• afraid_of_zombies@lemmy.worldOP
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    1 year ago

    When I was a kid the more amazing the story the less able I was to verify it. It was always “this guy I know, his brother’s girlfriend sister neighbor did X”

    The Jesus was real crowd just happens to put him in the most backward province most backward area, that had an estimated literacy rate of under 1%. Even historians that believe Nazareth existed as a population center in the first century put the number of people there at about 450 and they can’t even find a single temple. Let alone an entire center of learning for Jesus to argue with.

    • Jay@lemmy.ca
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      1 year ago

      When I was young I was in a foster home that forced me to go to church. I read the entire bible several times over (And a couple different versions) and the more I read, the less it made any sense. So I started asking questions, and the answers were always the generic bullshit ones like “god works in mysterious ways” etc. Conveniently the only real proof you’ll ever get is after you’re dead. Then, it dawned on me, the entire concept of a god isn’t much more than Santa Claus for adults. The only “mystery” is how people can follow something so blindly in hopes they’re not getting scammed.