I mean, either we’re all God children, as we’re taught in Sunday school, ad nauseum, or we’re not. If we are, then how can Jesus be God’s only son? And if Jesus is not God’s only son, but rather God has billions on sons and daughters — rather like some cosmic insect — then how is the temporary death of one (especially when so many others die each day) in any way meaningful?
And that brings us to the big question.
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Remind me, what was the point of Jesus’ visit again?
Isn’t Jesus just God in the flesh? Since Christianity is a monotheism, then God, Jesus and the Holy Ghost are all different aspects of the same being.That is, they are all God.
So Jesus (God) came down to be sacrificed (to God) so that we could be saved (from God)… WHAT?
Those of you ‘of the faith’ will be wondering why I’m confused here, so let me spell it out.
1. Why did God need a sacrifice to allow Himself to forgive us for the original sin, which was only committed, by God’s full knowledge (as we’ve already discussed) by two very naive humans? And any punishment metted out regarding said sin, came from God. After all, isn’t He all powerful, all knowing, all good? So why did He require this sacrifice to forgive?
2. Just what sacrifice was there anyway? I mean, Jesus knew he was going to die, and He went willingly. That could be a sacrifice, sure. Except, oh yeah, He also knew He was going to be resurected in three days. So no sacrifice actually happened since Jesus remained alive after the dust (and tombstone) settled.
3. Just wtf happened in this whole Jesus story anyway? Can any sane person believe this makes even the smallest shred of sense? I’m borrowing from Peter Boghossian here, who described it thusly in A Manual for Creating Atheists:
God sacrificed Himself to Himself to save us from Him.
Work it out, and that’s what the entire story of original sin through to the Passion of Christ comes down to. And it makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Unless God is completely insane. And being at the whim of an insane being powerful enough to manipulate the fabric of the universe is not what I consider to be a comforting thought (although it does sound like the plot of a decent comic book).
Anyway, regardless of the original, scared, meaning behind Christmas, I do believe it’s good to have such an event. It provides a much needed pause at the end of the year to sit back, enjoy some nice moments with friends and family, and take stock for the new year. I generally use it as a *relatively* quiet time to reflect and plan anew. Or I did before having children! Still, it’s important not to take the trappings (gifts, decorations) too strongly, and just enjoy the break. Relax. Say ‘hi’ to friends and family you’ve been out of contact with for a while. Renew and refresh aquaintances. And enjoy life, even if just for a day or two before the rat race begins again.
Merry Christmas everyone.
Insight and longevity.