Wednesday, April 23, 2014
To the editor:
I must admit to being a tiny bit baffled when it comes to following the directives for humanity laid down by columnist Jonathan Klate, though he writes with the certitude of Michele Bachmann, neither averse to sharing their reality, in no uncertain terms.
It is bracing, Klate’s dispensing in one fell swoop with any historical foundation of Judeo-Christianity (“Fact-checking our sources of belief,” April 7). No matter that this requires him to contend that surely Egypt would have carefully recorded its every defeat and humiliation with factual precision; nor that Klate must cite Noah’s Ark and Michele Bachmann as examples of what all people of faith think concerning Biblical historicity. Surely these are pesky details in so brisk an enterprise.
Though he doesn’t say, I’m assuming Klate would also have me trade the resurrection of Jesus and his forecasted return for the transformative power of metaphors. Don’t get me wrong: I’m a big fan of metaphors; I sell them for a living. And Klate does promise that the trade would help me heal and improve the world — surely good work if you can get it.
But I’m a simple girl — as Klate would I think agree — believing that one night in history blood on a lintel did save life, and that one morning fishermen sat on a beach at breakfast time, eating fish served by a man very recently crucified and quite newly risen from the dead, the fishermen too blind to see the man for metaphor; too hungry, having worked all night, to recognize the fish as simile.
Linda McCullough Moore