The tagline on CNN this morning, which I saw at the gym, read, "The Truth About Jesus: The Site of the Last Supper". Apparently, someone says they've found where the final snack was held.
I couldn't hear the television - there's no volume at the gym - but I couldn't help imagining what they were saying, "Turns out the baguettes are stale and the wine is weak. Is it any wonder they had to resort to cannibalism?"
They just don't get it. It's not important to find historical accuracies in the Bible because the Bible is not a history book.
It's like looking for Noah's Ark, or trying to recreate the conditions that allowed Jonah to live inside a whale. I can only imagine people trying to find Sodom. "Well, it's very simple. You just look for the largest deposit of salt..."
"That's stupid. Everybody knows God used a nuke to take out Sodom. You look for the most radiation."
"Fools! He took them down with circus peanuts!"
And on an on.
The meaning of the Bible is not diminished by taking it out of an historical context. In fact, it's enhanced.
But, in the meantime, steer clear of the bagels...