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    Son, I Loved You at Your Darkest
    By As Cities Burn
    The Widow
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    The Other Brother

         In Matthew 5:21-22, Jesus equates hate, insult and name-calling with murder.  For a long time, I just accepted the common explanation that Jesus is "reinterpreting" the Law, pushing for a "deeper" understanding of "what God really meant".  As I blogged several days ago, however, I am beginning to see that Jesus was reading the Law through the lens of love defined as self-sacrifice.  Thus, all commandments must be reexamined through that lens.  And so what of "Thou shalt not murder"?
         What is murder, exactly?  In his compelling analysis of the Cain and Able myth, Volf argues (quite persuasively) that Cain murders Abel because he refuses to redefine himself.  Able is the quintessential nothing - he is the second son, he is a shepherd, even his name means something like "vapor".  Cain, on the other hand is strong.  He is a farmer, the first son, strong and able (hahaha, get it?).  For no good reason we can see, God chooses Abel.  God.  Chooses.  Abel.  Cain cannot accept this; the very fact of Abel's existence now calls his own understanding of himself into question.  And, rather than reevaluate himself, Cain chooses to remove that which caused him existential dissonance.  He strikes down his brother, the Other, thereby allowing him to maintain his identity unchanged.
         If we allow this story to be paradigmatic for understanding the process of murder (and I know it's not going to be 100%, so let's agree not to get caught up in the details), I think this sheds some interesting light on Jesus' comments.  Murder arises from a challenge to the integrity of our Selfs.  So too I suggest do hate, insult and labeling.  Rarely do we hate something that does not affect us; apathy is a much commoner response to these nonentities.  Our hatred arises from that which is a challenge to our Selves.  Consider, for example, racism in the States - the races that bore the brunt of race-based hatred (Irish, Italian, African, etc) were always those races whose proximity to the dominant culture forced those in power to question and to reevaluate their assumptions about what made them human.  We have a tendency toward self-preservation and stability; it seems to be human nature to lash out in anger against that which threatens us.  Insult and labeling are public means by which we can consign the Other to safe categories that no longer threaten us.
         And so I can see why Jesus considers murder, hatred, name-calling and labeling to be related.  They are really all symptoms of the same problem: our tendency to objectify and dehumanize that which threatens our Selfs, our identities.  Jesus calls us to lay down our Selfs in favor of embracing the Other.  If we cannot allow the Other into our Selfs, to challenge and reshape us, then we will never be able to allow God, who is entirely more Other than any human, to enter into us, to shape us and to change us.  Perhaps this is what Jesus means when he teaches us a few verses later to pray, "Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us," and then follows that with, "If you do not forgive sin here on Earth, neither will your Father forgive your sins in heaven."  We are not in a place to accept God's forgiveness, to repent, unless we can learn how to do the same down here.  Only the peacemakers are called children of God.
         And let's not reduce this to cause-effect.  We miss the point if we pull a magic formula, a one-to-one correlation between forgiveness on Earth and forgiveness in Heaven.  Rather, we learn to be forgiven, to live as the forgiven, in the kingdom of Heaven that is coming to Earth, even as we learn to forgive sin here on Earth.
    "Dead man, is it being high that makes you alive, that makes you leave behind three boys and a wife?  ...As the track marks work their way up your arm, my mother taught my brothers and I not to call you 'Daddy', but to call you 'Father'.  And I believe there is something here to be learned of Grace, 'cause I can't help but love you."
    -- "The Widow", As Cities Burn


Sunday, August 19, 2007

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    Come Now Sleep
    By As Cities Burn
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    The Public Spectacle <inspiried by today's sermon>

    Colossians 2:15 "Jesus disarmed the rulers and authorities and made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them."

         In the ancient world, victorious armies made 'public spectacles' of their defeated opponents.  These spectacles involved parading the defeated soldiers and generals through the main center of the town, naked and shackled, humiliated and utterly defeated, trailing behind the glorious, victorious, conquering army dressed all in white and reds, mounted or marching proudly.  The cultural effects of this sort of parade cannot be missed: the victors are strong, unconquerable, glorious.  The enemy is weak, defenseless and beaten.  The Other is unable to stand before the We.
         As I read Paul's words in Colossians, I thought of Jesus' parade through the streets of Jerusalem.  I thought of how he was tried as a traitor to Rome and condemned as a rabble-rouser, an insurrectionist, for daring to claim kingship of a kingdom other than Rome.  For this crime, Rome reserved its most heinous, brutal, and humiliating punishment: execution by crucifixion.  Jesus was tortured, then stripped naked and strapped to a crossbeam.  Led by brightly dressed, exquisitely disciplined Roman soldiers, he was paraded through the town and out of the city, then hung naked from a cross for all to see until he died.  Rome's message was clear: see, Judea, your king, your messiah.  We have made a public spectacle of your savior, your christ.  Such a pitiable thing cannot stand before the glory of Rome.  Rome is mighty.  Rome is powerful.  And because of this, Rome is glorious.  Rome is able and willing to strike down all who dare to dream of another kingdom, for Rome is eternal.  See the consequences of your folly.  See and worship Rome.  This is Rome's parade.  This is Rome's spectacle.
         But Easter Sunday revealed Rome's spectacle to be Jesus' spectacle, God's spectacle.  Rome did not take Jesus; Jesus gave himself.  Rome did not torture Jesus; Jesus submitted to Rome.   Rome did not lead Jesus down the city streets to display his weakness; Jesus gave himself to the soldiers to expose the ultimate failings of Roman justice - the innocent are punished, the oppressed are destroyed, and evil assaults good.  In Jesus' parade, Rome is seen to be a sad caricature of God.  Where Rome flaunts its power and might, God offers arms spread in love.  Where Rome crushes those who are it enemies, God submits to them and dies for them so that God may redeem them.  In submitting to the violence and death-consumed politics of the "rulers and authorities", Jesus subverts them and turns their spectacle back upon themselves, revealing them for the ineffectual parodies they are.
         And, of course, he ultimately triumphs over them.  By inverting their spectacle, Jesus (re)creates a new possibility for humanity.  No longer must we abide by the laws of "philosophies and empty deceits according to human tradition and the elemental spirits of the world" as Paul says earlier (2:8).  Rather, we are free to live in a community conformed not to the world, but transformed into the image of Jesus himself.  We call this community the Church, and as his body, Jesus has invited us into his Parade.  As Rodney Clapp has elaborated, our communal worship is to be the time when we as the Body of Christ join together and participate in Jesus' Parade of the Cross.  We are to come together and affirm (through the songs we sing, through the sacraments we observe, through the teachings we hear and discuss, through the prayers we pray, etc.) the Way of Jesus rather than the way of the world.  We are to remind ourselves (and the world in which we live) on at least a weekly basis of the radical way Jesus triumphed over the rulers and authorities of this world.  We are to join with Jesus in becoming a public spectacle that will expose the violence and evil of the world for what it is.

         How often do our worship services do this?  That is, how often do we engage in Parades that challenge the ways of the world?  And how often do we allow our Parades to become nothing more than reinforcements of the violence, opulence and oppression that so characterizes our "Christian Nation"?  I think of our Independence Day services, of our Battle Hymns of the Republic and crying out, "Onward, Christian Solder, marching as to War, with the Cross of Jesus going on before".  I think of these and wonder what we plan to do with that cross that goes before us.  Do we plan to die on it?  Or are we, as Rome, going to crucify the Other so that We can feel strong?

         May we remember that ultimate Other, who "emptied himself, taking the form of a slave... and became obedient to the point of death, even death on a cross."  He "was pleased to reconcile to himself all things, whether on earth or in heaven, by making peace through the blood of his cross."  This is what true Glory looks like.  And that's something Rome cannot understand.


    What new mystery is this?  What blessed backwardness?  The Immeasurable One is held and does not resist.  Struck by wicked words and foolish fits of senseless men, the Almighty One does not defend.  -- mewithoutYou

Friday, August 17, 2007

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    The Life You've Always Wanted: Spiritual Disciplines for Ordinary People (Expanded and Adapted for Small Groups)
    By John Ortberg
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    The Center Can Hold

    I haven't blogged in over two weeks.  I used to think times like this were a sad rarity, but I seem to be doing less and less these days.  Thus, I promise to blog at least once weekly... I feel that I truly need the outlet, and this is the best way to stay in touch with some of you who matter greatly to me.

         As promised, I want to take some time to reflect on my observations of Guatemalan culture from the brief time I was there (one month ago) and then combine that with some of the lessons God has been (re)teaching me of late.
         Guatemala is a nation of instability.  Culturally, they are an amalgam of Mayan and Spanish cultures.  Spanish is the dominant language, but most Quiche (the native term of self-identification) also speak at least one Mayan dialect.  Surprisingly (to me at least), none of the Guatemalans complained of any racial tensions.  Rather, they to a person affirmed that the greatest tensions were socio-economic.  The gap between rural and urban, and to a greater degree, rich and poor, is enormous.  An entire subculture of women live in the city dump of Guatemala City, prostituting themselves for food and raising children in the city dump.  The government is almost entirely ineffectual in addressing the myriad social problems, in part because most of the government officials are corrupt (imagine that) and in part because the tiny country boasts over 30 distinct political parties.  Their adverts are pasted and painted everywhere, and I can't recall more than a handful that did not libel some opposing party while praising their own candidates.  No single party (or even group of parties) enjoys reelection.  The citizens feel no party loyalty, tending to vote according to the party that promises what they want.  Unfortunately, the terms short, but not nearly so short as the level of cooperation among the parties, so no elected official can manage to accomplish anything while in office.  Because no promises were fulfilled, he (always he and never she, I observed) will not be reelected and a new party will step into the vacancy to being anew.  Meanwhile, the problems only get worse.
         As for religion, I observed four groups.  While no Mayan religion exists today, several forms have been synchronized with Catholicism (including one whose crucifix bears a black Christ!) to form the largest group in the country.  The largest churches I saw belonged to the Pentecostal churches, and then of course were the Baptists (at whose conference I was speaking), who did not enter into the country until the 1980s.  In addition to these three groups are a growing atheistic demographic who find the Church to be increasingly irrelevant.  I had the greatest chance to interact with the Baptists (obviously) and I found my time with them to be very instructive.
         Many of the ministers with whom I interacted are first- or second-generation native minsters.  Their churches are barely 20 years old and they are a small denomination.  They have become a part of the national evangelical alliance, which is politically neutral, but well-respected and oft-courted by the various political groups.  Many ministers, however, are regularly frustrated by the lack of education and the lack of value of education.  I was surprised at how the churches (and the conflicts in those churches) mirror the churches in which I grew up and with which I occasionally interact still today.  Many Quiche churches are clinging to traditions that (for them) are not even a generation old as tenaciously as any tradition-laden Baptist church here in the States.  Many of them are afraid or unwilling to try anything that is not like "the way we do it."
         And this is really a deeper problem than I think we're willing to admit.  John Ortberg has commented that the source of the conflict between Jesus and the Pharisees was a fundamental disagreement about how to understand the Law and Prophets [the Bible, if you will (and you should)].  The Pharisees were concerned to maintain the holiness of Israel in the face of Gentile occupation of the Holy Land.  They read the Bible as a source of social identity through social boundary-marking.  They used the Law to help them determine who was "in" and who was "out".  Jesus, however, wasn't interested in where the borders are drawn, what's around the outside.  Jesus was concerned with what's at the center - "Seek first the Kingdom of Heaven and his righteousness, and all these things [about which we worry] will be added to you."  Jesus read the Bible, he interacted with the Father (and as a result with those around him) through a lens of love, which is self sacrifice ("Greater love has no one, that that s/he would lay down his/her life for a friend").
         As Ortberg comments, "Jesus consistently focused on people's center: Are they oriented and moving toward the center of spiritual life (love of God and people), or are they moving away from it?  This is why he shocked people by saying that many religious leaders - who observed all the recognized boundary markers - were in fact outside the kingdom of God.  And this si why Jesus could say that "the tax collectors and the prostitutes' who were a million miles away from the religious subculture, but who had turned, converted and oriented themselves toward God and love, were already in the kingdom."
         I see a lot of Christians these days who still insist that being a believer is a matter of what books we read, music we hear, people with whom we associate and on and on and on.  While we've roundly rejected the holiness code God gave us in the scriptures, we've had no problem creating one of our own.
         But as a wise and beloved friend of mine said, "Jesus told us it's not what goes in that makes us unclean.  It's what comes out."

    So... what comes out?  Is it clean or unclean?  Or, perhaps better phrased, does what comes out of us look more like Jesus today than it did yesterday?

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