Life is just Never-Lasting Gaslighting.
Raised as a Roman Catholic I was expected to believe in a man who lived over two thousand years ago, rose from the dead, and who died to wash away our sins.
This is on top of a fat man dressed in red, who zoomed around the world at Christmas giving all the children their Christmas presents.
And it was said to me with a straight face. By those in authority and power.
That I’d be a bad person not to believe a man rose from the dead. That I’d be a silly little boy not believe hundred’s of elves in the North Pole didn’t make Christmas presents, and that Santa Claus didn’t fly around the world on his sleigh, with his reindeer, coming down the chimneys to quietly place christmas presents under the christmas tree.
If this isn’t gas lighting at its very best, I don’t know what is.
It was on May 6, 1954 that the first man ran a mile in under four minutes. 3 minutes, 59.4 seconds to be exact.
The second man to run the mile in under four minutes was John Landy of Australia, who achieved the feat on June 21, 1954, in Turku, Finland, running a time of 3:57.9.
The third man to run the mile in under four minutes was Wes Santee, an American runner who achieved the feat on July 2, 1955.
The current mile world record (by a man) is 3:43.13, set by Hicham El Guerrouj of Morocco in 1999. That’s a massive 16.17 seconds gained over 45 years.
The point I’m making is that once something that was once deemed impossible happens, then it inevitably happens again and again and again. (and much better!)
(Except the Moon landings, but that’s an essay for another time!)
And it was this logic that I applied to that bloke from Nazareth, Northern Israel, Jesus Christ.
If it happened once, it would happen again and again and again.
OK, we all know Jesus raised Jairus' daughter, the widow of Nain's son, and his friend Lazarus, from the dead, but you know what I mean!
In fact, delving deeper into the Bible records, there are several accounts of people being raised from the dead.
The widow of Zarephath’s son (1 Kings 17:17–24). Elijah the prophet raised the widow of Zarephath’s son from the dead.
The Shunammite woman’s son (2 Kings 4:18–37). The prophet Elisha raised the Shunammite woman’s son from the dead.
An unnamed man raised out of Elisha’s grave (2 Kings 13:20–21).
The widow of Nain’s son (Luke 7:11–17). This is the first person Jesus raised from the dead.
Jairus’ daughter (Luke 8:40–56). The second person Jesus raised from the dead. Jairus being a synagogue leader.
Lazarus of Bethany (John 11). The third person that Jesus raised from the dead was His friend Lazarus.
Then there were the various saints in Jerusalem (Matthew 27:50–53). The Bible mentions some people who were raised from the dead en masse at the time of the death of Christ.
Even Peter the Apostle got into the act. Tabitha (Acts 9:36–43).
Back then raising people from the dead was a common occurrence, another apostle Paul, got into the act too. Eutychus (Acts 20:7–12).
Sourced from https://www.gotquestions.org/raised-from-the-dead.html
But of-course the obvious difference between all these “resurrections,” is that they all died ‘again!’ Whereas when Jesus was resurrected forever, in everlasting life.
Deemed the most important event in the history of the world, it just doesn’t hold up to scrutiny. And to be fair, (risking blasphemy and eternal damnation), can be easily debunked.
As it is in “Where Jesus is buried” by Alan Wilson and Baram Blackett.
Let’s get real… Nobody comes back. If people did come back from the dead, it would have happened again, and again, and again, and again.
With the stories of the New Testament aside, it’s never happened, and nor is it likely to happen.
As put forward by Alan Wilson and Baram Blackett, it's more plausible that Jesus survived the crucifixion and escaped Israel with his family and lived out his life somewhere else. (South Wales for example.)
Read more - Where Jesus is Buried https://www.amazon.co.uk/Where-Jesus-Buried-Wilson-Blackett/dp/1916287557
And just as all the others mentioned above, died again and stayed dead.
That’s more plausible than raising from the dead, walking around with holes in his hands, and then ascending into Heaven. Quite frankly, its gaslighting at its very best, (or worst - however you want to look at it.)
And what’s worse is that once upon a time you would have been killed for not believing that obvious rubbish. Even in my childhood, you were severely admonished and punished for not nodding your head, reciting the propaganda and believing the bullshit.
Because that’s what it is. It's bullshit. Gaslighting. Rubbish. Believing a man rose from the dead, is as folly as believing in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy.
The Illogic of Believing in Resurrection.
I find it extraordinary — even ludicrous — that billions of people around the world call themselves Christians and hold as absolute truth that a man named Jesus rose from the dead more than two thousand years ago. Death, as far as human experience and evidence show, is final. People do not come back. It never happens. Yet this single, unrepeatable claim — one event with no comparable precedent — sits at the very centre of a global faith.
For me, this raises serious questions about how we decide what is true. If someone today claimed their friend died and then walked out of the tomb alive three days later, the story would be met with disbelief, scepticism, and demand for proof. Hospitals and morgues are full of tragedies, but none produce resurrections. Yet because this event is set long ago and woven into religious tradition, it’s accepted by billions without direct evidence.
There is an irony here: many Christians are also comfortable encouraging children to believe in Santa Claus — a story openly understood as make-believe, told for comfort, joy, or tradition. Yet when it comes to the resurrection, a tale equally outside the known laws of life and death, the expectation is unquestioning belief, even by adults.
I do not write this to insult those who find meaning in the Christian story. But I find it intellectually inconsistent. We teach children to grow out of Santa once they’re old enough to know better, but for some reason we’re asked to suspend the same critical thinking when it comes to religious miracles.
In my opinion, belief should be anchored in reality. Death is permanent. People do not return from it. That is a universal human truth — and the exception claimed by Christianity remains, to me, implausible and unconvincing.
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