In the neverendingstory of the unbeliever’s or so-called atheistic world view, I received a most highly decorated accolade:
‘You are simply a indoctrinated imbecile. Please go away, you pathetic excuse for a Christian.’
Why pray tell was I so honored with such laurels? Ha. Because I supposedly cannot furnish proof outside of scripture for the existence of the Lord Jesus Christ, you know, the man from Nazareth, Galilee, born in Bethlehem, suffered under Pontius Pilate, buried in Joseph’s new tomb, raised from Golgotha’s hill, seen by myriads, yeah Him.
It is alleged that the Koran, the Gita’s, the Veda’s, the Pita’s, and the book of Cheetah’s provide as much ‘evidence’ of all the gods one could want. Sorry for the humor, but this is sadly funny.
The true God has no competitors, and loses no sleep with idols who can collectively neither count to ten nor tie their shoes. There are knockoffs in every age, as vendors do not care if you know the difference between Vera Wang and Vera Bradley, Ralph Lauren or Ralph Malph; Prada or Pravda, they just do not care. Much can be said for imposters, and they are a dime a dozen., but sadly they traffic in the realm of the spirit too.
The word of God, aka the Holy Bible, stands alone as the monarch of books. It has withstood every ferocious attack and stands tall, resolute. It has worn out every hammer and is dentless. As a matter of fact, its contents reveal the bent of humanity in ways where men’s wisdom is automatically ruled out.
The very first verse of scripture explodes with knowledge of space, time, and matter. ‘In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.’ ‘He made the stars also,’ once more words of understated power, elegance, and infinite beauty. There is no other book on earth with such simple majesty. Of course not, as God’s word is set apart and light years ahead.
The God of scripture is confirmed by nature, arithmetic, the alphabet, science, music, love, male and female, men and women, birth, death, art, buildings, you name it, all sing the recognizable song of truth.
So Pilate asked the Lord: ‘What is truth?’ and received a still answer. Not answering is not the same as ‘no answer.’ There is much to be learned from not playing reindeer games. The Lord could have said: ‘The truth about what? Sin? Death? Architecture? Music? Arithmetic? Alpha? Aleph? Omega? Beit? Water? Rainbows? Language? Noah? Fire? Leprosy? Blindness?
But He who is the way, the truth, and the life, simply uttered a terse word. NOW His kingdom would not be from hence, a statement that Mr. Pilate found harmless in its absurdity, or so he thought.
But me, I have no proof except my indoctrination! Yikes I am so pathetic because I actually believe the good book, unlike those OTHER christians who are I suppose fine examples of progressive thought for agreeing with the unbeliever that scripture cannot be trusted.
Yeah, they are applauded for only believing the proverbs and a few Psalms; God forbid a literal and physical resurrection by God would be on the radar of truth. Well guess what? I prefer the company of men who recognize the innate worth of the human conscience; one that understands God’s word is good, and one that knows death is a severe but temporary short-circuit of life.
God is genius that way. This is why I am an imbecile because it’s my fault others will not see. Uh huh, sure. It is man who alone is created in the image of God. It is man who can move a 16 ton rock because of his creative genius, one that is missing in action by a thousand gorillas who together cannot spell ‘cat’ nor hammer a nail.
So then, why do I cite a believer from years ago, an Austrian Jew, one unsurpassed in scholarship and learning, and long before men walked with the crutches of the internet to soothe his ignorance? Because Jewish men of renown are not supposed to believe in the Messiah of Israel. It is so passe doncha know. But many good Jews understand the circuitry of the Creator.
Remember that quiet great man of God Mordecai who was instrumental in the life and times of Hadassah, then Queen Esther? Or Daniel, and his friends, Hananiah, Mishael, and Azariah? Remember the old man Simeon who died in peace knowing Israel had its long anticipated Visitor? Remember that master of Israel Nicodemas who should have known the serpent on the pole was but a harbinger for better things? Remember Reb Gamaliel who offered sage advice regarding the son of God?
So Mr. Edersheim is one more in a long train of believing Jews, willing to endure the shame for the sake of the name. People b_tch about his scholarship, and guess what? They care not to look into his claims, because the conclusions require a verdict.
Give me evidence! is the cry from near and afar, being blind to the evidence that has satisfied men since the beginning of time. The creator of water has proven himself by the instant ceasing of the raging seas by a mere ‘Hush!’ The Maker of the eye has proven Himself by that lovely quiet word: ‘See,’ spoken to he who never saw the color blue.
We have more tools today for seeing the evidence of the Creator which is confirmed by the son of God, yet a thousand more excuses for our blindness. And the greatest of this evidence? A silent heaven which testifies to the grace of God.
We cry for God to ‘do something,’ yet in the immortal damaging words of old, we can agree: ‘ye know not what ye ask,’ for we really do not want God to intervene. Scripture is plenty clear on that. It won’t be pretty, so we gripe about a silent heaven, while being blind to the grace of God, which patience by the way, will one day expire.
That man-made idol evolution, has also been but a smokescreen, and has not produced a single worthy argument WHY God is still on the lips of they who say He does not exist. Quite odd, that the greatest evangelists of godlessness cannot follow their own advice. Back upstream to this: the divine wiring cannot short-circuit.
Evidence! is the buzz word played by the magician to an audience of itching ears. How is the Lord Jesus Christ revealed as Creator as opposed to the thousands of gods to select from is the cry. Easy.
All the gods collectively cannot lift a feather. They are deaf, dumb, and blind, but highly popular to a crooked heart and eyes that suffer from double vision. There is one God, and nature responds to its maker. As death is the ultimate natural disaster, so too does the Creator remove its sting by a simple word such as ‘Arise, come forth.’
Lazarus was plenty of evidence for the salt of the earth then, it is certainly fine evidence for me today. Two plus two equalled four then, it still equals four today. Truth does not change. Alpha and Omega are equally still intact. 24 hours in the day are still perfect.
And the last time I checked, the stars above are still in place also…and still singing the exquisite tune of the Creator. By the Lord Christ do all things consist. We have His word on it, and that word is very good.
(Yes, up top it should read ‘an’ indoctrinated imbecile, but I would not want to be accused of tampering with another’s words. And as an aside, doncha wonder what in the world a christian would look like who is not a pathetic excuse…)