This is the time of year when I usually rant about how Christianity stole easter from the old goddess known by the name of Eostre.
This time though, I’m letting the son of God have the spotlight. It’s only fair, I mean, what with the business at the cross and all.
For the sake of argument, let’s say that the biblical account of what transpired is true. And forget whether you believe in God or not for a moment.
So the main character in this story is accused of blasphemy. See the accusers didn’t believe he was the son of God and when asked about it, he openly admits it. For this crime they put him through things that would go beyond gruesome by any standards. So what of it, you ask? Surely we have dealt with this so many times it is not worth repeating. Well, yes and no. The culmination of the whole ordeal, crusifiction and resurrection shortly there after has become so mundane and romanticized that people seem to think he was having a picnic with the two thieves at the cross.
For some reason artists seem to grasp the bigger picture better than most. Mel Gibson with Passion of the Christ most notably of late, but many artists came before him. The pain and suffering JC goes through before the grande finale makes the crusifiction seem like a merciful death. Best way to experience it, is maybe through Gibsons epic movie. Yes, it is ultra violent, but it is as it was (like the Pope allegedly said of the movie). And here’s my point: the man suffered, he endured, and yet he forgave us: “Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” And this, IMHO, is the message of easter, of Jesus Christ: forgiveness, unconditional love, turning the other cheek. For me the best part of big J is that he practiced what he preached. Even if you don’t believe the stories, even if you don’t crave for a little salvation, you gotta respect the man for standing behind his own message. A lesser man could have faltered. I feel it is important to paint the picture in all it’s ugliness and all it’s gore, to see the beauty at the end. To appreciate his sacrifice, that he didn’t merely die for our sins, he really suffered for it.