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).

Tuesday, May 03, 2011

Fundamentals: The story of Heaven, Part II

A few years ago I went to a gathering of ministers in Denver.  I didn’t pay the price of admission, and cobbed rooms from a couple of friends.  One friend was the Reverend Doctor Michael Van Horn.  As I was drifting off on the floor, wrapped in an extra blanket, I asked the Rev. what the word spirit signified to him.  He said something like, “Spirit means orientation, toward God or away from God.  That’s your spirit.”
That’s probably the best definition of spirit I’ve heard: orientation.  Not an extra substance, not something separate from our existence as flesh and blood men and women, but where our focus is.  It’s not necessarily a comforting idea, but it seems consistent with both scripture/tradition and with experience.
In the Book of Genesis, God breathes into the nostrils of the clay-man Adam.  The clay man becomes a living thing.  Some people say that’s what sets us apart from animals: the breath of Gods in our lungsÅ.  Christians might say that this is the origin of the soul, the eternal part of the human person.  The breath of God stuck in Adam’s lungs and became our eternal bit.  I think a rabbinical story based on that might say that in each person that breath is constantly longing to return to the creator.  Or perhaps it’s the breath of God that animates our thoughts and desires.  Or maybe it’s the spark of life that then allows our bodies to emanate spirit.
Then, of course, there’s the whole issue of eternal life.  Jesus talked about it, to be sure.  St. John’s gospel is replete with references to eternal life and how to get it.  Immediately we jump from that phrase to our own ideas of something called heaven, a place of . . . well, no one is sure, but there is a lot of talk about knowing things of which we are currently ignorant, getting to do what we love, be it bowling, hunting, having sex, or eating.  And sure, there are definitely some references in the rest of scripture that speak of something beautiful and unimaginable in the future.  But the story of heaven that gets passed around the majority of Christianity sounds more like a Buddhist grasping at detachment than a Jesus story of eternal life.
When John’s version of Jesus talks about eternal life, the other gospels refer to the kingdom of God or the kingdom of heavena.  Kingdom of God is usually followed by a story, a parable about what the realm/reign/reality is like.   Interestingly, this reign or commonwealth or kingdom doesn’t have even the slightest whiff of our common conception of “heaven”.  There is not one word concerning, “after you die”.  Instead, it seems like a turning-on-its-head of the world-as-we-know-it.  Justice is done, the hungry are filled, and the rich go away empty.  Reading the parables Jesus tells of this kingdom, one cannot help noticing that 1) it’s not a fair reign, since everyone is treated well, not only those who have earned it, and 2) it has a very earthy feel to it.
The kingdom of heaven is political.  Before you run to get your bible and find the spot where Jesus himself tells Pilate, “My kingdom is not of this world; otherwise my followers would fight for it,” remember that being “not of this world” is not the same as being ethereal.  “The world” is used in much of the New Testament to indicate the way things are, the systems built on corruption, or systems built ostensibly to fight against corruption. 
In the mid-nineties a group of kids passed through Gunnison, Colorado, where my wife and I were living.  They had just finished a Rainbow Family Gathering and were on their way to Oregon.  They camped for a couple weeks in the National Forest near town, and we got to know some of them.  Most of these kids spoke derisively of the world system – the government, capitalism, communism, everything – as “Babylon».  They picked that word up from Rastafarianism via reggae music, which in turn gleaned the concept of an empire of oppression from the Bible.  The Bible both describes the historical Babylonian empire (which enslaved its neighbors and reeked havoc in the name of keeping the peace) and the metaphorical Babylonian empire(s) centuries later.  The ending book of the New Testament, in fact, identifies Babylon with Rome and her empire.  It’s a natural step to understand all empires, be they economic like multi-national corporations, political like the United States, or religious, like ____________ (name your favorite).
The kingdom of heaven stands in stark distinction of any empireb because it is not about power over, but power under.  Power over is how all empires operate.  They expand by incorporating their surroundings, absorbing everything, appropriating what works and crushing what doesn’t, always changing, always hungry.  The power under kingdom of heaven constantly gives, taking as its source of energy the weakness of God in Christ, giving itself away to the unworthy, especially the weak, the oppressed, the marginalized, but also to the power-mongers, turning the other cheek, surrendering shirts and going the extra mile. 
The kingdom of heaven is personified in Jesus and is always on the move, never finding a place to sleep, hounded, afraid, but relentless in love.

            Despite their bad press in the pages of the gospels, the Pharisees gave birth to two important children: the Christian movement and the rabbinical tradition.  And despite their divergence from one another and from the source(s) of their inspiration, both movements have a lot to teach one another.  Around the time of the Jesus movement, the rabbis started talking about something they called, in Hebrew, Tikkun Olam, or world repair.  Fixing the world.  Today it means any kind of social justice work, but maybe there’s something lost if it doesn’t include the importance of prayer.
            In the same way, Jesus taught his followers to pray that God’s realm would come on earth as it is in heaven.  In other words, despite the apparent separation of God from creation, the fractured nature of things as we see them, God desires to repair the world and desires our help in doing so.  In fact, says St. Paul, we are to be co-workers with God (or for God, or of God) in Tikkun Olam.  This is the kingdom of heaven, not a gauzy afterlife on a cloud.
            The end of the Book of Revelation is about “the kingdoms of this world now become the kingdom of our God and of his Christ,” of the celestial realm descending and God dwelling with God’s people.  There is definitely a future element to the kingdom of heaven, but waiting it out isn’t part of our present.  Working for it is.

            Hoping for an eternal existence of taking our ease, fat on soul food at the heavenly cafeteria (good and corny as that sounds even as I re-read it) isn’t the goal of any life, and especially not of the Christian life.  The entire story of Jesus, death and resurrection, is a pattern for all of creation, not least of which is humanity.  Jesus was only the first to pass under the mountains and emerge on the other side, glorified and ready to face the sun.  We are also headed that way.  Resurrection is seldom understood in any Christian setting, liberal or conservative.  Instead, the focus is on the symbolism of the resurrection, which for liberals is feeling better about myself and for conservatives is dying and zipping off to heaven.  Maybe resurrection means a little more.  Maybe it signifies the rebirth of the cosmos.  Not just signifies, but anticipates.  Maybe St. Paul’s creation groaning for the appearing of the sons and daughters of God in our resurrection is a real thing and symbolic of the work we’re to be about.  Maybe.


Å I think it’s the ability to tell stories that make us different.  But some animals, especially chimpanzees, can tell stories.  They can lie.  So, maybe I’ll have to rethink my theory.
a This was out of reverence for God’s name and a reluctance to toss it around too cavalierly.  We might do well to think about that precaution.
» One guy, whose “Family name” was Sasquatch, refused to come to our house and shower, even though his friends begged him to.  He asked me one day as we rode around in his van if there is any evidence of combs in the Bible.  I didn’t know.  A little research showed that ancients were somewhat concerned with hygiene, even though they might be dirty by contemporary American standards.
b Some people have actually used the word “empire” to translate the NT word Baseleia.  That isn’t inaccurate.  In fact, it works as well as kingdom.  One of the problems with much of NT theological work is that it uses words and phrases from the world around the writers.  The writers often do not simply tweak those phrases, but twist, turn, pound, and reshape them to mean nearly the direct opposite.  The emperor was “Son of God” and “Savoiur”.  The Roman Empire brought a kind of peace among those who pleased the Son.  A quick glance at the NT shows how those words were co-opted to very different ends.

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Thursday, April 28, 2011

Fundamentals: The Story of Heaven Part I


Hear, O Israel, the LORD your God, the LORD is one.
You shall love the LORD with all your heart,
with all your soul
with all your mind
and with all your strength


Going to Sunday School in junior high I heard all about how we have a body, which I could see, a mind, which I could on occasion exercise but chose not to, and a soul, which was . . . you know, kind of like . . . your emotions and stuff.  To be honest, there was always a vague and ultimately unsatisfying discussion of “soul”.  Spirit was sometimes in there, with soul taking on the attributes of mind and then spirit used to identify those unclear pieces of emotion and whatnot. 
I guess the whole thing was supposed to reflect the Trinity.  We saw the Trinity and our own trinitarian nature is everything: apples (red skin, white interior, seeds), eggs (shell, white, yolk), water (solid, liquid, gas)V, even the chocolate, caramel, cookie crunch goodness of the Twix bar. 
So leave it to the Bible to contradict the West’s traditional (Greek) theology of the human person as tri-partate: 1) Body, 2) Mind 3) Soul.  Heart + mind + soul + strength = four pieces.  One more reason to love the Bible.
And humanity comes in two genders, and my hands have ten (or eight) fingers, and despite my other symmetry, I have only one heart.  Maybe seeking evidence of the divine Trinity in nature or humanity is just shouting down empty wells. 
Then, to be honest, I’m still not sure what “soul” or “spirit” mean, though I do have an intuitive sense of these words.
For instance, you’ve no doubt experienced a writer’s spirit in her work, or an artist’s soul.  In encountering a piece of art, no matter the medium, I often feel like I’m actually in touch with the best part of the artist.  I imagine it’s the same for a lit of people.  Maybe that best part of a person is their soul or spirite.
But it should also be noted that mind and soul and spirit are emergent properties of bodies.  That is to say that they are physical, or in some sense dependent on physicality, rooted in the flesh and blood material world, even if that physicality is electrical impulses and chemical interactions.  Continuing the vein of art, you realize that the transcendence of art is rooted in the physical.  Without the page or the canvas, the vibrations of air and tiny ear bones, waves of light, optic nerves and brains, the artist is not present to you.  Human beings are physical creatures, not souls locked in these cages of bone and flesh, and we appropriate the world though our physicality.  We have no other means.  There is no such thing as a mind apart from a body.  The same is true of soul, psyche, spirit, essence, or whatever words we can use to describe those immaterial parts of ourselves we wish might live forever.
When I was a young pastor I found a book in the church’s tiny library.  It was mainly about proper doctrine and why it’s important.  It was written from a very conservative fundamentalist/evangelical perspective§.  In the section about “MAN”, I read, “Man was created with an immortal soul.”  Then I threw the book away.  In the trash.  I didn’t tell anyone, either.  I just got rid of it.  The audacity of claiming to possess anything with a shelf life of always is astounding.  We’re naturally finite beings, with a beginning, middle, and an end.
Whenever I have questioned the validity of the immortal soul among Christians, the conversation always comes around to one specific issue.  “But if people don’t have an eternal soul or spirit, what about hell?”  It troubles some to contemplate a universe wherein some poor souls do not suffer forever.  Or, less cynically, maybe it makes it harder to grasp salvation.  What is it Jesus saves us from, if not hell?  And, if there is no threat of eternal damnation, why accept Jesus?  Why seek friendship with God, if no to be rescued from God’s terrific anger?
In talking about the spirit/soul, the science of emergence has a lot to offer.   From a hectic conglomeration of atoms, empty spaces, electrical impulses, an ever changing cast of characters, your body emerges.  Every day, despite the lack of any centralized authority, despite this rotating roster of players, your body remains the same, at least externally.  You remain the same.  That, to me, is an amazing thing.  Coherence comes not from the constituent parts, but from something else: the whole is greater. 
In one sense, it should come as no surprise.  After all, we are physical creatures.  People who have appropriated the Jesus story should especially appreciate this.  The Creed says, “I believe in God, the Father Almighty, maker of heaven and earth.”  In one sense the Creed just says something we already know intuitively, naturally.
Beyond that, the gospel message is that Jesus took on flesh, not as a ghost shrugging on a skin suit, a disguised divinity, but entering into the realm of humanity.  It is in flesh, as flesh, for flesh.  That’s the Incarnation.  The material world is where salvation is worked, not in an ethereal space beyond imagining, but here, where I live, where I can touch it and it can touch me.


V Did you know that H2O is the only compound that exists in nature in the three forms of matter?  I’m not sure what that means in the big picture, but it’s pretty interesting in itself.
e The best part as soul or spirit should make ghostly haunting stories difficult for me.  I heard a story a few years ago about a couple who spent three nights in the refurbished barn of an Italian castle, feeling a strange presence.  On the last night they were there, the husband told me later, he saw a man dressed in “old style clothes” standing above him, leaning down.  When he told his wife next day what he’d seen, she said she’d seen the same figure floating near the ceiling when she looked into the room.  They weren’t surprised to learn that a man had hanged himself in the barn, right above where their bed stood.  What my friends had seen, they believe, was the same tableau from different angles.  Is it possible that such a traumatic event might leave a psychic stain like an artist leaves in her poetry?  Is that kind of understanding of hauntings less dissonant with Christian theology than full fledged angry ghosts flitting about the attic?
§ I know, fundamentalist and evangelical are two different points of departure.  Evangelicalism was a form of 19th century liberalism, working for the coming of the kingdom of God on earth. 

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