Further Confirmation for People Who Think I’m Nuts

This year I have been putting up pieces explaining various reasons I have for believing in God. I thought I’d toss another one out tonight. You may think I’m crazy after you read it, but there is a good chance you thought that already.

Please don’t take this the wrong way. It’s not intended to be gross, or to somehow reconcile Christianity with lewdness. And I didn’t hear it from a preacher; it occurred to me independently. I don’t know if anyone else has these ideas.

What happened during the Crucifixion? Jesus wore a crown of thorns. He was killed. At the moment of his death, the veil in the temple was torn down the middle.

Here is the story of the veil. It hung between the main part of the temple and the holy of holies. The holy of holies was the location of the Ark of the Covenant. Only Levites were allowed to approach it. They had to be male. They had to be unblemished, and in the Bible, an unblemished male symbolizes the sinless Son of God. They had to be ritually pure before they entered, because the presence of God was in the holy of holies–in any place where the Ark was located. If they were not fit to approach, they died. According to Aaron, the Jews used to tie ropes to the ankles of the priests in case they were killed by the virtue of God. The ropes were used to drag them out, because anyone who approached to remove the bodies could be killed as well.

The veil was very, very thick. It was many thicknesses of cloth, sewn together. Some sources say it was four inches thick. Some say more. In any case, it probably was not an insubstantial piece of fabric that could tear for no good reason. So why did it tear, and why was this mentioned in the Bible? What possible importance did it have? I think I can explain.

What happened when Jesus died? Human beings, who would otherwise have been destroyed and lost, became capable of receiving the Holy Spirit, maturing into godly beings of greatly improved character and faith, and receiving the promise of eternal life in the presence of God.

The Crucifixion was an act of fertilization. It imparted new potential to us, just as fertilization imparts new potential to human ova, which otherwise pass out of the body and rot. It allowed the Holy Spirit to enter us and cause us to grow and improve and turn into beings which can eventually leave our limited world and become part of a bigger one. Just as babies leave their small world and enter ours.

The things I’ve said so far are not particularly controversial. But when you put them together, you get something that will probably make people uncomfortable.

I believe the crown of thorns represented circumcision. I believe the veil of the temple represented the natural veil that exists inside a woman’s body before she first has sex. I believe the tear in the veil showed that humanity had been imbued with the seed of God and enabled to grow to be like him. Before the Crucifixion, only the priests and a few prophets could approach God. Afterward, that privilege became available to all of us, because we were cleansed by Christ’s blood, as the priests were cleansed before entering the holy of holies.

Jesus was God’s instrument of fertilization, just as men have instruments of fertilization. The tearing of the veil was like the tearing that takes place when a pure woman comes together with her husband. In relation to God, humanity is feminine. This is why the church is called the Bride of Christ. The temple represented the body of a woman, with the holy of holies as her most private area.

Here’s an odd thing that seems to fit in with this pattern of symbolism. Have you ever looked at the Ark? It’s a container with two angelic figures on top of it, facing each other. Google a picture of it. Now Google a diagram of a woman’s uterus and ovaries. You would have to be blind to miss the resemblance.

In Christianity, a believer becomes like the Ark. God comes to live inside us, gestating as we become more like him. His spirit puts his nature inside us, just as the Mosaic laws are present in the Ark in the form of the tablets on which the Ten Commandments are inscribed. At some point, it also contained Aaron’s rod, which represents the power of faith. It also contained manna, which probably represented God’s provision for our needs.

If you think about it, what Jesus accomplished was a lot like the competition to reach the ovum. There are many candidates for the title of redeemer and savior, but only one gets through and accomplishes the act.

This symbolic pattern is something that came to me a long time ago. It’s so clear, I can’t believe any of it is coincidental.

I thought about it tonight while I watched a Perry Stone video on the Rapture. He pointed out something fascinating. In his time, Jesus was the living ark. Perry Stone didn’t say that; it’s something people already believe. Here’s what Stone said: after Jesus died, two angels were found, one at each end of the slab where his body had rested. These angels were–or represented–the carved cherubim on the Ark of the Covenant. The carved cherubim sat on either side of the lid, which was called the mercy seat; it was the place where God’s spirit rested. The purpose of the angels at the tomb was to show that an earthly vessel containing God’s presence had sat between them.

That certainly makes sense to me. They had no other reason to be there. Jesus was gone; the tomb was empty.

I see symbolism like this all over the place. There is too much of it for it not to mean anything.

In other news, I think my best option right now is to get a small Delta planer and forget about jointers. I can fake jointing, but a planer is a near-must. I’m also thinking I need to look into a band saw. Why? Because a man who has a band saw, a maul, and wedges can make finished lumber from tree trunks. I live in a place where oaks and other trees are piled by the roadside all the time; it would be great fun to see if I could turn some of it into boxes or tables. And I would also be able to use boards from the property I inherited from my grandparents, if I ever got ahold of any. And there are a million other things a band saw can do.