Please don’t take my title wrong. I’m not mocking anyone’s religion. I’m mocking the religious extremists so afraid of women they think we can literally nullify godhood.
This website isn’t exactly a paragon of reliable information, but it’s also not the only place we’ve seen information on old manuscripts and stories of the historical Jesus being married with children. Not Bud and Kelly Bundy, but kids, anyway. However, this article and many more like it recognize the traditions of the era and old manuscripts, all pointing to Jesus as a married man with at least a couple of kids running around. (This is assuming you believe Jesus existed. There are plenty of people who believe the entire persona is a mythological invention.)
Now here’s the thing. The churches have their collective knickers in a knot over the possibility Jesus married and had a family. It’s a disgrace and an outrage! And they believe for him to marry would mean he chucked divinity out of the window.
No, I’m not talking about the white fudgy stuff with pecans I scarf down every Christmas. I’m talking about Jesus being turned into a spiritual eunuch solely because he (gasp!) married a woman.
Here’s my take on it. If Jesus was a real being, as described, he was the son of the Almighty, right? He was half god, for lack of a better way to put it. According to the Bible, he WAS God in man’s clothing. So if he was a god, or even a god hybrid, he presumably had powers and other good stuff from his dad’s spiritual and genetic makeup. My question is, if by the act of marrying a woman it would strip away all the good stuff, how powerful does that make women?
Yeah I know, the theologians don’t want to talk about that part.
Did I annoy you? (Dusts off hands.) Good. My work here is done.
EDITED because I forgot my photos of the week. This is just the ones I’ve had time to review. I took over 400 pictures this trip. Hoping by switching back to the old editor that it restores the ability to click for the larger image.
Here’s the problem I have with the historical existence of Jesus: if he was Jewish, why did they give him a Puerto Rican name? The island hadn’t even been discovered yet! There ya go, proof positive that the Son of God didn’t exist, and so by extension neither does god. And Mary was only a virgin if you don’t count anal.
Nice pics, btw. Even the giant phallic dessert treat!
Your logic is imp— well, unique. We’ll call it that.
And that cone was even more bizarre up close and in person, trust me. It was covered in what I believe was tiny LED lights supposed to represent sprinkles. (Not lit because daytime and holiday.) But given its phallic connotations, it also gives “sprinkles” a whole nother context.
There may have been a very ground breaking person who was the inspiration for the political writings of the new testament. There may have been an incarnation of a very old soul who had a big impact on people who knew how to disseminate the story at a time when news traveled rather slow. But.. word of mouth used to be quite effective and as we know when the word flower is whispered in the ear of each person sitting in a circle the last person heard floater. It also may be ….. You get my drift.
Nice pictures but that ice cream cone…. a bit much before I have been properly caffeinated.
The old oral traditions were actually more accurate than we give accounting for. What’s NOT known for accuracy is how the KJV of the Bible was gone through by men who picked and chose what they wanted it to say. They discarded whatever didn’t fit the patriarchy approach, tossing countless writings aside altogether and editing others to suit their preferred meaning. They chose to lean heavily on Paul’s writings, whereas back when, Paul was something of a heretic in the movement.
The original manuscripts from the Dead Sea Scrolls tell a significantly different story in places.
And that ice cream cone was too much even WITH caffeine, lol.
Hey, you guys….you are making me think too much! Stop it! Loved the photos and I agree that ice cream cone is way over the top. But thanks for making my head hurt with all this information (and it wasn’t even an ice cream headache!)
Of course you loved the cone. Your name is Tinkel.
Bwahaha! This one was fun in a snarky way. The ice cream cone was just… well… I couldn’t resist, lol.