I suppose most people who read this blog will probably be expecting some kind of unholy rant against the foibles and hypocrisies of religion in general. Well, not so much…
When I was a child, Christmas was a magical time of the year. The snow, the lights, and you got to have a tree inside the house. There were also the presents, (which seemed to suggest that when Jesus returns he’ll bring GI Joes) but I also recall that my family, a mix of Protestant and Catholic, always took me to church on Christmas day. Quite frankly, I didn’t understand much of it, although I did get the idea that this day was intended to celebrate the birth of a human being who was the son of God. Since I believed in God in much the same fashion that I believed in Santa Claus, this didn’t strike me as odd.
Much later, I decided that I needed to examine my beliefs and see if what I thought I believed was based on any form of reality or merely because I had been inculcated into the necessity of believing it when I was young and intellectually impressionable.
First off, I started reading the Bible again and realized that it contained many contradictions. Apart from the entire creation myth, or the fact that it was halfway through the ten commandments before God bothered to mention not to kill, the birth of the Christ was attributed to two different places. Also there was the thing that Christianity had relegated his birth to December 25th. This was odd since this is the rainy season in the Holy Land and no shepherd worth his salt would have his sheep out in the rain. It was also during the time of the Roman census which we know as historical fact was not in December.
We know now that the date was chosen by the Council of Nicea in the 3rd century AD to coincide with the Roman holiday of Saturnalia, thus allowing the more easy assimilation of Christianity. Similarly, the B.C.E. - AD distinction is correspondingly arbitrary. It is believed that Joshua Bar Joseph, AKA: the Christ, was probably born during the month of June around what we would style 32 BCE.
The fact is that all religions have myths and fallacies because they were created by human beings. But that’s only really important from an historical or anthropological point of view. Religion has being used to wield power over others, but that’s the essence of politics, again, a human institution. People only have power over you inasmuch as you allow them to. Is there a God? I haven’t the slightest idea. I can’t prove it either way and neither can a Nobel-winning scientist, the Pope or the most rabid foaming evangelical rapture-struck fundamentalist. That’s why I’m an agnostic. It implies imperfect knowledge which in turn implies doubt which is essential to any intellectual or spiritual advancement.
It’s not the things we know that do us most harm, it’s the things we’re absolutely positive about that aren’t necessarily true.
Does one need to believe in the divinity of the Christ in order to validate his teachings? Not necessarily. Socrates was such a nasty old fart who pissed off the powers that be to such a degree that they conspired to try him and sentence him to death. His personality, which apparently could have done with some polish, did not detract from the logic of the dictums he espoused. If there is any one teaching of the Christ that encapsulates all others it is this: “Do unto others as you would have others do unto you.”
All the rest, folks, is commentary. If that’s the defining element of Christianity, that alone would be enough. Pity we haven’t learned to apply it over the intervening 2000 years.
Have a good holiday season.