I just ate a plum. Two plums, actually--they were like little purple gems that tingled my mouth and fell apart in sweet sweet goodness on my tongue. Oh boy.
There is just something about gardening, about bringing something out of the ground that is actually full of junk and awful stuff and turning it into food that is delicious and healthy. I love gardening so much. I can't wait to do it for the rest of my life. I can't wait to live in rhythm with the seasons of the year. I'm just excited about it. The corn's getting ready too and I've already eaten a few ears. They are very delicious. Mario bought some heirloom tomatoes at the farmer's market and will plant them soon. They will be very good. Mario is very good at getting things to grow. I'm getting there. I'm good at letting things rot in the compost pile.
I wish I knew how to put pictures up. Hooray for self-grown food!
Jul 19, 2008
Jul 10, 2008
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this is a fantastic way to avoid doing Economics homework. Don't you agree?
phew. I just stopped by and talked with Alice Corbin a few minutes ago. She is a gem, maybe the best-kept secret on this campus. We talked of simplicity and the way that the world is getting more complicated. I can't help but wonder aloud if it is a good thing. Connectedness, while nurturing the virtues of relationality and openness of information on the one hand also cuts into simplicity, singularity of purpose, focus, sabbath, and so many other glorious virues. Yet I feel as though I do not belong to my culture, to the people that I love, if I do not operate on these levels of connectedness. My cell phone and email, facebook and myspace, blog and journal--all of these are each one piece of myself that becomes available until I am so available I can't find myself. I am so busy that I quite literally do not know how to rest or be still. I am so caught up in the service to so many gods--most of them claiming to be in the service of the One--that I forget to serve the One God, who made heaven and earth, who knit me together in Donna May's womb, who knows my inmost being, the God who has been content without blogs and cell phones and email for thousands/millions/billions/trillions (pick whichever you fancy) of years. If the silent swirling cosmos which slowly cooled into explosive volcanoes, land forms which separated out into the deep waters and mountain ranges and plant and animal life which have culminated in the zelem of God are enough for God, then I suppose they should be good enough for me.
We're past functionality. We are at a point in human history where our ability to produce more does not create prosperity or blessing. Instead, the concentration of the production in the hands of the few and wealthy creates poverty and waste instead of blessing for all. I can't help but think of the scene from Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath in which an overabundance of oranges are poured down the hill and then, in order to keep the impoverished workers from taking them for themselves and their children (thus relieving the great need which drives capitalism's production), there is gasoline poured on the perfectly good but unmarketable fruits and they are burned as starving onlookers lament this waste.
Going small but deep. I think I'm scared of it because I seem to get my friends and employers mad at me whenever I am without a cell phone for a week or so. We just don't know what to do with ourselves.
I'm questioning whether "Its the world we live in" is a valid excuse anymore.
phew. I just stopped by and talked with Alice Corbin a few minutes ago. She is a gem, maybe the best-kept secret on this campus. We talked of simplicity and the way that the world is getting more complicated. I can't help but wonder aloud if it is a good thing. Connectedness, while nurturing the virtues of relationality and openness of information on the one hand also cuts into simplicity, singularity of purpose, focus, sabbath, and so many other glorious virues. Yet I feel as though I do not belong to my culture, to the people that I love, if I do not operate on these levels of connectedness. My cell phone and email, facebook and myspace, blog and journal--all of these are each one piece of myself that becomes available until I am so available I can't find myself. I am so busy that I quite literally do not know how to rest or be still. I am so caught up in the service to so many gods--most of them claiming to be in the service of the One--that I forget to serve the One God, who made heaven and earth, who knit me together in Donna May's womb, who knows my inmost being, the God who has been content without blogs and cell phones and email for thousands/millions/billions/trillions (pick whichever you fancy) of years. If the silent swirling cosmos which slowly cooled into explosive volcanoes, land forms which separated out into the deep waters and mountain ranges and plant and animal life which have culminated in the zelem of God are enough for God, then I suppose they should be good enough for me.
We're past functionality. We are at a point in human history where our ability to produce more does not create prosperity or blessing. Instead, the concentration of the production in the hands of the few and wealthy creates poverty and waste instead of blessing for all. I can't help but think of the scene from Steinbeck's Grapes of Wrath in which an overabundance of oranges are poured down the hill and then, in order to keep the impoverished workers from taking them for themselves and their children (thus relieving the great need which drives capitalism's production), there is gasoline poured on the perfectly good but unmarketable fruits and they are burned as starving onlookers lament this waste.
Going small but deep. I think I'm scared of it because I seem to get my friends and employers mad at me whenever I am without a cell phone for a week or so. We just don't know what to do with ourselves.
I'm questioning whether "Its the world we live in" is a valid excuse anymore.
Jun 15, 2008
"Hear, O Israel, the Lord your God, the Lord is One. Love the Lord your God with all your heart with all your soul and with all your strength. These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. Tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates."
in the thickness of the day,
in the weight of the evening,
in the expectation of the morning,
in the solitude of the still night,
i am known by one who is One.
open to the great mystery
and laid naked in front of the glorious Love.
Oh love Divine that sweeps my being into thine,
that breaks me open, pouring unknown hopes in.
you do not release me to my fear, to my life.
i am yours. i am yours. i am yours.
it cannot be worn out.
i am the fragmented pieces of the mosaic
take all that i am and may i stand alone before you,
willing only that which you desire.
I am a faceless voice, voiceless face in Israel.
I am Israel and I am not even myself.
We are the hearer-obeyers.
and we are alone before You as you are alone before You.
and before us.
before us
before us
ignore us
bore us
store us.
go before and teach us this
Alone.
in the thickness of the day,
in the weight of the evening,
in the expectation of the morning,
in the solitude of the still night,
i am known by one who is One.
open to the great mystery
and laid naked in front of the glorious Love.
Oh love Divine that sweeps my being into thine,
that breaks me open, pouring unknown hopes in.
you do not release me to my fear, to my life.
i am yours. i am yours. i am yours.
it cannot be worn out.
i am the fragmented pieces of the mosaic
take all that i am and may i stand alone before you,
willing only that which you desire.
I am a faceless voice, voiceless face in Israel.
I am Israel and I am not even myself.
We are the hearer-obeyers.
and we are alone before You as you are alone before You.
and before us.
before us
before us
ignore us
bore us
store us.
go before and teach us this
Alone.
Jun 2, 2008
holy Nazarenes
Pastor Steve asked the question about holiness in Bible study yesterday. he kept referring to Brother Mack and others who have come out of holiness traditions in the South and Midwest and noting that things are different now, that we don't have the same kind of distinctiveness that we used to have. i see three threads coming through this discussion of holiness, but i think that where we should be is somewhere in the middle of all three of them.
First, I see what Olivetians would lament as the Point Loma mentality, which is very much okay with not looking too different from the dominant culture--so much so that we don't really know how to be different from the dominant culture. In this thread, we love to use words like "Love" and "Grace" to define our religious belief. Our piety is most characterized by our permissiveness. We understand that each one is a sinner and that God forgives each one where s/he is at. God meets us and wants relationship with us. That frees us to be who we want to be as God affirms our lives, wants us to be happy and will have relationship with us no matter where we are in life.
Second, there is the stereotypical Nazarene thread that looks like women in high collars, midwestern parents who are concerned with the image of their children. It is connected with refusing to drink, to dance, to do anything on Sundays. In the case of Brother Mack's youth, this even looks like refusing to cook, buy gas (or anything for that matter), or play ball on Sundays. There is no or minimal jewelry: simplicity is highly stressed. But why? to be distinctive. Because all that stuff from which we refrain is worldly and therefore, by refraining, we become other than worldly. It is defined in a negative manner.
Third, there is the reaction to the second that does not want to be so worldly as the first. We recognize the death and the staleness of the second and reject that. but we do not want to lose that distinctiveness. This is where my parents are. So we reject some things, such as drinking, dancing (in certain ways) and being too hyperactive. But there is no premium on simplicity. We comfort ourselves from the stale legalism of the old-time nazarenes with the middle class comforts that we have convinced ourselves that we deserve. we don't party or have sex. But we still look like everyone else. we shop like everyone else, vote like everyone else. we live where everyone else lives. hell, we even watch the same TV shows as everyone else and probably the same movies. We try to define ourselves in a way that embraces both the grace and permissiveness of the first thread and the distinctiveness of the second.
(8 days later)
What bothers me about all of these is that each of them seem to be asking the wrong question. Rather than asking ourselves how we can align ourselves with the world in a way of least resistance, we should begin to look to the Scriptures and the Christian tradition in a way that sees them as normative for our lives and then try to figure out what is okay for us rather than what is not. we need to be stripped down into virtually nothing. We need to be broken, to be forsaken and forgotten by our world. In truth, the complacency and the complicity of the church with the world is something that must be judged. This may look like wandering, but stay with me.
We have lost what it means to be holy, but let us recognize that this is not a particularly Nazarene doctrine or even a doctrine that is particular to the Holiness congregations. Holiness is central to the life and ministry of the Church catholic. It is a part of the doctrine laid out at Vatican II and one only has to read Matthew 5-7 to get the clear picture that a church without holiness is no church at all. It is an organization based on some foundation that is other than Christ. If Christ is our head and Christ is holy, then of course we strive for holiness. Talking with John Wright today, he made the point that the Nazarene church is a renewal movement within the Church. We are not a group that exists to make our particular denomination normative, but in the preface of the manual, even, it says (in less words) that we are a group that exists to call the Church catholic to its greater purpose as the Body of Christ.
There has been some talk about Nazarene monks or something like that. Well, folks, here's the thing--as far as I can tell, Nazarenes started as monks. We may not be called specifically to celibacy but we are those who, with the grace of God, are called to humbly call the church back to its original purpose through holy lives. We are not here to be the denomination to which all denominations should aspire. we are not here to fit nicely into the religious marketplace in America, offering an option for those conservative Americans who need an outlet for their conservatism. We are here to serve the church by reminding the church of what it means to be holy and in that, to return to our purpose as the body of Christ.
From my perspective, not drinking is important because it reminds us that if we are not sharing life with people who have trouble with alcohol (so prevalent in our culture), then we are not living our call faithfully (this even informs the very elements of the Eucharist so that we do not use wine in the Eucharist). Refraining from sex until marriage is important because it reminds us that marriage is a metaphor of the relationship between Christ and the church as well as a creative act. Refraining from other addictions is important because it reminds us that our lives are to be lived under the kingship of Jesus Christ and no other. Watching what we buy is important for the same reason--because we are the people of God, not the people of our nation or the people of the marketplace. Offering hospitality is important because it reminds us that we are not our own, not to mention direct commands in the Scriptures. There is so much more to be said here but for the sake of your time, i would point you to the blog by the Order of Saint Stephen in my links. It says these things more eloquently and more completely.
First, I see what Olivetians would lament as the Point Loma mentality, which is very much okay with not looking too different from the dominant culture--so much so that we don't really know how to be different from the dominant culture. In this thread, we love to use words like "Love" and "Grace" to define our religious belief. Our piety is most characterized by our permissiveness. We understand that each one is a sinner and that God forgives each one where s/he is at. God meets us and wants relationship with us. That frees us to be who we want to be as God affirms our lives, wants us to be happy and will have relationship with us no matter where we are in life.
Second, there is the stereotypical Nazarene thread that looks like women in high collars, midwestern parents who are concerned with the image of their children. It is connected with refusing to drink, to dance, to do anything on Sundays. In the case of Brother Mack's youth, this even looks like refusing to cook, buy gas (or anything for that matter), or play ball on Sundays. There is no or minimal jewelry: simplicity is highly stressed. But why? to be distinctive. Because all that stuff from which we refrain is worldly and therefore, by refraining, we become other than worldly. It is defined in a negative manner.
Third, there is the reaction to the second that does not want to be so worldly as the first. We recognize the death and the staleness of the second and reject that. but we do not want to lose that distinctiveness. This is where my parents are. So we reject some things, such as drinking, dancing (in certain ways) and being too hyperactive. But there is no premium on simplicity. We comfort ourselves from the stale legalism of the old-time nazarenes with the middle class comforts that we have convinced ourselves that we deserve. we don't party or have sex. But we still look like everyone else. we shop like everyone else, vote like everyone else. we live where everyone else lives. hell, we even watch the same TV shows as everyone else and probably the same movies. We try to define ourselves in a way that embraces both the grace and permissiveness of the first thread and the distinctiveness of the second.
(8 days later)
What bothers me about all of these is that each of them seem to be asking the wrong question. Rather than asking ourselves how we can align ourselves with the world in a way of least resistance, we should begin to look to the Scriptures and the Christian tradition in a way that sees them as normative for our lives and then try to figure out what is okay for us rather than what is not. we need to be stripped down into virtually nothing. We need to be broken, to be forsaken and forgotten by our world. In truth, the complacency and the complicity of the church with the world is something that must be judged. This may look like wandering, but stay with me.
We have lost what it means to be holy, but let us recognize that this is not a particularly Nazarene doctrine or even a doctrine that is particular to the Holiness congregations. Holiness is central to the life and ministry of the Church catholic. It is a part of the doctrine laid out at Vatican II and one only has to read Matthew 5-7 to get the clear picture that a church without holiness is no church at all. It is an organization based on some foundation that is other than Christ. If Christ is our head and Christ is holy, then of course we strive for holiness. Talking with John Wright today, he made the point that the Nazarene church is a renewal movement within the Church. We are not a group that exists to make our particular denomination normative, but in the preface of the manual, even, it says (in less words) that we are a group that exists to call the Church catholic to its greater purpose as the Body of Christ.
There has been some talk about Nazarene monks or something like that. Well, folks, here's the thing--as far as I can tell, Nazarenes started as monks. We may not be called specifically to celibacy but we are those who, with the grace of God, are called to humbly call the church back to its original purpose through holy lives. We are not here to be the denomination to which all denominations should aspire. we are not here to fit nicely into the religious marketplace in America, offering an option for those conservative Americans who need an outlet for their conservatism. We are here to serve the church by reminding the church of what it means to be holy and in that, to return to our purpose as the body of Christ.
From my perspective, not drinking is important because it reminds us that if we are not sharing life with people who have trouble with alcohol (so prevalent in our culture), then we are not living our call faithfully (this even informs the very elements of the Eucharist so that we do not use wine in the Eucharist). Refraining from sex until marriage is important because it reminds us that marriage is a metaphor of the relationship between Christ and the church as well as a creative act. Refraining from other addictions is important because it reminds us that our lives are to be lived under the kingship of Jesus Christ and no other. Watching what we buy is important for the same reason--because we are the people of God, not the people of our nation or the people of the marketplace. Offering hospitality is important because it reminds us that we are not our own, not to mention direct commands in the Scriptures. There is so much more to be said here but for the sake of your time, i would point you to the blog by the Order of Saint Stephen in my links. It says these things more eloquently and more completely.
May 27, 2008
Holiness, holiness is what we long for.
Holiness is what we need.
Holiness, holiness is what you want for us...
so I had an interesting experience the other day. I came home. Coming home is always an interesting experience but this one has raised some particularly intriguing questions. I hadn't been to church in a while due to travelling on Sundays and so I called up Becca Van Donk and asked her if I could come to her church. I knew her church is charismatic and moves in the healing/"presence of the Spirit" kind of circles. this is new to me. Not in the sense that I couldn't follow what was going on but in the sense that this is not the sort of way that I have experienced God. I've never spoken in tongues. I've never been healed in any way that is miraculous outside of the miracles of everyday life. Its not that I haven't wanted to be. I've made myself available to this sort of healing on a few occasions. I've tried to focus and concentrate and get out of the way enough for the Spirit to move through me. I've witnessed things happen, too. But I've just never quite been in the middle of the Spirit and the flesh, if that makes sense. I've never been the conduit for that sort of flow.
So going to this church service with my prophet brother (no seriously. he is a prophet. this stuff is kind of his deal.) was challenging. I knew it would be.
I was sitting there, drawing and writing and feeling very much a part and not a part of what was going on and the questions and images that kept running thorugh my head were all centering around the images of the first Nazarenes, these unintellectual, compassionate, passionate, camp-meeting types who would hang out with the down-and-outers in the cast-off parts of L.A., who refused to start their denomination until the poor Southerners could join them, who wrestled with the gift of tongues (why? probably because people were doing it), and who would not back away from a holy life.
is there some wisdom here for us? is there something for us to glean here, to remember about who we are? how do we remember? how do we allow this past to be a part of who we are? I'm flipping this around these days. I'm trying to find a way that we can know this to be true: that we are not only the descendants of a church that instituted the Eucharist and other sacraments and that serves with humility, compassion, and love. That we are also the descendants of the church in Acts, whose absurdity is an offense to me; we are the descendants of St. Francis of Assisi as much as we are the descendants of Dorothy Day, of John Wesley as much as Quakers and Shakers (we can't let Quakers' emphasis on silence distract us from their less-than-silent history).
I want to find where this nonsense that may be the greatest sense we know fits into the scheme of who we are as a church. How can we be gifted by the Spirit and not forget the Eucharist? How can we allow God to break through our liturgy (not destroying liturgy, but freeing us through liturgy) to a truly transformative life lived before the Lord in a spirit of thanksgiving and joy, of pouring ourselves out before God that we might be transformed and changed and that we might ultimately be brought to holiness for the glory of God.
Holiness is what we need.
Holiness, holiness is what you want for us...
so I had an interesting experience the other day. I came home. Coming home is always an interesting experience but this one has raised some particularly intriguing questions. I hadn't been to church in a while due to travelling on Sundays and so I called up Becca Van Donk and asked her if I could come to her church. I knew her church is charismatic and moves in the healing/"presence of the Spirit" kind of circles. this is new to me. Not in the sense that I couldn't follow what was going on but in the sense that this is not the sort of way that I have experienced God. I've never spoken in tongues. I've never been healed in any way that is miraculous outside of the miracles of everyday life. Its not that I haven't wanted to be. I've made myself available to this sort of healing on a few occasions. I've tried to focus and concentrate and get out of the way enough for the Spirit to move through me. I've witnessed things happen, too. But I've just never quite been in the middle of the Spirit and the flesh, if that makes sense. I've never been the conduit for that sort of flow.
So going to this church service with my prophet brother (no seriously. he is a prophet. this stuff is kind of his deal.) was challenging. I knew it would be.
I was sitting there, drawing and writing and feeling very much a part and not a part of what was going on and the questions and images that kept running thorugh my head were all centering around the images of the first Nazarenes, these unintellectual, compassionate, passionate, camp-meeting types who would hang out with the down-and-outers in the cast-off parts of L.A., who refused to start their denomination until the poor Southerners could join them, who wrestled with the gift of tongues (why? probably because people were doing it), and who would not back away from a holy life.
is there some wisdom here for us? is there something for us to glean here, to remember about who we are? how do we remember? how do we allow this past to be a part of who we are? I'm flipping this around these days. I'm trying to find a way that we can know this to be true: that we are not only the descendants of a church that instituted the Eucharist and other sacraments and that serves with humility, compassion, and love. That we are also the descendants of the church in Acts, whose absurdity is an offense to me; we are the descendants of St. Francis of Assisi as much as we are the descendants of Dorothy Day, of John Wesley as much as Quakers and Shakers (we can't let Quakers' emphasis on silence distract us from their less-than-silent history).
I want to find where this nonsense that may be the greatest sense we know fits into the scheme of who we are as a church. How can we be gifted by the Spirit and not forget the Eucharist? How can we allow God to break through our liturgy (not destroying liturgy, but freeing us through liturgy) to a truly transformative life lived before the Lord in a spirit of thanksgiving and joy, of pouring ourselves out before God that we might be transformed and changed and that we might ultimately be brought to holiness for the glory of God.
May 17, 2008
whose story are you living?
The world, as much as it may like to think otherwise, is a world at war. One particularly compelling way to parse the world is through the lens of narratology, in which the distinct yet inextricable particularities of Narratives, Polities, Practices, and Virtues are the essential elements in each conception of reality.1 There is a tension here in that narratology is an academic construction to make sense of something that is real and yet in this particular instance, it is making sense of the Christian Scriptures which are at the bottom of things, the fundamental elements of what is real. That is the methodological tension. Beyond that, there is the tension that is found in the battle between the Story of Faith, the narrative that is interwoven with the liberal-democratic nation-state, and the Story of God, the narrative that is the Christian Scriptures, interwoven with the people of God, the elect, lived out in the Church2.
The narrative of the story of Faith comes, historically, from the development of the liberal-democratic nation-state, especially since the 17th century. The fundamentals of this narrative are that the individual is an autonomous being who has developed distinctly from the forces which surround her/him so that this one can make choices to improve her or his life that will move the individual from unfulfillment to fulfillment, from boredom to excitement, from unhappiness to happiness. These choices that the individual makes will allow that individual to be who that s/he wants to be and therefore find a life worth living. Ultimately, the entire narrative of the liberal-democratic nation-state is collapsed into the individual and that one's choice of how to live his or her life. These choices are means to “the good,” an abstract concept denoting general positivity. From the perspective of “faith,” the individual makes choices which move him/herself from a consciousness of one's own sin (which is really about guilt and shame) to a consciousness of grace that comes from Jesus to and for the individual within the span of that individual's lifetime. Jesus becomes the means to the individual's fulfillment and enlightenment, leading this one to the “good” that is found ultimately in him or herself. Jesus, the perfect consciousness, shows each one the good that was there all along. This denial of Jesus' bodily reality ultimately allows for violence as that supposedly does not effect the consciousness.
However, the great subtlety of this narrative, this Story of Faith, is that while it is supposedly collapsed into the individual, what is really going on is that the polity of the liberal-democratic nation-state takes a hegemonic role in the whole story as the supposedly “neutral” zone in which choices can take place. Hence, the birth of the marketplace. The state is the neutral zone in which the “real work” takes place, which is the choosing of different products to bring fulfillment. However, when someone comes in and challenges the validity of this system by introducing something outside the polity—because despite the genius of the liberal-democratic nation-state, there is something outside of this polity—the state needs to be able to hold power over those individuals. Hence, the state has the ability to used sanctioned violence so that killing is acceptable when it is done in a state-backed uniform or for the sake of upholding the state. It is violence on the fringes of the state so that violence will not happen within the state.
There cannot be violence within the bounds of the state lest there not be free choice but some sort of unhealthy coercion. The power to choose is the central focus of this narrative. You must be able to choose your own best so long as it does not infringe on anyone else's “right” to choose. Hence, voting, free speech, open marketplaces, an emphasis on self-knowledge, and the list goes on. Again, violence is a practice that is reserved for the state but small amounts of violence and violent ways of dealing with each other—blowing each other off, passing by “the poor” as if they did not exist, segregating ourselves into social classes as if to legitimize the existence of the marketplace—each of these are practices which are violent to one another in that they do not recognize that God has created each one and all ones together and treat one another as a gift because of that fact. Instead, the liberal self moves around this supposedly neutral world choosing, buying, consuming, taking in, getting “free stuff,” “thinking,” “changing,” “growing,” etc., etc., etc. And all of this within the confines of one's own personal bubble that is defined by one's preferences and inclinations. All of liberalism is a sucking into the self. And the nation-state supports that wholeheartedly. It is the structure that allows it to exist and these practices perpetuate and legitimate its existence.
In the sucking into the self, the liberal self seeks to find a sense of transcendental peace, of unity with the aggregate, of acceptance in all because “life belongs to life” and ultimately we are found in the “ground of being,” Jesus, who will bring us to wholeness by bringing us to the recognition that we are not ultimately different or wrong. We will be freed from guilt, from legalism, from pain. We will be reunited with Christ, from whom we have been separated. In is in this reuniting that we will find peace, happiness, unity, and acceptance. From our acceptance of others (in hope of our acceptance of ourselves), the individuals of the liberal-democratic nation-state are docile and nice to one another lest they upset the balance of acceptance. Happiness and excitement gloss over the real depression and boredom that surfaces as soon as the members of the liberal-democratic nation-state have enough time to stop and think.
The Story of God is radically different. Finding its expression in the narrative Christian Scriptures, the Story of God is not a story of the individual and that individual's faith which moves them toward God. It is the story of God's faithfulness to and salvation of humans so that God might ultimately be glorified. God is the actant behind the activity in the story of God so that even as individuals live and respond either obediently or disobediently to God's call and action in their lives, all action is upheld and sustained by God, who renders all things intelligible—any faith that is is because God has made it that it might be so. Any good that is is because God has upheld that good and brought it to be. Even time and place have been created by and for and in God, as seen in Genesis 1 as God creates outside of space and time, seen in the exegesis of tobu wabohu. God is the actant behind the story creating the story that happens. Even in the stories of people, God is present in very important ways. In the story of Ruth, an alien, widowed woman and her widowed mother-in-law live faithfully to Torah, responding to God in obedience to his Word. Although God does not show up in explicit ways, booming from a mountaintop, God is present throughout in the realities of Torah. The story is soaked in God, even if no one ever talks about being wet.
Again, this narrative does not happen in a vacuum. God shows up in God's polity, the church, the people of God, the elect. In Ruth, it is in the concrete, bodily, hand-to-mouth and feet-to-feet realities of life. Ruth, Boaz and Naomi and others interact in a way that is faithful to each other as the people of God in the world. As demonstrated in Harinck, Jesus is not an etheral consciousness but an apocalypse, a revelation to the physical world. Jesus really lived, died and was risen and in that bodily reality, the bodily reality of the church is established. The people of God come together and live in a way that forms to Jesus' death and resurrection, a cruciform like that is fleshed out regularly in the Lord's Supper. In that act, the people of God are constituted and made into something that stands apart from the liberal-democratic nation-state. We are made into those that God is saving, grafted into the branch of God's election and salvation that has come through God's faithfulness to us. As made evident in Ruth, Exodus, Acts, Revelation and elsewhere, the elect are often oppressed. This is, in some ways, a necessary practice of being the elect. Jesus was oppressed. Jesus called us to be oppressed, to be persecuted. Oppression is evidence of election because when something is wholly other than the polity in which it finds itself—and the people of God are always in struggle against the polities of this world—there is bound to be oppression.
The practices of the people of God, interestingly enough, look a lot like oppression. Submission, restitution, penance, the ingesting of the body and blood of Christ, faithful and obedient discipleship: these are the practices of a cruciform people, a people who follow the gospel which is the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus. We die to ourselves and before one another that we may be raised to life. We are slain that we may be raised to life. We are “always carrying in the body the death of Jesus so that the life of Jesus may be made visible in our bodies” (2 Cor. 4:10). This is the people of God, constituted in the body and blood of Jesus and in the practices of our relationships with one another, not that there is an inherent value in the relationship but that Jesus has brought us together and we cannot escape relating to one another. One quite distinct practice in the story of God from the story of Faith is that in that of Faith, there is no place for memory unless that memory is subsumed within the individual. The individual takes into himself all that is necessary and all else can be discarded. In the Story of God, in the church, the individual is caught up into the polity of the church by the memory of the Eucharist, of communally reading the Scriptures, of passing the peace of Christ and recognizing that in this passing of peace, there is a participation with the catholic body of Christ, despite the differences and distinctions that the liberal-democratic nation-state may make. Ruth does the preposterous thing of following a frail old widow back to a failing homeland, probably to die. And in her faithfulness, in her practice of following the people of God and making them her own people, of making Yahweh her God, she is caught up and enfolded into this story, ultimately worked into the line of Jesus which God is bringing about. In the story of Faith, there is no need for this memory if it moves past the individual usage of a particular individual. But if one lives in God's story in which time and place are real, yet tensive symbols, catching the individual up into something in which s/he is lost and still contributes to, then this one contributes and participates in something that is greater that that one's self and yet is also who that one truly is, namely the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus Christ.
In the virtues of the story of God, one finds, basically, faith, hope, love, forgiveness, peace. These values are the goals after which one strives and come in bits and pieces with the recognition that the coming Kingdom of God, when all things will be made whole in and through and for God, is still yet to come. That tension, of the kingdom being here and not here drives the church on to work for these values, to strive to see them in its own life—often a failing endeavor. But God is making it whole. God is taking the good from the activity of God's people and drawing the world to Godself. Transformation is real and is happening; it happens personally and socially, and it is an outpouring of God's self. These virtues come about from the practices mentioned before and from the resources of the church: the Scriptures and the Eucharist, with which Jesus makes us into a glorious being.
Difference
Whether the church follows the story of God or the story of Faith makes all the difference in the world, literally. I will quote Christian Smith from his book Soul Searching about his concept of Moralistic Therapeutic Deism:
“The creed of his religion, as codified from what emerged from our interviews, sounds something like this:
A God exists who created and orders the world and watches over human life on earth.
God wants people to be good, nice, and fair to each other...
The central goal of life is to be happy and to feel good about oneself.
God does not need to be particularly involved in one's life except when God is needed to resolve a problem.
Good people go to heaven when they die....
Moralistic Therapeutic Deism exists, with God's aid, to help people succeed in life, to make them feel good, and to help them get along with others—who are otherwise different—in school, at work, on the team, and in other routine areas of life” (p. 162-3, 169)
This is where the hegemony of the story of Faith has led North American Christians. Being Christian no longer has anything to do with God. It is entirely subsumed in the individual, and even those who buy into this would not agree that that is acceptable. When the story of God is taken seriously, the church is not a community of common interest. It is constituted by the gospel which blows apart the notions of individual rights. The responsibility of everyone is that the gospel would go on unhindered (Acts 28) from the assembly and within the assembly of the Lord. Also, the Church matters in the Story of God. If the Story of Faith is real, the church is an irrelevant institution. We can change consciousness in a thousand different ways and far more effectively than the church. Jesus and indeed the “community” become choices for us, examples of ways to live our life, but nothing that compels or binds us, nothing that requires faithfulness. All semblance of Christocentrism is shattered. Jesus is merely what I could be. No longer do I lay down my life so that Jesus can work in us. I lay down my life so that I can be as enlightened as Jesus. Finally, in the story of Faith, we cannot love. People become choices, market options. We cannot truly lay down our lives for each other, as in 1 John 3:16. Instead, we lay down our lives for one another because that is ultimately the best option for me. This is not love. This is a self-collapsing hell of a life where each one collapses all that is into him or her self, violently discounting the poor, the disinherited, the forgotten because they cannot help me to succeed, by whatever my rubric of success is. I may even become a social justice type and then use the poor for my success while discounting the rich. There is no good end in this—only death. But if the people who God is calling will embrace the death of God's Son Jesus, they will be raised to life, enabled to love and made righteous in the apocalypse of Jesus Christ who lived, died, and was raised again. There is a good end in this world but it is not found in this world—it is found in the Creator God who is drawing all things into Godself for God's good end. Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
1These cannot be spoken of separately, but only in some particularity
2The Church is the people of God, though this should not exclude the Jews who have not lost their election in the institution of the Church.
May 12, 2008
A long time coming...
Man, it has been a long month and a half. For my reader, I apologize to you for your absence. Your homework and other worthwhile activities have probably gotten way too much attention since March 23.
Finishing up finals, I've been thinking some about the meaning and place of stress in our lives. It is really easy, I think, to try to make stress into this thing that gets in the way of our fulfillment and therefore blow it up or minimize it from what it really is. We have such a strange relationship with stress, much like our relationship with sleep. Is it good? Stress: no. Sleep: yes. But not better than work and activity and busyness. It is good to rest, to shabbat we might say in Christian circles, but we're not going to actually do it if it costs us work. We need to be active, to be working, to be productive. even our Christian lives are this way. if we're not growing continually over the course of our lives, then there is something wrong, right? i think we've let our notions of economics work into our notions of ontology a little too much. In other words, we think about living the way we think about the economy. If our spirituality or our economy is not growing, that's bad. There is little to no room for plateau, for falling off a little bit, for crisis even. Our whole focus is on that upward move that points ever upwards into some supposedly limitless sky. But I am going to say this is false.
first off, the fact that our notions of "personal growth" and "spiritual health" are so determined by our conception of the economy troubles me. it seems that, if anything, there should be a much greater focus on sustainability, on faithfulness, on doing what needs to be done and finding joy in it. We should be looking deeper into how to redeem the various aspects of our lives with whatever currency we have, be that economic, social, cultural, or whatever. Instead, we try to amass some store of personal worth and capital without trying to reach out in that, without recognizing that the purpose of any capital that we have is to spend it in redeeming. And the greatest capital that we can ever amass comes from a long, long time spent faithfully responding to the call to love God and others. But this sort of capital is indifferent to the variables of how we are doing, of how stressed we are, of how successful we are. Indifferent may be too strong a word. Um, it is other than those things. our faithfulness, though often impacted by the other circumstances of our lives, is different from those circumstances. In many ways, our faithfulness is in our adherence to a standard outside of those circumstances in the midst of them. This standard of loving others--of living a cruciform life, of maintaining the core commitment to Christ in the midst of the "rest" of life--is the thing to keep in mind at each moment, in each day. It is why we meet on Sundays, why we continue to take the Eucharist, why we continue to gather for baptisms and remember our own in them. These serve as reminders to us. But not for our own sake. They serve as reminders that we might live for another. And yet they are also the real substance that pulls us up into the reality of God's salvation and redemption of the world.
So...finals. stress. sometimes it feels like i am going to break under all of it and i just want to give up, to lay down my education go get a job in southeast or, better yet, as a pool boy in Cabo. but I know that there is something to the breaking. it reminds me of what life is about, that life is not about me and my wishes or my comfort. it is about how i remain faithful to the call to love in the midst of heavy circumstances. because despite Jeff Carr's institution of "success week" at loma, garbage still happens. i still have to wrestle with difficult things and hard things and ugly things. i still have to be a youth pastor and a stand-in dad and a friend and a host of other things. So I am reminded that no matter how tired i am, i need to pray. I don't necessarily need to have a full day of lounging around, but i do need to pray. And beyond that, I am not my work. My research paper for Kevin probably sucked bad. I'm okay with that. I am more than the sum of my accomplishments and it is good yet hard to remember that in the midst of an ouput/production-oriented culture. So what if i do fail out. it would suck, but i can faithfully respond to that situation just as i can faithfully respond to success. neither is necessarily easier. So whatever situation comes, we can say with Paul that we are "content whatever the circumstances." (Phil. 4)
That said, I'm glad to have a break. I'm tired but I'm going to sleep tonight and that is a good thing. So peace, friend(s). the summer is upon us.
Finishing up finals, I've been thinking some about the meaning and place of stress in our lives. It is really easy, I think, to try to make stress into this thing that gets in the way of our fulfillment and therefore blow it up or minimize it from what it really is. We have such a strange relationship with stress, much like our relationship with sleep. Is it good? Stress: no. Sleep: yes. But not better than work and activity and busyness. It is good to rest, to shabbat we might say in Christian circles, but we're not going to actually do it if it costs us work. We need to be active, to be working, to be productive. even our Christian lives are this way. if we're not growing continually over the course of our lives, then there is something wrong, right? i think we've let our notions of economics work into our notions of ontology a little too much. In other words, we think about living the way we think about the economy. If our spirituality or our economy is not growing, that's bad. There is little to no room for plateau, for falling off a little bit, for crisis even. Our whole focus is on that upward move that points ever upwards into some supposedly limitless sky. But I am going to say this is false.
first off, the fact that our notions of "personal growth" and "spiritual health" are so determined by our conception of the economy troubles me. it seems that, if anything, there should be a much greater focus on sustainability, on faithfulness, on doing what needs to be done and finding joy in it. We should be looking deeper into how to redeem the various aspects of our lives with whatever currency we have, be that economic, social, cultural, or whatever. Instead, we try to amass some store of personal worth and capital without trying to reach out in that, without recognizing that the purpose of any capital that we have is to spend it in redeeming. And the greatest capital that we can ever amass comes from a long, long time spent faithfully responding to the call to love God and others. But this sort of capital is indifferent to the variables of how we are doing, of how stressed we are, of how successful we are. Indifferent may be too strong a word. Um, it is other than those things. our faithfulness, though often impacted by the other circumstances of our lives, is different from those circumstances. In many ways, our faithfulness is in our adherence to a standard outside of those circumstances in the midst of them. This standard of loving others--of living a cruciform life, of maintaining the core commitment to Christ in the midst of the "rest" of life--is the thing to keep in mind at each moment, in each day. It is why we meet on Sundays, why we continue to take the Eucharist, why we continue to gather for baptisms and remember our own in them. These serve as reminders to us. But not for our own sake. They serve as reminders that we might live for another. And yet they are also the real substance that pulls us up into the reality of God's salvation and redemption of the world.
So...finals. stress. sometimes it feels like i am going to break under all of it and i just want to give up, to lay down my education go get a job in southeast or, better yet, as a pool boy in Cabo. but I know that there is something to the breaking. it reminds me of what life is about, that life is not about me and my wishes or my comfort. it is about how i remain faithful to the call to love in the midst of heavy circumstances. because despite Jeff Carr's institution of "success week" at loma, garbage still happens. i still have to wrestle with difficult things and hard things and ugly things. i still have to be a youth pastor and a stand-in dad and a friend and a host of other things. So I am reminded that no matter how tired i am, i need to pray. I don't necessarily need to have a full day of lounging around, but i do need to pray. And beyond that, I am not my work. My research paper for Kevin probably sucked bad. I'm okay with that. I am more than the sum of my accomplishments and it is good yet hard to remember that in the midst of an ouput/production-oriented culture. So what if i do fail out. it would suck, but i can faithfully respond to that situation just as i can faithfully respond to success. neither is necessarily easier. So whatever situation comes, we can say with Paul that we are "content whatever the circumstances." (Phil. 4)
That said, I'm glad to have a break. I'm tired but I'm going to sleep tonight and that is a good thing. So peace, friend(s). the summer is upon us.
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