I love books that shake me up. That upset me. That challenge me in ways that I cannot challenge myself. This is how I feel about Shane Claiborne. The more I read of him the less I know what to do with him. Check out “Jesus For President.” Don’t blame me if you hate it. Don’t blame me if you like it.
In this work, Claiborne and Haw contrast the coronation of the Caesar with the crucifixion of the Christ.
1) The Praetorian Guard (six thousand soldiers) gathered in the Praetorium. The would-be-Caesar was brought into the middle of the gathering.
2) Guards went to the temple of Jupiter Capitolinus, got a purple robe, and placed it on the candidate. The candidate was also given an olive-leaf wreath made of gold and scepter for the authority of Rome.
3) Caesar was loudly acclaimed as triumphant by the Praetorian Guard (1130).
4) A procession began through the streets of Rome, led by the soliders. Walking behind [Caesar] was a sacrificial bull, whose death and blood would mark Caesar’s entrance into the divine pantheon.
5) The procession moved to the highest hill in Rome, the Capitolene hill.
6) The candidate stood before the temple altar and was offered by the slave, a bowl of wine with myrrh.
7) The Caesar-to-be gathered his second in command on his right hand and his third in command on his left. Then they ascended to the throne of the Capitoleum.
8) The crowd acclaimed the inaugurated emperor. And for the divine seal of approval, the gods would send signs, such as a flock of doves or a solar eclipse (1137).
Try as we may to crown our own kings – God always screams louder. What does this say about our modern-day presidential inaugurations?