Sunday, 2 March 2025

Plato & Apostle Paul – A Meeting of Minds

Once upon a time, in the heart of Athens, a quiet evening. The marble halls of the academy echo with the murmurs of philosophy. Plato, the great thinker, sits on a stone bench, lost in thought. Across from him, a traveler in a simple robe—Apostle Paul—leans forward, fire in his eyes. Between them, a flickering torch dances in the breeze.

Plato: You speak of a kingdom beyond this world. But tell me, what is truth?

Paul: Truth isn’t just an idea, my friend. It’s a person—Jesus Christ. He is the way, the truth, and the life.

Plato: ("Smirking") A bold claim. But can truth be known through faith alone? What of reason?

Paul: Faith doesn’t reject reason, Plato. It completes it. The wisdom of this world is nothing before God.


Plato: ("Nods, intrigued") You know, I once taught that the soul is immortal, always seeking the highest reality. But you—you're saying true immortality is not found in philosophy, but in your Christ?

Paul: Exactly. Immortality is not just an idea—it’s a gift. And it’s given through Him.

Plato: ("Pauses, tapping his chin") Then you believe the soul’s greatest purpose is not to contemplate, but to know… a man?

Paul: Not just a man. The divine made flesh. The Logos Himself.


Plato: ("Eyes widening") A divine Logos… made visible? Now that is a thought I have never considered.

Paul: And yet, it is written: "God’s foolishness is wiser than human wisdom."


Plato: ("Laughs softly") A challenge to all philosophers. Tell me, Paul—can a man still seek wisdom and follow your Christ?

Paul: My friend, in knowing Him, you do not abandon wisdom. You find its true purpose.


~~The torch flickers, but neither notices. Two minds, two worlds, colliding in a debate that will echo through the ages—Athens and Jerusalem, reason and faith, philosophy and revelation. And though their paths are different, both men seek the same thing: the ultimate truth.😁


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