Jerusalem is relatively not ancient in that much rebuilding has been done over the two millennia. Still, it’s more than interesting to ponder and consider what is the blessing here and now including for the inscription in Aramaic for the time of Pentecost.
Claudia Flores, Leigh and I returned to the Notre Dame Catholic facility where we celebrated John-Roger’s birthday dinner on the rooftop. By “chance” we met Father Christofo now working there and originally from Mexico and a close friend of a very close friend of Claudia and her family. He then personally gave us a tour of the relatively new Museum of the Shroud (based upon the Shroud of Turin} which is arguably considered to have been used to cover Jesus’ body after the crucifixion.
Regardless of the authenticity of whether it was Jesus who provided the image on the shroud, there is an unsolved mystery as to how the image was photographically created by some form or flash of light even with the technology of today. Whoever the man of the shroud was, it’s clear he was crucified by the body markings and fluids still on the shroud linen. While the carbon 14 test showed the shroud to be about 800 years old, the sample was taken from a patch that was re-woven and possibly done later by the direction of whoever had custody.
We learned among other things that botanists have scientifically determined that the microscopic pollen still on the shroud not only had to be from an area between Jerusalem and Hebron in Israel but also that certain pollen found on the shroud would be flowering between March and April. Hmm.
Furthermore, the shroud has the blood such that they know the type was AB, and the shroud images match up with a secondary face cloth that has been housed in Ovieto, Spain since the 7th century. That translates in human genome terms to we have the man’s DNA.
I am reminded of the scripture, “He is not here. He is risen.”