Blog 3786 – 04.03.2026

J – Day

Around the world today many Christians are celebrating Good Friday, the day when their J, Jesus, purportedly died on the cross as God’s perfect sacrifice for the sins of all mankind. For over half of my seventy five years I believed that to be the Gospel Truth. The four Gospels, Mathew, Mark, Luke, and John were all written many years after that event supposedly occurred. They were not written by eye-witnesses, nor by the men whose names they bear and their accounts differ widely.

It is called the Christian faith, I now believe, because their is not one shred of real evidence that the Jesus depicted in the Gospels every really walked this earth let alone died for all mankind, nor did the many miracles ascribed to him i.e turning water into wine, a few loaves and fishes into a meal to feed five thousand with baskets full of leftovers, healed all manner of diseases including blindness from birth and leprosy, even raising the dead man Lazarus, and lastly the greatest feat of all, rising himself from the grave on Easter Sunday. That is all just a story. Some have referred to it as The Greatest Story Ever Told. I am inclined to agree.

According to Wikipedia:

“The origins of Greatest Story Ever Told trace back to a half-hour radio series in 1947, inspired by the canonical Gospels. The series was later adapted into a novel by Fulton Oursler in 1949…The film premiered at the Warner Cinerama Theatre in New York City February 15, 1965, receiving a polarizing response from critics. It was a box office disappointment, earning 15.5 million against a 20 million dollar budget. Despite this it won five Academy Award nominations.”

Researching the movie a bit more, I found a post on Kinemalogue:

I lift the following quote from the article:

Good Friday or the Christian J-Day is to me merely a continuing celebration of Judeo-Christian magical thinking, Yet this particular J-Day falling on April third is for me a celebration of another miracle for which there is documented evidence. On this date thirty-six years ago at Park Ridge Hospital in Houston, Texas, a bouncing 8 pound, nine ounce baby boy was born to Linda and David whom they named Jonathan David James Wallace White. He calls himself just J or Jay. It was a good Tuesday and on the Good Friday I honor and celebrate our J’s Day.

Your friend and fellow traveler,

David James White