To some degree, when enough time goes by, the credibility and “realness” of a once-living person or actual event diminishes. I was born 4 months after John Lennon died. There’s no doubt in my mind he existed- I own most of the Beatles’ albums and my favorite song of his is “You’ve Got to Hide Your Love Away”. However, I was never alive while he was.
But going all the way back to Abraham Lincoln, there’s less information available. None of us were alive while he was. Books are written every year about this interesting American hero, yet ultimately anything new we can learn about him is educated speculation. He becomes more of a mystery as time goes by. Did he truly derive from English Jews, as some believe? Was he really 6’ 4”? Despite his large stature, is it true that he had a high, squeaky voice as some historians have written?
Now go all the way back to over 2,000 years ago to the life of Jesus. Even most atheists admit that he was a real person who actually lived. What’s up for debate are his claims to deity and the miracles the Bible states that he performed. If Christ had lived even 100 years ago, perhaps many people would find it easier to believe in his claims.
Go all the way back to King David and King Solomon. The Bible records all kinds of details of their lives. At what point in time do skeptics stop believing in historical accounts? How much does the religious association affect the credibility of their lives, when seen through the eyes of skeptics?
And if we truly rewound the history of time all the way to Adam and Eve, how many people would still be on board as far as believing they both were actual people, and not a symbolic duo representing the origins of mankind?
Time fades the mainstream belief of actual people and events, at least a little. Once a person dies or a historical event occurs (September 11th, for example), the timer begins. The more time goes by, the more romanticized or fantasized the person or the event becomes. Whether or not there is written evidence. Key example, the events of the Bible. Or if a more recent event needs to be cited, the Holocaust. It sickens me that there are people out there who doubt it actually happened. Despite the video footage that is available.
For many skeptics of Christianity and the Bible, Adam & Eve and Jonah and The Tower of Babel are just moral stories. Only as real as fairy tales.
I think the exception to the rule is the invention of video cameras. It’s hard to deny the existence of something we can see and hear, despite it happening before our own lives began. (Though as just mentioned, some deny the Holocaust. And there are still plenty of old timers who believe that the 1969 moon landing was a hoax.) But the historical content of my religious beliefs were not recorded on camera and can not be found on You Tube.
A hundred years from now, we won’t be here anymore. And that is sad. Our lives are most relevant to others while we are still alive. Because a hundred years from now, what proof will be left of us other than our own ancestors? What good will we be to some random stranger?
That train of thought leaves me with no option but to believe in a life after this. Not only to believe in it, but to seek it out. Not only to seek it out, but to know why exactly my religious beliefs are the most believable, the most secure, and most importantly, the only truth. And by that point, it’s not simply a religious belief, it’s faith.
And one more thing… Now that you’ve read my take on history, why not read my perspective on being a dad? That’s right- parenting from a dad’s point of view. I have been documenting my thoughts as a dad since the week we found out my wife was pregnant. I formally invite you now to read my “dad blog” by clicking on the link below: