Monday, September 29, 2008

The shack IV--HERE BE SPOILERS

Thinking about it some more, it is odd, as a student said to me today, that "one book could hit all those hands" of the different Christological heresies. So I'll back off that portion of my critique for now. I can come back to it and cite what I found for evidence of these things if anyone is interested. I'm not.

But here is the critique of organized religion. As I said in a previous post, the equation of organized religion with institutional Christianity is an assumption questionable for entirely different reasons, which I will leave aside for the moment. In literary theory, the 20th century Russian formalist critic Mikhail Bakhtin did significant work in examining the distinction between two different kinds of narrative speech. These usually apply to works of fiction, but not always. On the one hand, Bakhtin defines "reporting speech" as what the narrator says to tell the story. For example, Mack (protagonist in The shack) receives an odd letter in his mailbox, slips and falls on the driveway, borrows his friend's jeep, etc. etc. etc. What Bakhtin calls "reported speech," on the other hand, is the narrator telling us what x or y said to a or b, and what a or b responded, and so on. Often, both the "reporting speech" and the "reported speech" betray the point of view/interests of the narrator (express or implied) and/or author much more than that of the characters themselves.

How does this come to play in The shack? First of all, I criticized the book for having far too much dialogue or reported speech and, consequently, far too little action or reporting speech. Secondly, the implied narrator's viewpoint comes through quite clearly in the following couple of passages put into the mouth of Jesus. For those who are not paying attention, ascribing these words to Jesus may well grant them a particular kind of authority, since, well...it's Jesus. Consider the following:
"Put simply, these terrors are tools that men use to prop up their illusions of security and control. People are afraid of uncertainty, afraid of the future. These institutions, these structures and ideologies, are all a vain effort to create some sense of certainty and security where there isn't any. It's all fake! Systems cannot provide you security, only I can." (179-80)
This statement put into the mouth of Jesus reminds me a lot more of Freud and Marx than St. Francis or Marcarius the Egyptian! And it gets worse. Again from "Jesus:"
"Mack, the world system is what it is. Institutions, systems, ideologies and all the vain, futile efforts of humanity that go with them are everywhere, and interaction with all of them is unavoidable. But I've given you freedom to overcome any system of power in which you find yourself, be it religious, economic, social or political. You will grow in the freedom to be inside or outside all kinds of systems and to move freely between and among them. Together, you an I can be in it and not of it." (181)
But the clearest example of all of this comes a few pages earlier. In this last example, there is a bit of reporting speech that demonstrates how the implied narrator wants us to read Jesus' words in a certain way:
"Marriage is not an institution. It's a relationship." Jesus paused, his voice steady and patient. "Like I said, I don't create institutions; that's an assumption from those who want to play God. So me, I'm not too big on religion," Jesus said a little sarcastically, "and not very fond of politics or economics either." Jesus' visage darkened considerably. "And why should I be? They are the man-created trinity of terrors that ravages the earth and deceives those I care about. What mental turmoul and anxiety does any human face that is not related to one of these three?" (179, emphasis added)
And, now for the 50-kiloton bomb to be dropped on The shack. This last quote from "Jesus" is no better than the similar quote from the character "Leigh Teabing" in The DaVinci code! I do not own that horrid book either, filled with errors of historical fact as it is, and I was unable to find the quote to which I'm alluding in the movie version, but it essentially accuses Christianity of being the most murderous sect ever to arrive on the planet Earth, the cause of all manner of suffering and injustice, and Teabing wanted the lie on which Christianity was built--according to the plot of The DaVinci code--exposed so that the whole stinking edifice could be brought down onto itself. I have publicly illustrated my avoidance of The shack by reference to how long I avoided reading The DaVinci code, so it is interesting, and more than a little ironic, that I have boiled over in rage at The shack for essentially the same reasons as what generated that reaction in The DaVinci code--lies, innuendo, half-truth, rumor, sophistry, and cariacature of real historical Christianity for the author's own misguided ends. Cloaked in the veil of a well-written story--at least The DaVinci code had that in its favor; The shack does not--this seething attack on a straw figure "organized religion" is pathetic and trite. It is no better than Bertrand Russell in Why I am not a Christian. All of these people ought to know better and ought to be better abreast of the facts before they lash out in attack without really understanding the "enemy."

And this is not even to get to the racist undertones of the novel's presentation of God as a semi-inarticulate black woman (119) who is always cooking for everybody else. It bothers me tremendously that God is Aunt Jemima! Yet, later on p. 218, Aunt Jemima has become General Lee, or perhaps Colonel Sanders (complete with long white beard), for "This morning, you're going to need a Father" (219). This is the scene where God and Mack go off to see the remains of his little girl, which is what gets everything started at the beginning of the novel.

I could go on, but it's nearly 10:30 PM and I have to teach in the morning, so... Suffice it to say, that The shack, far from being the new Pilgrim's progress, should rather be assigned to a dark corner of a library somewhere, with a sign on the shelf like they used to put up in medieval monasteries: Hic sunt leones, "Here be monsters."

Saturday, September 27, 2008

The shack III--HERE BE SPOILERS

I don't have time to post a lengthy response to The shack. I may post such later when I get done with my work for today. But I can say briefly that it is something other than historic Christian theology. It is infected with just about all of the major Christological heresies from the first few centuries CE: Docetism, Apollinarianism, Nestorianism, Sabellianism, Monophysitism, Monothelitism, Gnosticism. The only one I didn't see what Arianism, which I suppose is a point in the novel's favor.

A point for later: the book attacks organized religion, which is equated with institutional Christianity, a separately questionable assumption. The attack is carried out from the standpoint of a Christian. The "about the author" blurb on the back cover brags that the author was raised by missionary parents "among a stone-age tribe." Incidentally, though he shares a name with the author, the implied narrator doesn't seem to have this in his background. So this is an attack upon Christianity from within Christianity, much like what one finds in Søren Kierkegaard (see esp. An attack upon Christendom). But at least Kierkegaard knew what he was doing.

And not only this, but from the standpoint of a writer it is filled with technical errors and general aesthetical unpleasantness. I can't imagine where front-cover blurbist Eugene Peterson--a writer of whose books I own at least six and respect very deeply--gets the idea that this book can be for this generation what The pilgrim's progress was for its time. To paraphrase the best line from the 1988 US Vice-Presidential debate (credit to former Sen. Lloyd Bentsen): "I knew John Bunyan. John Bunyan was a friend of mine. Author, you're no John Bunyan!"

Friday, September 26, 2008

The shack II

It's a fast read. I read about half the book in a little over three hours yesterday. I read a little bit over breakfast and dinner, but then sat down about 8:00 last night and read most of it. And I've gotten a few more pages in this morning. But now I'm at the computer blogposting (is that a verb?) and I have to write a couple of lectures today, so "fun stuff" has to wait.

Preliminary report: It is interesting, and I can see why it would capture the popular imagination, but (as expected) I have a few mild-to-serious issues with it. More to come, perhaps...but I don't want to prejudice one of my commenters who is reading it for a book club.

Thursday, September 25, 2008

The shack

I've been working on lectures all day today and my brain is mush. I prepared two lectures for Intro to Old Testament and one for Pentateuch. My goal this Reading and Research week has been to finish the lecture prep for the remainder of the semester, so that I can focus on other projects through October (mainly the Jeremiah commentary project).

I am about to turn off the computer for the evening (it's 7:32 PM, early shut-off for me), but I wanted to post about getting ready to read The shack, a novel that has gained some notoriety of late. I borrowed it from a friend and I am a few pages in already. It's interesting, seemingly having to do with theodicy and dark nights of the soul, in the former of which I'm interested as a scholar and the latter of which I myself experienced a few years back. When a book gets this much hype in the popular press, I generally try to avoid it on principle. It took me several years to read The DaVinci Code, for example, although I almost picked it up when it was first published and before all the hoopla started. I hadn't heard of The shack until this same friend asked me about it. He says he's interested to hear what I might have to say about it. To be honest, so am I.

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

What will heaven smell like?

I had a thought in the middle of the night, and although thoughts in the middle of the night usually are scary propositions, I stumbled out into the front room and found a piece of paper to scribble it on. I discovered, later, when I had resumed full consciousness (coffee helps) that I had written this new note over an old note that had been fulfilled and scratched out. But even though I could not read it, I still remembered the thought, perhaps simply because of having stumbled out of bed to write it down at 1:30 in the morning or whatever godawful time it was.

The thought is this: What will heaven smell like? Scripture and both Jewish and Christian extracanonical apocalyptic literature abound with descriptions of what the faithful who endure to the end will see, hear, taste, and touch on the other side of the cord--or whatever--but to my recollection there is not much at all in the way of what the faithful will smell when they get to heaven.

By contrast, there is plenty of description of what hell smells like: sulfur, brimstone, burnt things, rottenness, dankness, probably even waste material, decaying flesh...all sorts of wonderful things that you love reading about, especially right after breakfast. Near Manila as I am, my nose is filled will all manner of unsavory aromas, such that Han Solo's complaint to Princess Leia was the first thing on my mind when I stepped out of the airport into the city back in June. I've gotten used to diesel fumes, though my lungs are probably filled with soot by now, and you never quite get used to the odor of a public market with fresh fish (including the heads) mixed with chicken mixed with durian mixed with pork mixed with mangoes mixed with avocadoes mixed with rice mixed with various and sundry vegetables mixed with...well, you get the idea.

But, alas...I can recall nothing from apocalyptic literature on what heaven should smell like. There are descriptions of sights: angels, golden streets, heavenly host, visions of God, sometimes clouds. There are descriptions of things to touch: beautiful buildings, tapestries, again with the golden streets. There are descriptions of sounds: harps, pleasant conversation, unceasing worship of God. There are descriptions of tastes: sumptuous food (that seems never to make you fat), abundant drinks, fruits, vegetables--all the great stuff I might find at the public market, but without the scent. And that "without the scent" has a dual meaning, of course. On one level, the (generally) good food available at a public market often is masked over by the mixed aroma, and so in heaven you don't have the unpleasant smells to go with the food. But on the other level, there is no description of what anything would smell like. To conclude, this idiomatic question seems oddly appropriate:

Is this a cutting off of the nose to spite the face?

Monday, September 22, 2008

Reading and research week

This is reading and research week at Asia-Pacific Nazarene Theological Seminary. It is designed to give students time to work on semester projects without having to attend class in the meantime. When I was a student at Nazarene Theological Seminary in Kansas City, I never used the similar week for reading and research, but always for another "R & R." I suspect many of the students here are doing the same, which is fine. It's good to have a break sometimes, but now as a professor R & R week will actually be spent doing reading and research--preparing the last few lectures for this semester, getting started on next, and working on various writing projects. I have much to do, and none of it includes making posts to a blog. :-)

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 12

I confess. I've quit reading the Hebrew even before the end of the first semester like I promised in the last post. It just seemed pedantic, especially toward the end of the semester when less and less people are there right as class begins. I've even stopped being worried about duplicating a particular reading in class or trying to fit the Scripture chosen to the topic of the lecture that day. The former is a good thing, because I needn't worry about such simple things, but the latter is somewhat more serious because it may tend toward eisegesis or at least a rather contorted interpretation. But, in any event, here are the English-only biblical texts read in class this past week:

Intro to Old Testament:
9/16 Ezekiel 37:1-14
9/18 Micah 6:6-8

Pentateuch:
9/16 Numbers 6:22-27
9/18 Numbers 9:15-9:23

Friday, September 12, 2008

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 11

I've finally come to a decision. I am not going to continue the Hebrew readings in subsequent semesters. It's been interesting, and it has helped me gain a new appreciation for the language of the Bible, and it has generated in some students the desire to know more...but on the other hand it has created a good bit of stress and it is of dubious pedagogical value. The stress it has generated has mostly to do with my desire to avoid duplication of passages in either of the classes, but also with sometimes having forgotten to practice and learn one in time for a class meeting on Tuesday or Thursday. As for the dubious pedagogical value, it seems that this, like other attempts at innovation, catches the minds of some students while flying unreachably over the heads of others. The promise of a given innovation, in my mind, lies in the proportion of students who "get it" to those who either do not understand the practice or think that it is pedantic. If A=>B+C, then the practice should be continued. But, alas, in this case it is not. I will continue it through the end of this semsester (five weeks), but will stop afterward. Pedagogical value aside, it is also of dubious spiritual value as a devotional practice which, should, after all, be the main point of the exercise, especially seeing how I have titled most of the relevant blog posts as "Scriptures read for class devotions:"

Intro to Old Testament
9/9 Isaiah 40:1-8
9/11 Jeremiah 20:7-9

Pentateuch
9/9 Leviticus 18:1-4
9/11 Numbers 24:1-9

Sayang (too bad)

I took my last formal Tagalog lesson today. I am picking up the language well, but I simply do not have (or cannot find, or have not made) the time to study. I am pretty well a perfectionist, or I set high standards for myself at any rate, so I cannot do something half-heartedly. I want to be able to put my full effort into it or not do it at all. Throughout the ten weeks or so that I had these lessons on Friday mornings, I found I was sitting down late Thursday night cramming over my materials, which is simply insufficient. And even this past week when I was ill and canceled class, the extra week to prepare did not make me any better prepared. I still sat down late last night and crammed over my notes for a little bit. So my teacher gave me some good information about verbs and such, seeing as how it was the last session. I may try to pick it up again later, but for now I cannot. It simply isn't a priority, since the principle language is English within the compound anyway, and I can ply my friends for vocabulary and informal lessons. Sayang.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

No time

I see I'm heading toward another very lean month in terms of blog posts. Do not really have time to correct that right now, as small groups are about to begin. In any event, while posting to the blog is very important for communication back home, it's not really a priority now with the semester winding toward a close. I'll do better. I promise.

Thursday, September 4, 2008

Top ten bad Bible geek jokes

I don't know why I'm doing this, but I am sick today so I can chalk it up to delirium if anyone asks. ;-) I posted the first of these on a NT PhD student's Facebook wall, and it got me to thinking about others that could be made. Any non-specialist who gets these needs a thorough head exam:
  1. I don't like reading Wrede. He's too secretive.
  2. I heard when Robert Funk arrived at the pearly gates the angels did the marble thing to see if he got in.
  3. Know how Wellhausen first came up with JEDP? Alpha-Bits.
  4. No way David could beat Goliath. He had to be juicin'!
  5. Did Inigo Montoya get the idea from Ehud?
  6. I wonder what funny stories the Ammonites and the Moabites told about Israel's ancestry.
  7. If Bugs Bunny were an Israelite: "Shoulda taken that left turn at `Aradluquerque!"
  8. Matthew's a man, Mark's a lion, Luke's an ox, John's an eagle. Is Jeremiah a frog?
  9. If Bultmann got the whirlwind speech: "Demythologize this, pal!"
  10. C. H. Dodd never realized his eschatology was so influential.
Wow...those are really bad. I wonder if there's a competition somewhere for bad jokes...

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 10

It's hard to believe that I'm already on the down side of my first semester as a teacher. It's been an extremely fun couple of months, but also taxing and stretching in ways I could never have imagined. With this week's Scriptures, there is a gap because of having called off Pentateuch class today, but here are the rest of them. (I'm not sure if I'm going to continue this practice in the next and following semesters, or revamp my strategy/rules for it. Stay tuned.):

Intro to Old Testament
9/2 2 Kings 18:1-8
9/14 Deuteronomy 18:18-22

Pentateuch
9/2 Deuteronomy 28:1-6

Sick

Sick for the first time in the Philippines. Stuffy head, runny nose, body aches--the whole nine. Actually called off class this afternoon, something I wouldn't usually think to do. I'm relaxing now, drinking lots of fluids, and letting myself heal. It's a good thing this happened on a Thursday so I have the weekend to recuperate.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

Prepositions, pre-positions

Wow...I feel ashamed, kinda. I looked over the blog archive and saw: 30 posts in June, 35 posts in July...and 11 posts in August. I've allowed myself to get behind, in my class preparation, in my language lessons, in my blog...well, I'll try to do better in the future. I'm not about to say that I'm having a hard time keeping everything going. After all, I am still engaging in my dream employment, putting to work the degree I spent so long trying to achieve. And I'm serving the church to boot...you just can't get any better than that.

Chapel sermon by one of my faculty colleagues this morning really made me think. She said, in part, "So much of our theology as we speak it in English depends upon and revolves around our prepositions." I'm not sure if that's an accurate quote, but it's close enough. Her essential point is when we come to the Cross, when we are at the Cross, when we are near the Cross, we realize that Jesus was not just on the Cross, but that he came through the Cross to save us.
Jesus, keep me near the Cross,
there a precious fountain,
Free to all, a healing stream
flows from Calv'ry's mountain!

Near the Cross, a trembling soul,
love and mercy found me;
there the Bright and Morning Star
sheds its beams around me.

Near the Cross! O Lamb of God,
bring its scenes before me;
help me walk from day to day
with its shadows o'er me.

Near the Cross I'll watch and wait,
helping, trusting ever,
Till I reach the golden strand,
just beyond the river.

In the Cross, in the Cross,
be my glory ever,
till my raptured soul shall find
rest beyond the river.
--Fannie J. Crosby (1869)

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Update on the bank

It is truly a tragic story. Like I have said, I am very glad none of my coworkers were hurt in the bank robbery, but there is more. The robber was found dead later that day (or early the next day, I cannot remember which), having hung himself in a tree. I pray for him and his family. And I pray for my family of former coworkers. That's it.

"I have written what I have written!"

Text of devotional meditation at the meeting this past Wednesday night. The textual basis is John 19:1-37, which I did not read for consideration of time. A slightly expanded form of this material was once a Good Friday sermon preached in church:

In the history of history, writing has always played an important role. As an aspiring writer myself, it struck me how many references to writing we find in the Passion Narrative according to John. No less than nine times in John chapter 19, we read about something that was written, or about something that happened that fulfilled Scripture (which was written), or about the reason why something written had been written.

The first reference to writing comes in verse 7. The Jewish leaders insist to Pilate that in their law—their written law—that Jesus has committed a crime worthy of death. But the problem is that, in the situation of Roman domination, the Jewish authorities didn’t have the authority to put Jesus to death. Pilate decides eventually to give in to their request, thinking—quite naturally—that putting one innocent man to death would be far better than sparing him and inciting a revolt in the process.

The next four references to writing in the Gospel all have to do with the inscription that Pilate orders to be made and nailed to the top of Jesus’ cross. This was a usual practice in those days, but this inscription is unusual, because the criminal is unusual. Pilate has written here, “The King of the Jews.” Since the place where Jesus was crucified is near the city, lots of Jews get to read this, which is, after all, the point. So the Jewish leaders say that Pilate should write instead, “This man said he was the King of the Jews.” Pilate says that he has written what he has written.

Next come three notices, in verse 24, verse 28 and verse 37, that something happened in the course of Jesus’ time on the cross that fulfilled a specific prophecy in the Old Testament. In this way, the New Testament demonstrates that, the life and ministry of Jesus was both something very new and something very much in line with the promises of God throughout the history of God’s dealings with the people, or throughout the history of history. And God inspired the story of Jesus to be written in this way so that this continuity in the midst of innovation would be clear to those who are paying attention.

The final reference to writing comes in verse 35, and it is perhaps a bit more oblique than the others. The Gospel writer tells us that the one who testifies to these things—whose memory is preserved in this written document—is a reliable witness, and that his testimony can be trusted. The ends of the last three chapters of John’s Gospel have similar references, in fact, to certain things having been written about Jesus for a specific purpose. John 19:35 says that the one who saw these things is reliable, and that is why these things have been written. Because his testimony is true, you—the reader can read what has been written and come to believe. John 20:30-31 tell us that Jesus did lots of other things in the presence of the disciples, which are not written in this book. But the ones that are written are written for a specific purpose, that you—the reader—can come to believe that the Messiah, is Jesus, the Son of God, and that through believing you may come to have life in his name. And John 21:24-25 make the boldest statement of all. After another note that the one who testified to these things is reliable, the writer makes the startling suggestion that all the other things that Jesus did could have been written down, but that there wouldn’t be enough room in the entire world for the books that would have to be written.

So where does this leave us on a Wednesday night, far away from the spectacle of Good Friday? What do we read as we pass by the Cross? What has been written for us? Why was the story written in this way? In the history of history, writing has always played an important role. And this is no less true in the writings testifying to the life of Jesus, God’s ultimate move toward humanity to save us from the fate that we deserve through our sin. Through his death, Jesus won the victory over sin. Through his resurrection, Jesus won the victory over death. So why was it written this way? We might still ask God, why did your son have to die so that we might live? Why couldn’t it be, as Jesus himself prayed in the garden, that this cup could pass from him? Why couldn’t God have written something else?

The answer? “I have written what I have written!” AMEN.

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 9

Like last week, in one of the classes there was only one text read because of the midterm exam. I have also been a little more intentional this week in lining up the devotional text read with the topic of that day's discussion:

Intro to OT:
8/26 Joshua 24:14-17
8/28 1 Samuel 2:1-10

Pentateuch
8/26 Leviticus 26:3-13

Sunday, August 24, 2008

Life is short

Wow. Yesterday, I learned from my old supervisor that the bank where I used to work was robbed on Friday afternoon. I don't know any more details than what was on the news; because I'm no longer an insider, they cannot share those things with me anymore. Praise God, no one was injured, but they are understandably pretty shaken up.

I find it more than a little disturbing, because this is not the first time I left a bank just before it was robbed. When I was in Kansas City, I helped out at another branch that was short-handed for a couple of weeks, then literally the next week after I left it was robbed. Twice. I am not about to say that God was looking out for me or something and got me out of the way of trouble, because such is an alarming theology. Jesus said, "as for those eighteen who died when the Tower of Siloam fell on them, do you think they were more guilty than all the others living in Jerusalem" (Luke 13:5). I simply refuse to say that my friends and former coworkers who were there had it coming or something silly like that; but that is indeed the inescapable implication when someone says that God delivered him/her from some sort of tragedy or momentous experience that others had to go through. If memory serves, I preached on this text the first sermon I delivered after September 11. I spoke publicly on it at any rate, whether it was a sermon or a Sunday school lesson or whatever it was, because I think it was decidedly appropriate for that connection.

Turns out that later that day the man who committed the robbery killed himself. A resident found him hanging from a tree in the backyard, which is in itself a rather creepy thing to have happen. We can only wonder what desperation led him to go in and threaten he had a bomb, which turned out not to be the case (the thing he brought in with him, and later left in the bank, was harmless, though they did properly check it out). And then we can only further wonder why he then committed suicide. It is a dangerous world, and life is short. I am thankful that I did not have to experience this, sure, and I sympathize with my former coworkers, sure, and I pray for the family of that man, sure...but at the end of the day (and this is the end of the day), I do not know what to think about this. Theodicy is one of the most important and yet most disturbing theological concepts...more on this later.

Friday, August 22, 2008

There's always room for one more

This is the text of the sermon I delivered in chapel Thursday, August 21. Purihin ang Diyos, it was received well:

Riding back to the seminary from the airport, I was given a brief cultural introduction to the Philippines by Kuya Ed Viado, Kuya Eric Zane and his wife Ate Linda. Honestly, I do not remember much of what they said—I had just gotten finished with a twenty-four-hour-long plane ride that took me from Boise, ID, to Seattle, WA, and from there to Taipei, Taiwan, and from there to Manila. But one thing I do remember is that Kuya Eric said to me, “In the Philippines, there is always room for one more.”


In the States, we highly value personal space and the definition of a group over against the outsiders, those that do not belong. Some groups are more inclusive than others, while yet others pride themselves on exactly how exclusive they can be. But it is not so in the Philippines. There is always room for one more. Empty space is begging to be filled up. Nature abhors a vacuum. If you can fit it in there, even if it’s by the nose of a jeepney or the wheel of a tricycle, then you can do it, and in fact, you must do it.


But what of the ones who are excluded? In my culture, we do not have much concern for them, for precisely because they are not part of the group with which we identify and whose identity and integrity we have sworn ourselves to maintain, they do not matter for us. As for those who do not fit in, it is as if they do not exist. I remember my own experiences of being excluded, shut out from the in crowd, and ignored. I remember how it felt. And I did not like it.


In the final scene of the 1984 movie Revenge of the Nerds, one of the principal characters has just complained of a great injustice done to him and his fraternity brothers in college, forced to band together because they had been excluded by the rest of the community due to their status as intellectually gifted but socially inept young people. After winning the crowd to his cause, he holds an altar call of sorts, calling all others who have ever felt stepped on, left out, picked on, put down—ostracized because of their status. It’s a silly movie, but in many ways it is an accurate depiction of how the excluded are treated, no matter what the community of which they long to be a part. I remember how I felt wanting to be a part of the in crowd, or at least not to be ridiculed by the in crowd. Sometimes the only attention the in crowd paid to me was when they circled their desks around mine and hurled insults at me, one after the other, until I cried. I remember how it felt. And I did not like it.


For sometimes those who are excluded begin to think that they are unworthy, that there will never be a place for them. Over the past dozen years or so, this feeling has erupted from time to time in the US in deadly ways, with the stepped on, left out, picked on, put down resorting to violence to right the wrongs they perceive in the way they were treated. But more often than not people in this situation react like I did, turning toward themselves and withdrawing into despair and hopelessness. I wonder if some of you are like that? In a seminary, we are taught all sorts of things, how to exegete Scripture and how to think theologically and how to understand missions and how to prepare sermons and how to engage in sound educational practice and the lessons we can be taught by the history of the church and how to properly manage resources and how to plan strategically…but sometimes what gets missed is the most important part. For we never seem to hear how to negotiate how to engage forming and leading an inclusive community of believers when we ourselves know nothing but being excluded. Oh, we get good, don’t we, at hiding our true emotions, our feeling of inferiority, the sometimes crushing sense that there will never be a place for us at the table. But we remember, don’t we, how we felt wanting to be accepted, wanting to be loved, wanting not to be ridiculed, wanting not to be shut out. We remember how it felt. And we did not like it.


Isaiah 56:1-8

(1) Thus says Yahweh:

Maintain justice and perform righteousness,

for my salvation will come near,

and my vindication will approach.

(2) Blessed is the person who does this,

the human being who holds fast to it,

who keeps my Sabbath and does not profane it,

who keeps away from works of evil.

(3) Let not the foreigner say,

(the one who has bound himself to Yahweh),

“Yahweh will irrevocably cut me off from his people!”

And let not the eunuch say,

“I am only a shriveled up tree!”

(4) For thus says Yahweh:

The eunuchs who keep my Sabbath,

who choose what pleases me,

and who hold fast to my convenant,

(5) to them I will give within my house and a memorial and a name,

which is better than sons and daughters.

An everlasting name will I give them,

which will never be cut off.

(6) And the foreigners who join to Yahweh,

to minister to and love the name of Yahweh,

and to be his servants,

all who keep the Sabbath and do not profane it,

who hold fast to my covenant—

(7) I will bring them to my holy mountain,

and I will make them joyful in my house of prayer.

Their burnt offerings and their sacrifices

will be accepted on my altar.

For my house shall be called a house of prayer for all nations!

(8) Thus says Lord Yahweh,

who gathers the dispersed of Israel:

I will gather others,

in addition to those already gathered.


This prophet, commonly referred to as third Isaiah, is writing at a time when the exile is over, and the people—such as they are—have come back to the land—such as it is—and found it a desolate place, and many of them are probably even seeing it for the first time. Yet they have their traditions and their memories, their texts and their meditations, to tell them what it was like way back when, when the people had first been ushered out of the land of Egypt, out from the house of slavery, and into a good and broad land, a land flowing with milk and honey. But now, the milk has gone sour and the honey has become wax. Now, the good and broad land is bad and broken down.


Something had gone terribly wrong to get them into this situation. And so now they were being given a new opportunity, a chance to reconstitute their life together of faithfulness to Yahweh, of trust in his covenant, of adherence to his statutes and ordinances. In the post-exilic period, this is precisely where the decision had to be taken as to how the new community, coming out of exile, was to be constituted. For, you see, the profound experience of exile, loss of land and temple—and sometimes life—was not just for a punitive purpose but it also served a purgative purpose. That is, it represented not only judgment on previous sin but also cleansing so that a new life of faithfulness to God and faithfulness to the covenant could be lived out. Sounds simple, right? Well, it might sound simple, but it really was not a simple matter at all, and this is one of the many places where the Bible shows itself to be a living document, reflective of real, live, real-life debates as to what exactly it meant to live a life faithful to God. The Bible gives us a wonderful glimpse into the disagreements, disputes, and discontinuities that were alive in the post-exilic community, and these things can only be reconciled at great peril, at the expense of sacrificing credibility and diving headlong into credulity.


One side of one of these disagreements can be found here in our text, set over against the vision of the new temple in Ezekiel, as well as the condemnation of so-called “mixed” marriages in Ezra and Nehemiah among others. It is perhaps reasonable to assume that third Isaiah and the Ezekiel/Ezra/Nehemiah complexes of tradition represented the views of various parties in the discussions going on in post-exilic Judaism. What is important to note is that both of these groups were interested in faithfulness to Yahweh, in keeping his covenant, in maintaining justice and performing righteousness, as verse 1 of our text commands. But exactly how that was to be worked out was what was at issue, and we as the inheritors of this biblical tradition are much the richer that the editors of the Bible did not smooth out the wrinkles and the fractures that warp the text and threaten, so it seems, to tear it apart.


The specific issue at play, it seems, in the discussion is the place of the previously excluded in the community of the faithful, chosen people. The word here for “foreigners” is neker, which has a much more negative connotation than the word ger, ‘resident alien.’ The latter were allowed to participate in such important things as the Passover meal (Exodus 12:48), but the former were not (12:43).


One option was to hold the belief that allowing nekarim into the sanctuary was one of the things that defiled it so much that Yahweh’s anger burned hot against the city and the country, and so that was why, among other things, that they found themselves in the situation of exile. So elimination of foreigners from the temple and the land would be the best way to reconstitute the life of faithful Israel in the land of promise, the land which should be flowing with milk and honey but was presently fouled by sour milk and clogged by wax. So there were laws established that everyone should divorce their foreign wives and husbands, that the purity of the land and the community is to be reestablished, so that Yahweh’s anger will be stilled and he will not come again at his people and allow them to be overrun by a filthy, uncircumcised people as they had allowed themselves so to be in the past.


Third Isaiah, however, takes another option. He (or she) suggests that the new community should be more inclusive, not less. The theological theme introduced here is, admittedly, a rather radical innovation when you consider it alongside the many texts excluding non-Israelites from the service of Yahweh and from a position among the blessed community. But at the same time, there are hints of an inclusivity, something approaching universalism (but without some of the theological load that that particular word carries in our understanding), at various points in the story. In any event, the perspective of third Isaiah is that foreigners, nekarim, should indeed be admitted to the land and the service of Yahweh. The thought behind this is perhaps that the exclusion, the mistreatment, of those people, the stepped on, left out, picked on, put down is what caused the souring of the milk and the congealing of the honey.


But third Isaiah is not willing to let just anyone in, but he (or she) is establishing what might be called a “path to citizenship.” Third Isaiah says that those foreigners who have joined themselves to Yahweh, who minister in his service and who love his name, are not to say that Yahweh will surely cut them off from his people. These new membership requirements have nothing to do with the present status of these people as foreigners, those not born of Israelite or Judean parentage (which was a somewhat difficult matter to prove in those days anyway).

But the radical, expansive vision of the community that third Isaiah supports does not end there. This prophet also includes eunuchs in the reconstituted people of God. There is a great opportunity here to include more people who have previously been cut off—an unfortunate term when we’re discussing eunuchs, but we’ll use it anyway—in the blessed life that is offered to those who are faithful to Yahweh. Third Isaiah says that the eunuch should not say, “I am only a shriveled up tree,” not able to fulfill the command of God at the creation of humanity to be fruitful and multiply, to fill the earth and subdue it. Eunuchs had, by becoming eunuchs, rendered themselves fit for service in the imperial court and, therefore, unfit for the service of Yahweh.


The same words used of the foreigners—keep the Sabbath and do not defile it, hold fast to my covenant—are used of the eunuchs who are now, in this expansionistic vision, allowed to join in the community of the faithful. Salvation comes from the community, and those who would join in the community are subject to the demands laid on the community. It does not have anything to do with their past condition of having made themselves fit for service in the imperial court. If they are willing in the present to keep Yahweh’s covenant, to keep the Sabbath and not defile it, then the door is open for them.


So what about the excluded, the stepped on, left out, picked on, put down? It is a usual response to turn inward and refuse to expose oneself to further hurt at the mistreatment afforded by others. It is another usual response to erupt in violence, to seek revenge on those who have wronged one in the past. But the vision of third Isaiah is that the community of the faithful should be more expansive, more universalistic, more open than it was under the old way of doing the covenant. I am thankful that the Bible contains these competing visions, and allows the tension between them to remain unresolved, for that leaves the decision up to us.


When we are in the position of deciding who is to be included and who is to be excluded from the in group, whether that in group is the socially involved people in a high school or a college (or a seminary!) or a nation, or a church, then we have to decide. Will we follow the vision of Ezekiel/Ezra/Nehemiah, judging people based on their present and their past, based on their status as foreigners or those who have crossed a rather arbitrary boundary? The foreigners belong to another kingdom and the eunuchs have made themselves fit for another kingdom, but they desire to join up with us now. Or will we follow the vision of third Isaiah, and of Ruth, and of the saving of Rahab in the battle of Jericho, and allow in all those who, in spite of their present or their past, have committed themselves to following God’s commands just as we do, to keep his Sabbaths and not defile them, to take pleasure in that in which he takes pleasure, to minister and serve in his temple, to love his name?


And what about when we are the excluded, the stepped on, left out, picked on, put down? Whether your experience is like mine, sitting in the middle of an hour-long, multidirectional volley of insults, or whether your experience is different than mine, excluded based on something you are or the decisions you have made, there is a decision for me and for you and for all of us to take. The vision of the faithful community that is offered by third Isaiah is an expansive one, wherein those previously excluded, whether on the basis of their present or their past, need not either retreat within themselves or lash out in a vain attempt at revenge. There is nothing wrong with you! You are not excluded! If you would but commit yourself to remain faithful to what God requires, then that is the only mark of citizenship in God’s community.


Sometimes in a seminary, we allow ourselves to put on a mask of having everything put together, of being free from the pain and exclusion and hurt of the past, of being immune to poor treatment by our coworkers, our classmates, our family. Oh, we get good, don’t we, at hiding our true emotions, our feeling of inferiority, the sometimes crushing sense that there will never be a place for us at the table. But we remember, don’t we, how we felt wanting to be accepted, wanting to be loved, wanting not to be ridiculed, wanting not to be shut out. We remember how it felt. And we did not like it. But the vision of third Isaiah, which invites us in to an ever-expanding vision of God, shows us that our present and our past, while they are important in defining who we are, need not be any sort of barrier into a helpful and hopeful future. If you have ever felt stepped on, left out, picked on, put down—ostracized because of your status—then the beauty of this vision, the beauty of the Gospel, is that you, even you, can “let the Son of God enfold you, with his Spirit and his love, let him fill your heart and satisfy your soul. Oh let him have the things that hold you, and his Spirit like a dove, will descend upon your life and make you whole…Oh come and sing this song with gladness, as your hearts are filled with joy—lift your hands in sweet surrender to his name. Oh give him all your tears and sadness, give him all your years of pain, and you'll enter into life in Jesus' name.”


At the foot of the Cross, there is always room for one more. Amen.


(Benediction) At the foot of the Cross, there is always room for one more. Give him all your years of sadness, give him all your years of pain, and even if you have been excluded because of your present and your past, you may even now enter into life. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 8

I was a little lazy this week, doubling up the readings on Tuesday. I also skipped Thursday in the Intro class, since there was a midterm and I wanted to maximize the available time for the students to complete the test. Similarly, Pentateuch class has a midterm next Thursday so there will be one fewer then as well:

Intro to OT:
8/19 Deuteronomy 6:1-9

Pentateuch:
8/19 Deuteronomy 6:1-9
8/21 Leviticus 19:1-4

I haven't been nearly as systematic or intentional about this as I should have. Perhaps in subsequent semesters I can do better. After all, this was a last-minute inspiration, as I have already said.

Monday, August 18, 2008

The tyranny of language

One of the things drilled into me as a graduate student (both on the master's and doctoral levels) was the power, the terrible power, of language. Sometimes without even realizing it, we can say things that exclude others or make them feel less valuable or valued--and I'm sure there is a philosophical distinction between those similarly spelled words. In my present context, this shows up rather frequently in the American idioms that pepper my speech. (And even "pepper my speech" is an American idiom!) With many of these, I just take their meaning for granted (what the late Pierre Bourdieu would call doxa). But I have learned, and am indeed still learning, to see the nonverbal clues on my students' faces that indicate bewilderment. When I see The Look, I usually catch myself and go back and define what I just said. ;-)

Another way this came up in the last few days is a discussion with the Master of Science in Theology (MST) student to whom I've been assigned as adviser. By the way, Master of Science in Theology is a very Thomistic-sounding degree, perhaps to be expected in a country whose dominant theological and educational ethos is Roman Catholic. But I digress. In reading over the student's sketch of his first chapter, I said that he needed to italicize something, "because it's a word in a foreign language." I was thinking about that particular phrase this morning, and I realized how another American cultural assumption came into play by how I said that. To wit: saying that a non-English word was "foreign" implies, quite simply, that all non-English words are foreign. Even though they are so to me, as English is my heart-language, nevertheless it highlighted for me a cultural-linguistic bias in my own mind which I had previously taken for granted. But now I am in an Asian context. More properly, I am in a multicultural, English-as-a-second-language (ESL) context, so American assumptions about the priority of English as a language need to be called into question.

Unfortunately, the more precise statement is also the more cumbersome. Rather than saying, "All foreign (i.e., non-English) words written with English characters should be italicized or underlined," it should be "All words from languages other than the primary language of the document, and written with the characters of that primary language, should be italicized, underlined, or similarly identified as different from the remainder of the text." That is an awfully complex statement, but it is accurate. The seminary catalog does say that all non-English words should be italicized or underlined, but this does not betray the same cultural-linguistic bias becuase the rule is built on the assumption of English being the language of all instruction, discussion, and writing at the seminary. Whether that assumption reflects a bias is another matter that I will not explore, except to say that it is a matter of practicality to enforce a common language in multicultural environment. English was chosen as the language of official seminary business because it is one of the official languages of the Philippines and also many Filipinos can speak it, whereas they sometimes have difficulty communicating even amongst themselves in the multivariate languages spoken in the archipelago.

So I will continue to say that non-English words need to be italicized when it comes to written documents at the seminary, but forever after I will remember that even talking about the differences between languages can lead to favoring one language over another. Oh, that the Tower of Babel had never been built and that God had not confused our languages...

Friday, August 15, 2008

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 7

This week's Scriptures represent, I think, a turning of the corner in the practice/discipline I'm developing. For I decided at the last minute before Thursday's Pentateuch meeting to read the Hebrew of the Ten Commandments in Exodus. I was able to read more quickly than I have in the past, with the exception of passages with which I was already familiar for aloud reading. I had never read the Ten Commandments in Hebrew out loud until that time, and the ease with which it flowed convinces me that, by the grace of God, my skill is improving. As for the English translations, those are aided somewhat by the arrival of my parallel-column Hebrew/English Jewish Publication Society Tanakh. ;-) I don't feel as bad about cheating with the English.

Intro to Old Testament:
8/12 Deuteronomy 26:1-11
8/14 Psalm 117

Pentateuch
8/12 Exodus 15:1-18
8/14 Exodus 20:1-17

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

The big box II

Everything arrived safe and sound in the big box. There is some cosmetic damage to a few of the books, but nothing a good squish job in between a couple of heavy ones can't fix. Public shout-out to my brother, who expertly handled the loading of the stuff with the moving company. It's always a little uncomfortable to turn your valuables over to the control of another person. In my case, I did this twice, once to my brother and once to the moving company. And then to the truck driver and then to the ship crew and then to the receiving company here in the Philippines, and on and on. Even when the person handling things for you is a trusted member of your family, it's a cause for more than a bit of uneasiness and more than a few sleepless (or less sleepful, or something) nights.

I've actually spent quite a bit of time and money acquiring those things, a fact which, admittedly, causes me to stop short when I think of the poverty and general condition of human misery that I see here on a daily basis. I say here that I have only the appearance of being rich (I was taught this afternoon how to say that in Tagalog but I've forgotten), but at the same time the culture in which I was raised carries a strong element of the need to acquire things as a part of acquiring status and respect. I know I didn't say that properly, because I am still trying to process the differences between the society in which I live as a ger (Hebrew; 'resident alien, foreigner') and the society to which I am accustomed. It is a difficult transition, but I am slowly, ever so slowly making the leap. More to come...

Driving and the big box

Just came off my first experience driving in the Philippines. Actually, it was my first experience driving outside of North America. I've driven in Canada some (and of course extensively in the States), but nowhere else. I had lunch with the field strategy coordinator and his wife, and he handed me the keys to drive back to campus. It wasn't a long trip, and there wasn't much traffic this time, but it was good. When I got to Tikling Junction (=asphalt death trap), I just got into the left lane and followed a large flatbed truck through the intersection. We figured, correctly, that no one would challenge the truck for position. If I just hugged its bumper, then I would come through Tikling with no problem. And that is how it was.

Oh, and the other big news is that the big box is on its way across Manila right now (we think). It is supposed to be delivered sometime this afternoon, estimated around 4:00 PM (90 minutes from right now). This has the majority of my library plus a few household items that will make me feel more at home here. I am hesitant to see what it actually looks like, and a little worried about it. But God has controlled everything else, so why should I suspect that this would not work out as well?

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Scriptures read for class devotions: Week 6

This was a hard week. I didn't have anything prepared as of this morning for either of my classes, so I pulled out a softball for Intro (one that I had already used for Pentateuch). As far as Pentateuch goes, I was thinking about the "my ancestor was a wandering Aramaean" bit from Deut 26, but I couldn't get it together in time. I had a difficult time selecting the passages, and I even looked at some of the Daily Office readings. These were singularly unhelpful, since the "Old Testament" reading for today was from the Apocrypha. While the book of Judith is wonderful, I'm too much of a Protestant to use that stuff. And I don't have it in Hebrew anyway, which is part of the reason why it wasn't in the OT canon to begin with.

Intro to OT:
8/5 Jeremiah 31:31-34
8/7 Genesis 2:1-4a

Pentateuch:
8/5 Genesis 32:23-32 [Eng. 22-31]
8/7 Genesis 2:18-25

The idea to use the story of the creation of the woman from the side of the man was a kind of deus ex machina for me, seeing as how I had just about given up on not using something twice in the same class. I was tempted to go back to the priestly blessing in Numbers 6, since that's a really great text. But Genesis 2 leapt out at me (and plus I already know that one well in Hebrew).

Thursday, July 31, 2008

Scriptures read for class devotions: week 5

It's getting harder to prepare the Hebrew readings for each class session, rather than easier as I thought it might as I gained more experience in this practice. But I will not give it up; rather, I may take time in the next couple of days to plan out what I'll use the remainder of the semester in each class, since I didn't even select my passages until late last evening. I was still practicing the Pentateuch reading just before lunch, with class meeting at 1:30 PM and, as you'll see, I cheated again somewhat and doubled up one of the readings. However, it's only partially cheating, because I have been working through in Intro to OT some of the call stories. I've done Joshua, Jeremiah, Isaiah, and now Moses. Perhaps I'll find some others since, again, I can choose anything in the canon. This is not to mention that I'm a bit leery about sticking too closely to the Psalms because, even though these are wonderful material for what I'm doing, I don't want to get too much reading out of one book or even one block of literature in that class.

Intro to OT:
7/29 Isaiah 6:1-8
7/31 Exodus 3:1-15

Pentateuch
7/29 Exodus 3:1-15
7/31 Genesis 45:1-11

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Course offerings update

I've been asked by the president of the seminary to teach Doctrine of Holiness in Semester II, and to compensate Biblical Hebrew is being put off until Sem II 09-10, by which time there may be a theologian in place at least in an adjunct relationship. I'm bummed about not teaching Hebrew, because that's where my passion lies, particularly because it's language. But Doctrine of Holiness is a keystone of the curriculum in a holiness seminary, so I am willing to take on the challenge. It's also upsetting that Hebrew is being put off because a couple of students have expressed interest in Hebrew, mainly because of my practice of reading from the Hebrew Bible in class devotions. But I can possibly fold Hebrew instruction into the Historical Books class if anyone expresses any interest. We'll see. And I'm also not entirely opposed to overloading, though that is probably an option of last resort, especially in view of each course being a new preparation for me still, and Doctrein of Holiness is an out-of-the-field new prep on top of it.

It will be a challenge, because even though I am convinced of the correctness of holiness doctrine, I am not a trained theologian so I am being called on to stretch myself in ways not previously imagined. I think this is a good thing for me, not least because it looks pretty on the CV when I go back into the hopper for other jobs. And it is certainly also a good thing for the school, because this is a required course, and many students may not have had opportunity to take it yet. So we'll see. Basically, I need to start preparation now...

Monday, July 28, 2008

What do you really want out of life?

This is the devotional meditation I delivered to employees of the Asia-Pacific Resource Center. I had thought simply about delivering my testimony again as I had done for the student prayer meeting. But some people in attendance today had read that on the blog, and moreover at least one person was present at both occasions, so it wasn't any good to do that. Besides, this was a better meditation for this context in that it was written with this group in mind, and it actually generated a good bit of healthy discussion afterward. The textual basis was formed by the two OT options and the Gospel lection for Pentecost 12, which was yesterday. A note on the format: a saint of God named Reuben Welch, long-time chaplain at Pasadena College/Point Loma Nazarene College/University (all different incarnations of the same place) wrote his books and his sermon manuscripts without regard for margins. I use this form in order to remind myself where I want to emphasize something in the manuscript, as well as for blocking:


“What do you really want out of life?”

Gen 29:15-28; 1 Kgs 3:5-12; Matt 13:31-33, 44-52

Pentecost12(A), July 28, 2008

Devotional for APRC


At least in the US, my generation, those born between 1965-1982, are known as “Generation X.” In American usage, the letter

X

is used to indicate

mystery,

strangeness,

secrecy,

and forbiddenness.


On a treasure map, X marks the spot where the buried treasure is supposed to lie.

Illiterate persons are asked to make the mark of an X to indicate they are present.

When identities are concealed, people are referred to with the name “X.”

And “X” or “XXX” is the rating of the movies in the back room at the video store.


When

X is

applied to a

generation of people, it

means that these people are

the problem children, the ones that

seem to have no direction and who

always seem to have problems with the authorities.

The music that was popular for my generation reflects this:

We’re not gonna take it! Parents just don’t understand!

We are the youth gone wild! There’s no hope!

In life, you can only depend on yourself!

This life is all that there is.

I will be happy one day,

and can expect to die

on the day before.

There was nothing

to plug

into.


And

then, even

the churches were

largely irrelevant to the

needs of youth like me when

I was growing up. I was a little

different because I had always grown

up in church, but I could never get my friends

to come with me because they didn’t see how God

and religion and all that stuff could have any relevance

or meaning for their lives. They were plugged only into the

moment, only into instant gratification, only into what could be had

now. This way of living not only made it into daily relations with people

but also into the economy. Everyone had to have the latest gadget, the best

stuff, the hottest fashions, the most sophisticated electronics. For it was during my

teenage years that the first personal portable stereos were invented, giving people a way

to live their own lives and enjoy their own music in isolation from everyone else. If those

years could be summed up in a word, that word would be isolation. They wanted what

they wanted and mostly what they wanted was to be left alone. They had no sense

of being connected to their neighbors, except in the brief flashes of time when

they recognized that other people were going through a similar kind of

struggle, though even then they believed that not even their friends

could really understand what they were going through. The

teenagers of generation X were the problem children,

the ones society wanted to forget. And so they,

for the most part, forgot society as well.

And especially they forgot God.

They didn’t want to take the

time to learn what it meant

to lose themselves to find

something greater than

themselves, for that

is all they ever

had out

of life.


In

contrast

to this way

of living, the Bible

has a lot to say about

plugging into a vision of

life that is greater than the individual,

greater than the isolated self so beloved by

my generation of anxiety-ridden, isolation-craving,

pleasure-seeking, misunderstood by parents, teachers, authorities,

society and God teenagers and young adults. When King Solomon asked

for wisdom in 1 Kings 3, God approved of it precisely because he didn’t ask for long

life or power or anything for himself, precisely because he was not focused only on his

own ambitions for power. And Genesis 29 tells us the story of how Jacob worked

fourteen years to get what he wanted, and how the swindler was swindled.

Even though he ultimately treated Leah poorly in contrast to how he

treated Rachel, the point is still that he allowed himself to be

expended for what he really wanted in life. And the five

parables of the kingdom of heaven in Matthew 13

also indicate something of the virtue of

spending your life in the service of

a goal that is greater than you

yourself could ever imagine

it to be. Think of it! If

Generation X were

only looking out

for themselves,

because

that

is what

they were

taught to do from

the very beginning of

their lives—because they were

a mystery to the rest of the society,

and to their parents who just didn’t understand,

then what a great opportunity to show the contrasting

picture of life that is presented in the Gospel! Because, you see

now Generation X, once the forgotten misunderstood youth gone wild,

are now the driving force, the leaders of society. And if we could show them

how wonderful, how precious it is to come out of a focus on one’s own concerns and

plug into something that is greater, what a difference we could make in our world!

Understanding the world view of cultures and generations is part of what we do

in making the Gospel of Jesus Christ relevant to a broken and dying world.

The churches failed Generation X when we were children because they

only met the needs of the older generations and those who were

already in the fold, like me. I couldn’t convince my friends

to come to church because the churches were

keepers of the aquarium rather than

fishers of people. They didn’t meet

them where they were. But

now we have recognized

that to reach them

we have to

know

them.


For when we know them and understand their concerns and realize how they think and why they think that way and what they want and how they understand and the contrast between the way they live their lives and what the Gospel requires of them and of us too then, and only then, will we be able to break through the shell of isolation and protection, the cocoon that they have built around themselves.


If we can show them that their concerns are addressed in the Gospel too, then we can bring them along in the journey with us, and along the way we can apologize to them for not getting this earlier, for not meeting their needs before they went off in search of fulfillment in the things that do not satisfy.


If we show them that asking for wisdom rather than long life, working for what really satisfies rather than that which people and society try to foist upon us, that working the yeast throughout the whole lump of dough, that allowing the smallest of the seeds to become the largest of the shrubs, that selling everything to have that which cannot be bought for any price, are the things that really matter, then their lives will be changed, because they will no longer seek the things that only satisfy for a moment, and once that moment is gone then go on to seek other things.


And if they are changed, then they will change the world. For the final point of description for Generation X that I have not yet mentioned is their power to

motivate together to change things that they believe need to be changed.

Once the power of the unchained youth, the problem child, the teen

spirit is unleashed, then they will not take it anymore, they will

not take even the isolationist situation they have created for

themselves, but they will long to change it, even as they

longed to change the structures of their parents’

society that denied them the freedom to

live in the way that they wanted to

live. There is great power in

this generation, and when

we show them how

to use it, great

things will

happen.


Amen.