Heavens to Betsy!

Even after cutting the guy as much slack as I could, though, and setting aside the hearty-sober tone of the thing ported over intact from every mid-20th-century British schoolmaster’s standard lecture on the perils of self-abuse, Lewis’s arguments seemed feeble. I got as far as the famous trilemma in Chapter 4 of Book II:

[Jesus of Nazareth] either was and is just what He said or else a lunatic, or something worse. Now it seems to me obvious that He was neither a lunatic nor a fiend: and consequently, however strange or terrifying or unlikely it may seem, I have to accept the view that He was and is God.

My reaction to that passage was: Why couldn’t Jesus just have been mistaken? Answer, after a few more pages of bogus analogies and unsubstantiated assertions, came there none, and I never did finish the book.

via The American Spectator : Heavens to Betsy!.

Um … “mistaken” about being, Himself, the Son of God?  What?

How does that get you out of the trilemma?  “Mistaken”?

Derbyshire doesn’t even believe his own argument … he can’t. If  Derbyshire’s son (say) believed that he was God,  then Derbyshire would get his son diagnosed. I believe that Lewis referred to that as “lunatic”, Derb, though we use modern terminology like “schizophrenic”.

 

This is the vaunted “rational” thought that lays waste to Christianity?

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