"The notion that there is a moment - one moment - that defines a person's life is outdated. For post-postmodernists, or whatever we've become, it is hopelessly old-fashioned to think of human lives not just as narratives but as narratives with a climax. We are taught not to accept those fairy-tale notions, and for good reason.
What could be more archaic than stamping a narrative on the random moments of existence?
But at the same time we crave narrative."
----- David Gessner, Soaring With Fidel
This whole week Christians build toward a remembrance of one defining moment in a Person's life. How old-fashioned of us.
But then, Jesus was no post-modernist. He was both intra- and supra-cultural. Time and definition and convention He defies, but works within them all.
And for One with an infinite of moments to His existence (as the confession of faith says: He was, and is, and is to come), there was this one long holiday weekend in the amazing narrative of His life that pretty much stood out above the rest...
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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