Several years ago I saw a rather celebrated movie which had ambitiously undertaken to portray the life of Christ. Although the larger part of the film left a great deal to be desired, at least one scene was, for me, worth the price of admission. Jesus and his disciples were on their way to Jerusalem, passing along the edge of the sea. The face of Jesus was stern, his jaw set, and his eyes fixed straight ahead. The same camera receded until it brought into focus the disciples, the sky, the expanding shoreline, and Jesus ... striding ahead of the others, like a man about to be late for an appointment. I have often recalled that scene, believing that it was with just such urgent resolve that Jesus and his disciples were "going to Jerusalem." As elementary as they may appear, two other things …