FIRST NAZARENE: Yea, sire, He raiseth the dead.
HEROD: I do not wish Him to do that. I forbid Him to do that. I allow no man to raise the dead. This Man must be found and told that I forbid Him to raise the dead. Where is this Man at present?
SECOND NAZARENE: He is in every place, my lord, but it is hard to find Him.
Oscar Wilde, Salomé
(Wilde 1966, 565)
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
analogy, sidestepping, transcendence;
making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the faded credulity of earlier ages;
let us walk through the door.
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are embarrassed by the miracle,
and crushed by remonstrance.
John Updike, from ‘Seven Stanzas at Easter’
(Updike 1964, 72f.)