It is very probable that St. John did not know the physical cause of the
strange flow of blood and water from the side of Jesus. It seems that he
was afraid that he would not be believed; for, in the following verse,
he was careful to tell the world that he himself had personally seen it.
"And he that _saw it_ bare record, and his record is true: And he
knoweth that he saith true that ye might believe."[45]
Here again modern medical science has corroborated, in the matter of the
flowing of blood and water from the side of Jesus, the simple narrative
of the gentle and loving Evangelist.
Still another illustration of resemblance, coincidence, and
corroboration is furnished by the incident of the arrest of Jesus in the
Garden. St. John says: "As soon, then, as he had said unto them, I am
he, they went backward and fell to the ground."[46]
This is only one of several cases mentioned in history where ordinary
men have been dazed and paralyzed in the presence of illustrious men
against whom they were designing evil. When a Gallic trooper was sent by
Sulla to Minturnæ to put Marius to death, the old Roman lion, his great
eyes flashing fire, arose and advanced toward the slave, who fled in
utter terror from the place, exclaiming, "I cannot kill Caius
Marius!"[47]
Again, we learn from St. Matthew that at the moment of the arrest in
the Garden, "all the disciples forsook him and fled."
This is no isolated case of cowardice and desertion. It is merely an
illustration of a universal truth: that the multitude will follow
blindly and adore insanely the hero or prophet in his hour of triumph
and coronation, but will desert and destroy him at the moment of his
humiliation and crucifixion.
Note the burning of Savonarola. The patriot-priest of the Florentine
Republic believed himself inspired of God; his heroic life and martyr
death seemed to justify his claim. From the pulpit of St. Mark's he
became the herald and evangel of the Reformation, and his devoted
followers hung upon his words as if inspiration clothed them with
messages from the skies. And yet when a wicked Inquisition had nailed
him to the cross and fagots were flaming about him, this same multitude
who adored him, now reviled him and jeered and mocked his martyrdom.
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