Spite and Absurdity
The truth and absurdity behind the world of the spiritual and of organized religion, to me, can not be stated plainly. It is no less, absurd. Only in Buechner have I found a weaving of words close enough to bring me to tears (a requisite for truth).
And as for the king of the kingdom himself, whoever would recognize him? He has no form or comeliness. His clothes are what he picked up at a rummage sale. He hasn’t shaved for weeks. He smells of mortality. We have romanticized his raggedness so long that we can catch echoes only of the way it must have scandalized his time in the horrified question of the Baptist’s disciples, “Are you he who is come?”; in Pilate’s “Are you the king of the Jews?” You with the pants that don’t fit and a split lip; in the black comedy of the sign they nailed over his head where the joke was written out in three languages so nobody would miss the laugh.But the whole point of the [Gospel as fairy tale] is, of course, that he is the king in spite of everything.– from Telling The Truth
Not only was it scandalous then, it is scandalous now. To find truth, I must turn expectation upside down.