypocrisy of the righteous and unrighteous, subordinating the Law (and the priests) to love and humanity; to reconcile humanity (not just a Chosen People) to a God who is the source of their being; to die to your selfish ego and discover your soul.

    Imagine now that Jesus was the translation of the mind and spirit of God into flesh; that becoming mortal and living among us was the only way to communicate these truths. Communicating those truths, revealing God’s true being would be the purpose of the “incarnation” – the unity (in some mystical sense) of God and man. Not to ransom us from Satan, but to help us, to save us by giving us a chance to overcome the fearful predator in ourselves and giving us a less anthropomorphic image of God to guide us.

    To do this for us, to give us a chance at “salvation” (i.e. the overcoming of all the dualisms in us) Christ-God was willing to suffer the cross. “And the light shineth in darkness; and the darkness comprehended it not.” Well, some people have been trying to comprehend for 2000 years. I am trying, however unsuccessfully. (The truly Good get killed: seems to be a law of society. Socrates met a similar fate, even if the Athenians executed him much more humanely than did the damn Romans Jesus.)

   That, with my bad antenna, is the best I can do.

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