I went back to VA for the week after Easter. It's been an adventure. I got a lot of reading done. Thank heavens. My brain needed both the fun and academic reading.
I'm almost done with Lamb:The Gospel according to Biff.
It's one of the first books I've read in awhile where I actually laughed out loud.
I'll write more about the book later, but the book has been making me think about Jesus' humanity. We, as modern readers, have three years of Jesus' ministry documented. Even in those three years, and four gospels, there are holes.
What was his childhood like? Did Jesus know that he was the Son of God? When did he know it?
It's one of those things that almost two years into seminary, and I question Jesus' humanity/divinity more and more.