If miracle is really the favorite child of belief, then its father has been neglecting his paternal duties badly, at least for some time. For at least a hundred years the child has been nothing but a source of embarrassment to the nurse which he had ordered for it – to theology. She would have gladly been rid of it if only – well if only a degree of consideration for the father had not forbidden it during his lifetime. But time solves all problems. The old man cannot live forever. …
… once upon a time miracles were no embarrassment to theology, but on the contrary its most effective and reliable confederate. And it is a fact that today we are barely willing to believe that there was once such a time, and that it has only just passed into history. Just what has happened in the meantime? And how did it happen?
Franz Rosenzweig, *The Star of Redemption,* translated by William W. Hallo from the 2nd edition of 1930, University of Notre Dame Press, 2014/1985, 93.
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