As I prepare for the worst day of my year, it has been interesting to watch people celebrating the feast of Mammon while kidding themselves that they are celebrating the birth of a child doomed to a most agonising death.
Christmas Eve is, for me, a time to feel the deepest sympathy for those whom Jesus is claimed to have asked His father to “forgive them for they know not what they do”. As I feel the gathering of a ghostly crowd within my brain, once again I try to seek out the answers that have eluded me all of my life.
A great film called “The Agora” helps me, from time to time, to try to understand the insanity and duplicity of that most avaricious of all religions – Christianity. The film is based on some ideas about what might have happened in Alexandria at the time the Christian hordes were at their most virilant and in their most violent state. It grieves me that the film story reeks of credibility. The portrayal of the extreme fanaticism of the sect carries so much reality that it is difficult to believe that it is not drawn from the true life expeiences of the people who were alive to live through the ordeals depicted.
It seems to be quite acceptable and reasonable that a Bishop could preach the teachings of Jeus from His sermon on the mount while tolerating a level of fanatical violence that befits only the lowest of base intellects. It is almost symbolic of the more refined violence that Christians exhibit at this time of year in their desperate attempts to square the circle of piety and material greed in which they find themselves trapped.
My search among the convicted Christian of my acquaintance has uncovered nothing to either prove that God does or does not exist because none of them can show me a simple example of the working of God on this Earth.
No doubt, if there is a God, I will not be allowed into His presence because my whole life has been filled with questions and an abundance of faith that we are on this Earth as the result of a sublime and non-caring accident. We live and we die – that is the only true pattern that can be demonstrated.
It is so sad that those who believe in a god are unable to keep that belief to themselves.
It is right, as the Pagans decided, that the dread cold of winter and the imposed idleness that goes with it should be alleviated by a celebration of some sort.
Enjoy your Christmas but treat it as it was ordained – a high-light for the darkest days of the year.