Believing the unbelievable

"....When we hear the ancient bells growling on a Sunday morning we ask ourselves: Is it really possible! This, for a Jew, crucified two thousand years ago, who said he was God's son? The proof of such a claim is lacking. Certainly the Christian religion is an antiquity projected into our times from remote prehistory; and the fact that the claim is believed - whereas one is otherwise so strict in examining pretensions - is perhaps the most ancient piece of this heritage. A god who begets children with a mortal woman; a sage who bids men work no more, have no more courts, but look for the signs of the impending end of the world; a justice that accepts the innocent as a vicarious sacrifice; someone who orders his disciples to drink his blood; prayers for miraculous interventions; sins perpetrated against a god, atoned for by a god; fear of a beyond to which death is the portal; the form of the cross as a symbol in a time that no longer knows the function and ignominy of the cross -- how ghoulishly all this touches us, as if from the tomb of a primeval past! Can one believe that such things are still believed?..." (From Nietzsche's Human, all too Human)

The problem with Nietzsche is that so many of us still believe this unbelievable truth of what God has done...

“God is dead” – Signed Nietzsche,
“Nietzsche is dead” – Signed God

Here’s the other (the newer version)

Why did the chicken cross the road?
Nietzsche: Because if you gaze too long across the Road, the Road gazes also across you.