The modern imagination, even when clothed in religious language, is deeply forensic. It seeks proof, continuity, traceable material identity. Nowhere is this more evident than in the common interpretation of the resurrection of Jesus Christ, where the retained wounds—those of nails and spear—are treated as decisive evidence: proof that the very same body that suffered has been restored to life. The logic appears simple, almost irresistible: the wounds authenticate continuity.
And yet, upon closer examination, this “forensic resurrection” collapses under its own weight.