Does God Have a Sense of Humor?
A Book Review of "Lamb" by Christopher Moore
I had no idea what to expect between the covers of Christopher Moore’s 2002 novel, “Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal” but after reading the author’s cheeky blessing,
“If you have come to these pages for laughter,
may you find it.If you are here to be offended,
may your ire rise and your blood boil.If you seek an adventure,
may this story sing you away to blissful escape.If you need to test or confirm your beliefs,
may you reach comfortable conclusions.All books reveal perfection,
by what they are or what they are not.May you find that which you seek,
in these pages or outside them.May you find perfection,
and know it by name.”
...I realized I was about to embark on some kind of hysterical revisionist journey that might or might not shake my faith to the core. Would my blood boil through blasphemous sacrilege? Oh, for Pete’s sake! My faith was stronger than that (nor was it required) to withstand a little religious humor and, so, I merely expected to be (at least mildly) entertained. I believed God had a sense of humor.
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Lamb is an unlikely (but possible?) narrative of the life of Christ (known as Joshua bar Joseph) from the age of six through the Resurrection as told from the perspective of his best friend, Levi bar Alphaeus, called Biff. Although Joshua’s mother, Mary (with whom Biff is unabashedly enamored), always knew Joshua was “special” it is not until Biff witnesses his friend raise a woman from the dead that he believes Joshua is the Messiah. Subsequently, at the age of ten, the boys are visited by an angel who confirms Mary’s claims and the rest is history – well, sort of.
Early on, Biff and Joshua both fall in love with the Magdalene, called Maggie. Yet, it is with Biff that Maggie falls in consummate love when she realizes that her first love is the Messiah. Meanwhile, Joshua remains true to his callings of virtue and celibacy – a fait accompli which Moore uses to great comedic advantage throughout the story:
“...As soon as we saw the statue of Venus at the gates, we knew that this was
something different. I [Biff] elbowed Joshua in the ribs…“Graven image,” I had never seen the human form depicted before.
“Sinful,” Joshua said.
“She’s naked.”
“Don’t look.”
“She’s completely naked.”
“It is forbidden. We should go away from her…”
"You [can] see her breasts.”
“Don’t think about it.”
"How can I not think about it? I’ve never seen a breast without a baby attached to it. They’re more – more friendly in pairs like that!”
Not feeling as yet qualified to act as the Messiah, Joshua seeks out the great Rabbi Hillel in Jerusalem for advice who says,
“Look, Kid, your mother says that some very wise men came to Bethlehem to see you when you were born…why don’t you go see them? Ask them about being the Messiah.”
So Joshua sets out to find Balthasar, Melchior and Gaspar, and Biff is determined to accompany him.
“You [Joshua] are not going alone.”
“Of course.”
“But, Josh, you’re helpless out in the world. You only know Nazareth where
people are stupid and poor…You’ll be like – uh – like a lamb among wolves…”
The boys’ travels lead them through Antioch where they discover a delicious, dark, hot drink ("mixed with date sugar and topped with foaming goat’s milk and cinnamon at Biff’s suggestion") to Kabul. There, at the home of Balthasar and his eight concubines, Biff and Joshua learn Tao and the art of Chi.
Years later, they learn the teachings of the yogi and the nature of Buddhism from Gaspar where they live amongst monks. The monastery provides a safe haven but when Biff asks Gaspar when they will have to leave, the reply is:
“When it is time,” said Gaspar.
“And how will we know it is time to leave?”
“When the time for staying has come to an end.”
“And we will know this because you will finally give us a straight and
concrete answer to a question instead of being obtuse and spooky?" [Biff] asked.“Does the unhatched tadpole know the universe of the full-grown frog?”
“Evidently not,” Joshua said.
When, as young men, they find Melchior, Josh begins Hindu training to find what Melchior calls the Divine Spark as Biff studies the Kama Sutra – backwards and forwards – with a woman named Kashmir.
Joshua and Biff take the Silk Road back home to Nazareth when they encounter John the Baptist performing “drownings” and, eventually, pick up twelve followers. Joshua is ultimately accused of blasphemy and – well – you know the rest.
In his afterword, Christopher Moore writes:
“The book you’ve just read is a story. I made it up. It is not designed to change anyone’s beliefs or worldview, unless after reading it you’ve decided to be kinder to your fellow humans…or you decide you really would like to try to teach yoga to an elephant, in which case, please get videotape…”
Leaving the reader with the propensity to “be kinder” is the true genius of this book. Moore’s subtle suggestions abound throughout, such as: “the superior man may indeed endure want, but the inferior man, when he experiences want, will give in to unbridled excess”; “compassion, humility, and moderation…are [the] qualities of a righteous man”; “the difference between praying and meditating…praying is talking to God, meditating is listening”; and “love is not something you think about it, it is a state in which you dwell.”
Less subtle, but arguably as clever, is Moore’s sarcastic wit which can be likened to that of Tom Robbins in “Jitterbug Perfume” or “Skinny Legs and All”, or in William Goldman’s “The Princess Bride.”
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After reading the full 408 pages, I decided that not only does Moore’s “missing Gospel” fail to offend, it enlightens with humor and is brilliant fun.
ISBN: 0380978407
Published: March 2002
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers


Comments: 11
Having read this delightful review, punctuated lavishly with excerpts from the book itself, I shall remove that book from the shelf, and -- as soon as I've finished reading the five other books I'm reading (oh heck, maybe before that) -- will indulge in the life of Joshua according to Biff. Thanks so much for this great review.
I adore Christopher Moore. The level of research required to write this book was high, and the level of creativity required to pull together the various histories he combined... well, he just astonishes me.
Warmly, Mary