It is probably a character flaw.
I wrote that sentence this morning. I could not concentrate. Then we left for lunch. I have no idea where I was going, since I have so many of those “flaw” things.
I know I was contemplating the death of Jesus.
And how some people apply layers of theological thinking to the event.
And how some people enjoy (?) wallowing in the gory details of how a person dies during a crucifixion.
And how some people avoid those negative scenes.
Then, only the shift in time from Friday to Sunday.
They knew he had died and been buried. But he was missing. Then he appeared and talked with a couple. Then more. Then lots more. Later (we don’t really know how long) he cooked breakfast on the shore of the lake.
Once again, there are those who overlay many layers of theology on the meaning of the events.
But there were too many witnesses to be ignored. And the story spread faster than any lie (well, today thanks to social media, lies spread instantaneously, but they didn’t have X back then). Within a decade thousands of people found their spiritual searching fulfilled in the person of the Jesus who came back to life.
You can involve yourself in a multiplicity of theological disputes. Or, you can simply say, “I’d like to live with that guy who died and came back to life.” It’s called following Jesus and living with-God every day.
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