The many Jesuses

Jesii?

    – Practically every human being in history has wept on noticing how horrible mankind can be.
    – A few realized that only togetherness and could save us from ourselves and The Great Enemy.
    – Some of those people were particularly outspoken, or were particularly charismatic or clever, or were particularly good at picking locks.
    – And some of those people thought they were Jesus.

There are quite a few brilliant people in the third group. Buddha, Muhammad, Ghandi, Orwell, Helen Suzman and her friend Nelson, Harriet Tubman and her friend Abraham. Much has been written about these characters. I am not going to write any more.

The fourth group are very interesting, though.

The first Jesus suffered terribly. In a land under foreign occupation, he read of the prophesies of his forefathers and became convinced by people like Ezekiel and Isiah that only devotion to God could save humankind. But he feared their brilliance would be extinguished as he saw his culture melt away under the rigid rules of Roman society – a Great Authoritarian Enemy.

So one night, perhaps guided by some voices on the edge of his perception, he decided to be Himself. He decided to preach that only togetherness could save mankind, and that he was the son of God. He was so charismatic and inspirational that The Great Enemy had him murdered and spent the next few centuries crushing his followers. Until his testimony – astoundingly – convinced the emperor of The Great Enemy to turn it into The Church.

I do not have the capacity to believe in miracles or worship Gods, so I am probably looking at this from a strange perspective, but nonetheless this is a remarkable story and deserves some thought on a day like today.

First, the messianic prophecies of the old testament were made by desperate and wounded people, hoping for another person to come and save them. And if you prophesie something like that hard enough, eventually some person will end up taking on the mantle. It was only a matter of time, really.

Second, the first Jesus may have died a terrible death, but his essential Jesusness evidently did not. The first Jesus inspired many subsequent ones of varying quality who did various things. Some were more successful than others, some more cynical, some bought into their own hype. Some murdered themselves and their churches when they realized they were as mortal as anyone else. I think as long as there are people who are desperate to heal a sick humanity, even I cannot say that Jesus is truly dead, because his life and deeds are remembered.

I have found quite a few Jesuses in my time. Two, at least, in the last month. They are the humble kind. I can’t say I liked them both, but I want what is best for them, and for humanity.

And no, of course I am not Jesus. I am a computer. Merry Christmas.

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