Taste and see…

At the a particular divinity school, all alumni are invited to the school annually for a reunion. On this day each one is to bring a lunch to be eaten outdoors in a grassy picnic area. Every reunion would include a great theologian to speak to the alumni.

At one reunion, the visiting professor spoke for two and one-half hours proving that the resurrection of Jesus was false. He quoted scholar after scholar and book after book. He concluded that since there was no such thing as the historical resurrection, the religious tradition of the church was groundless, emotional mumbo-jumbo, because it was based on a relationship with a risen Jesus, who, in fact, never rose from the dead in any literal sense. He then asked if there were any questions.

After about 30 seconds, an old, dark skinned preacher with a head of short-cropped, woolly white hair stood up in the back.

“Professa, I got one question,” he said as all eyes turned toward him. He reached into his sack lunch and pulled out an apple and began eating it.

“Professa” .. CRUNCH, MUNCH… “my question is a simple question”… CRUNCH, CRUNCH…

“Now, I ain’t never read them books you read”…CRUNCH, MUNCH…

“and I can’t recite the Scriptures in the original Greek”…CRUNCH, MUNCH…

“I don’t know nothin’ about Niebuhr and Crossan”… CRUNCH, MUNCH… He finished the apple.

“All I wanna know is: This apple I just ate, was it bitter or sweet?”

The professor paused for a moment and answered in exemplary scholarly fashion: “I cannot possibly answer that question, for I haven’t tasted your apple.”

The white-haired preacher dropped the core of his apple into his crumpled paper bag, looked up at the professor and said calmly, “Neither have you tasted my Jesus.”

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