Making No Bones About It- (Once Again)

Living here in the bible belt,  you take for granted at times thinking everyone and their brother goes to church…or at least have some clue to basic Christian/bible teachings.

A few years ago, out of curiosity, I added a bonus question on my weekly vocabulary tests …about this time of year, Good Friday, asking the following question:

“According to some historians, why were the bones of Jesus never found after he died?”

I only ask my 6th grade students (about 80 of them) and of course, there are those who do know and answer the question correctly.

Then there is a pretty significant percentage who have no idea and indicate so by leaving it blank or writing  IDK.  About a third of them fall in to this category.

But it’s the colorful responses I get that always make me smile (and sigh)…often reminding me of that verse:  ‘out of the mouths of babes’.

As I have done in the past, I once again share with you a selection of those interesting responses here.

Without further ado, here are some responses of my 6th graders when asked why the bones of Jesus were never found-

They turned in to dust

I don’t know. We don’t talk about this question in church.

Because he never really died. He rose three days after he died.

Because he asked to burn the cross and his body together.

Because he was lifted into heaven, bones and all because he sit at the right hand of the throne of the father and is one of the most holieness people ever.

Because he walks with all bones in heaven.

I think after he died that they laid him on a shelf type thing to rot to ash.

Jesus was burned to death and the fire burnt all his bones.

He wasn’t buried. He was cremated.

Because he was burned on the cross.

Maybe because they buried them?

I think that Jesus’ bones went along with him in heaven. Or I think they rotted away before they could find them.

Because his bones disintegrated …and now is a fossil.

Because maybe somebody wanted to keep them safe where nobody could harm them.

And there you have it.  I’ll leave you to formulate your own conclusions to that.

Happy Easter.  Because He lives…we can face tomorrow.