Secular Saints

Stories, Essays, Poems. A Fumbling Attempt At Theology.

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Location: Crested Butte, Colorado, United States

My stationary says I'm a treeehouse builder, teacher, church planter, pastor, gardener, poet, writer, runner, cross country skier, philosopher, husband, father. It's all true. It can be ehausting, as you can imagine. In October 2003 my family and I left a small town in South Dakota (I was pastoring a church) and returned to the Gunnison Valley, where we lived for a couple years in the mid-nineties. We came here to plant a church, a task for which we are completely unqualified. My wife and I recieved a NOT RECOMMENDED stamp from a rather extensive assessment conducted by our denomination. The folks in Crested Butte didn't care. Neither, it seems, did God. Well, that church has since run its life course. Now I do construction and teach a writing class at Western State University. I also recreate with my beautiful family, read, theologize and write short stories (some of them are at cautionarytale.com and iceflow.com; others are in a book called "Ravens and Other Stories" -- available from Amazon, etc., or publishamerica.com).

Thursday, March 02, 2006

Land of Ash

This is the introduction of a booklet I put together for my congregation to use throughout Lent. It contains prayers, Saint Foci, and songs. It’s not exhaustive. Its inadequacies are evident from a quick glance. Some is outdated and some of it just anticipates the future. Some landmarks are mislabeled. My directions will always point in the general direction, but sometimes you’ll have to do some investigating, and scramble around unmarked barriers. It is the very incomplete nature of this book that I think will add to its usefulness. Hopefully, you’ll find yourself saying, “There’s too much about . . .” or, “Why not say something about . . .?” or, better still, “I knew that.” As you travel Lent, becoming aware of how woefully inadequate my guide is, you’ll become more dependent on God and less dependent on your place in the kingdom of this world.

This bit, I hope, stands on its own:



The other day I saw a static sticker in a car window that said, Greed Girl. I guess I was supposed to be shocked by that defiant statement against our culture’s assumed values. Maybe it’s a sad reflection, but Greed Girl disappointed me for all the wrong reasons. She thought she was standing up to the system, flipping the bird to the man. We all know the mantra: greed bad, temperance good right? We hold generosity and charity dearly. Greed Girl stands opposed to all that is good in us.

But Greed Girl was just saying what we’re really all about. Instead of being counter-cultural, she’s camped out in the center of our most basic, unspoken values. Unless she’s being ironic – something I highly doubt -- she’s more a part of the system than she’d ever want to admit.

I think if I had to pick things to represent late 20th and early 21st century living, MTV would be near the top of my list. I know -- Music Television is an easy target when we’re lamenting the demise of Western civilization. MTV is about hedonism, sexism, and the degeneration of music mere image. Beyond that, by taking rock and roll from the rebel fringe and making it mainstream, MTV has effectively killed it. MTV has meant the death of cool.

Beneath the hype, behind the pretense, and between the silicone, MTV is about consumption – over-consumption, actually. A long time ago, back when they played music videos on that channel, they ran an ad campaign whose tag line was, “Too much is never enough.” In a lot of ways, that phrase is part of modernism’s out-wash into postmodernism. Get yours. Get more. You deserve it. And on and on.

We live in a world dominated by consumption -- more and more, and more and more, the primary metaphor through which we interact with each other and with the world is that of buyer-seller. I’ve written commentary on Social Security, and argued that the part of the short-sightedness of that debate is that we see ourselves as customers of governmental goods and services, not citizens of a democracy. But it's more that Social Security. Students think of themselves as customers of universities. Evangelists are purveyors of salvation. I even read once a proposal by a pastor who wanted to have a brochure of pastoral products he could provide to his congregation (from visits to baptisms to funerals) and prices. No longer a spiritual leader, he wants to be a purveyor of fine religious products and services.

It’s not going too far to say we Westerners worship the ancient god Mammon. Jesus mentioned Mammon, saying it’s impossible to worship it and God at once. Mammon isn’t simply money; Mammon is more insidious. And we don’t call it Mammon any more. Consumption its new name. Its temple is the nebulous “Market Forces”, which dictate our every move and crush the weak. To a world sacrificing at that altar, “too much is never enough” and to say otherwise is blasphemy. In our world, there’s no such thing as enough. A punk rock song said, “We choke on our fill/ we live in excess/ but we lie, die and kill/ in pursuit of happiness.” In the end, unchecked Consumption will consume us.

So that brings me to this strange season in the Church year called Lent. Lent is a gift from the early Church to the postmodern Church. It’s like finding a time capsule from your great grandparents from the old country, filled with treasures that you can still use, even in this age of wireless communication. In the face of Consumption, Lent says, “Enough really is enough.” Lent understands that just because we can, doesn’t mean we should. Lent reminds us that looking to ourselves or our systems for answers or reality or sustainability is a futile hunt. Far from a museum piece or an esoteric practice for “other kinds of Christians”, or a pleasant exercise for the holy huddle, Lent is an in-your-face-here-and-now prophetic voice against the kingdoms of this world and for the kingdom of God.

There is a radical disconnect between what the world tells us about living and what the God revealed by Jesus wishes for us. The world tells us to survive, to get ahead at any price. God in Jesus tells us that life comes through death, and love is the highest good.

Because it involves fasting and other disciplines, Lent is sometimes seen as mournful and drab. I’ve begun to think of Lent as a reminder of the true beauty of life in the image of God. In releasing certain pleasures, we tame them and bring them back into relationship with us.

Isaiah said, O Taste and see that YHWH is good! To encounter Jesus sets everything in its proper place. Our hearts are given words by Kahlil Gibran in his reflection on the woman taken in adultery in John 8. Having been released by Jesus, she says,

And after that all the tasteless fruit of life turned sweet
to my mouth, and the scentless blossoms breathed fragrance into
my nostrils. I became a woman without a tainted memory, and I
was free, and my head was no longer bowed down.

2 Comments:

Blogger Kevin Beck said...

Ian,
Nice post. Thanks for all you work at sening out the emails and coordinating the emergent cohort stuff. See you in Boulder.

Blessings,
Kevin

1:01 PM  
Blogger Mike Musselman said...

Ian,

Well said and timely. I find myself in just such a season, looking back on the ways the insatiable Mammon diety has has a destructive impact on my life, making me a workaholic through the prescious years of my boys' youth.

And I also see the ways our American culture, in paticular, bows to this God, setting life up in such a way that those who do not bow are isolated and marginalized. What I mean is that Mammon is about money, power, success, stuff. To get something done in this society, especially to have any kind of large impact, it seems necessary to ... yes, get some money, get some power, be seen as successful ("Nothing succeeds like success") and accumulate, in the process, a good deal of stuff (buildings, office equipment, computers, etc.). Thus, the proliferation of the uniquely American brand of church, which sees poeple primarily as consumers, and the Chruch as a supplier -- one of many in a fairly competitive market.

I like to stop by your blog and read your posts. You do not abbreviate your thoughts, to cater to the "instant" society. I suspect that you think about them and prepare them with great care, both to honor your Lord and to honor those who pass your way. You seem to have a great appreciation for rhe "inefficiency" of God, who delights in real conversations with his beloved daughters and sons, rather than peppering them with sound bytes, commericals and minute-long radio spots.

Keep writing, we're out here reading and listening.

11:11 AM  

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