Church of Guilt Saturday, April 28, 2007 at 5:16 pm

I was going to post something else, a few things I have been working on, but this has come to my attention lately and greatly moved me. Whether rightly or wrongly, I’ll let you judge. But I have gotten to see, over the past few months, a lot of men struggling with issues of sex, and it has grieved me.

It does not grieve me that they struggle with porn. Or that they struggle with lust or even with sexual hook-ups. All this makes me sad, and I desire to see them overcome it and walk in godliness and victory in these areas, but it does not grieve me – it does not produce that hidden gut-wrenching feeling in my spirit. Until we see Christ face to face, until we experience his goodness as it really is, there will always be a struggle to bring ourselves closer into conformity with him.

But what grieves me is when I see those struggling with such matters blaming their very desire for the goodness of sex. It nearly makes me cry. Because this will not free them.

I used to think this guilt was just a gay thing. Of course we feel guilty for being gay, I would think, because we have been taught to think so. Indeed, many have arrived on their own to the conclusion that homosexuality is wrong, and I do not condemn them for this. But the truth is that it is not just a gay thing: it is an everybody thing. We have inherited a religion as old as sin, a religion of guilt. And this religion has stolen into the church, and we have become a church of guilt.

Our motives and religious experiences are driven from condemnation and fear, and not from Christ’s love. Where is this guilt coming from? Certainly not from God! For Jesus himself told the pharisees, “Do not think I will accuse you before the Father. Your accuser is Moses, on whom your hopes are set.” And consider also these words to the pharisees:

John came neither eating nor drinking, and they say, ‘He has a demon!’

The Son of Man came eating and drinking, and they say, ‘Behold, a gluttonous man and a drunkard, a friend of tax collectors and sinners!’ Yet wisdom is vindicated by her deeds. (Matthew 11:18-19)

The one who abstains abstains for the glory of God, and the one who enjoys enjoys for the glory of God, if he is not condemned by his own conscience. And why should he be, for Christ has come to steal away our sin. If we use this for self-indulgence, we show the world we do not know our Father, but if we use our freedom to give thanks to God then we are his children, whether we eat or fast, whether we drink or teetotal. But food and drink and sex are all out of creation, and all are good.

For everything God created is good, and nothing is to be rejected if it is received with thanksgiving, because it is consecrated by the word of God and prayer. (1 Tim 4:4-5)

Think on that! All of God’s creation – every last bit of it – is good! None of it does anything but bring a smile to God’s face. Do we consider sex dangerous or evil because it is pleasurable? But since when was pleasure an evil? A sex addict condemning sex is like a glutton condemning food for his indiscretion, or an alcoholic damning the enjoyment of alcohol for his alcoholism. (And these, too, were made by God to be received by his creation with joy and thanksgiving! Not to flirt with temptation, but neither to judge the creation itself.) Do we truly think that God is upset when the animals bugger each other? I am not saying that we ought to practice free sex, for we are called to a higher love than the animals, a love that is in the image of God, but we shouldn’t condemn this basic biology which we share with them.

Shall we say, then, that God has called us to something higher than sex? Yes indeed, he has. And he has called us to something higher than enjoying food and drink and entertainment, and yet we have the freedom to enjoy such things. Jesus Christ did not come to the earth to free us from biology or pleasure, nor to enable us to ‘overcome’ such things. No – when God gives one gift, he does not revoke another. But

He is the image of the invisible God, the firstborn over all creation. For by him all things were created: things in heaven and on earth, visible and invisible, whether thrones or powers or rulers or authorities; all things were created by him and for him. He is before all things, and in him all things hold together. (Colossians 1:15-17)

He is the first of all creation, and the head of it all. Again, all creation. When we begin to worry about biology – that is, God’s creation – we put ourselves in the position of Creator, deeming what should and should not have been made. Do not damn what God has made, but look rather to your treatment and handling of it! The paths of guilt are driven deep into our hearts, but Christ has died to redeem everything to himself. There is no guilt in him, and nothing stands apart from the work of Christ.

We have this thing we have been given – sexuality and food and friends and drink and whatever else there is – and it is all from God. But we also have the character of God, revealed to us in the flesh through our savior. Neither of these can be rejected. Let us take what we have, and let us take what we know of God, and do with our gifts according to who we know him to be. The question is not how we should deny ourselves for God. But knowing what sex is, and knowing who God is, how then should we now live? Covenant is no longer covenant just because it is covenant, but because it is the outworking expression of God’s character, and it is how he has treated us. And adultery is not adultery just because it is adultery, but because it is opposed to God’s character. This is his command: to love each other as he has loved. Let us not indulge ourselves, and let us not condemn ourselves or each other, for I see Jesus in none of these things. Let us work out his image into our entire lives, leaving nothing out of his reach. And then, wherever we end up, we are free, and our religion of guilt has been left behind.

Unshakeable: Two Case Studies Sunday, April 15, 2007 at 1:36 pm

I was recently tagged by Jay by receiving a Thinking Blog Award. I am supposed to come up with five of my own favorites and pass it along. But I think I’ll do something else: I rarely link externally to other blogs that I do find stimulating, and so instead of a one-time recognition, I’m going to spread it out over several posts, and hopefully make a habit of it. And if you want to check out Jay, I recommend that you do so: he is in a very similar situation, and taking somewhat of a different approach to things (which can be challenging and refreshing).

But on to the meat of this post. Recently I watched two very interesting documentaries on particular aspects of American fundamentalism. One was Jesus Camp, which I rented through the Blockbuster pass my roommate and I got a few weeks ago. The other was a BBC documentary about Fred Phelps’ Westboro Baptist church, which I was alerted to by a Box Turtle Bulletin post here. Box Turtle Bulletin is a great blog, both because of the information given there and the demeanor in which it is given. Though Jim is definitively Side-A, he does not engage in any of the vitriolic Side-B or Side-X bashing some are unfortunately prone to, but gives facts and states clearly and articulately what he finds to be wrong with such beliefs. I especially recommend his articles on the Love Won Out conference he attended, which have been illuminating and intriguing.

Westboro Baptist

What struck me about the BBC documentary was not the particulars of the beliefs of those involved in Phelps’ Westboro Baptist church, nor even the cultic environment his congregation has constructed, but the psychology exhibited by followers. When something this bizarre springs up, it begs the question of how such a belief is able to sustain itself. And while it is easy to get offended and simply ride an emotional response through the documentary, I think it’s much more instructive to pay attention to the congregation’s mental defenses. I was rather disturbed to hear some things come out of their mouths that I have heard said by perfectly normal churchgoers and church leaders, and even by myself. As I continued to watch the documentary, I became more and more aware that many of the psychological constructs built up around Westboro’s beliefs are identical to those I’ve heard within Fundamentalist Christianity. Perhaps the chief difference between general Fundamentalism and the Phelps movement is not the crisp outer shell but the creamy nougat center. If one could reach down past the mental barriers into Wesboro’s peculiar set of doctrines and alter them, you would have a group of people that look very much like your ordinary Fundamentalist Christians. So my challenge to you and to me is to examine whether we are defending our own faith in an honorable fashion. I sat there watching the documentary, taking notes of what came out of the mouths of the church members.

All we do is … make what was already in their hearts come out of their mouths.

If they’re offended… it’s a clear indication that they hate God’s Word, obviously, and are headed to hell.

This is the first mental defense: the belief truth is obvious and self-evident. On the surface, this is an innocuous belief, but in the end it is not only false but leads to a patronizing view of one’s neighbor. But the truth is not self-evident. Although it is ‘self-evident’ that the sun revolves around the earth, from east to west, we know in fact that this is not true; although it is ‘self-evident’ that matter is contiguous, this too is not the case. And need I speak of spiritual matters? What of the ‘self-evidentiality’ of God’s favor toward those who are materialistically blessed? (This is manifestly refuted in Scripture.) Note that I do not speak here of the evidentiality of a Creator God, which Paul promotes in Romans, but the evidentiality of the intricacies of doctrine. To suggest that truth is patently obvious is to sweep aside two thousand years of serious and sincere questions and disputes. But if I hold to the belief that doctrinal truth is clear to all men, and I am convinced of my own understanding of morality, I am led to the conclusion that those who disagree with me do so either because they are stupid or because they are wicked. Is the animosity of Westboro Baptist based on anything but such a conclusion? For since the truth, in all its intricacies, is plain to all mankind, those who are opposed to them are fools and demons.

They hate us because they hate the message.

No one [at school] we would call our real friend, because friendship with the world is enmity with God.

(In response to whether a member would marry): Who would even want to marry someone who serves God?

This is representative of the second mental defense: that relationships are not personal, but doctrinal. It was inconceivable to the cult members – particular the children – that anyone could take personal offense with them, but that all disagreements were religiously based. Coupled with the above belief that moral and doctrinal purity are evident to all, this means that the objections outsiders bring against members of Westboro Baptist are taken not as potentially valid criticisms, but actually seen as de-facto indications of the righteousness of the group. Follow the logic here: those who disagree with me are either foolish or evil, and any objections aimed at me are not aimed just at me, but at my doctrinal beliefs. Therefore, if someone takes issue with me, then they only reveal their own wrong-headedness and hatred of God and my own correctness. This is why rational conversation got the documentarian nowhere: the simple fact that he disagreed was evidence that Westboro was doing everything properly. I wish I could say this was a rare attitude, but I cannot. In my church growing up, if someone brought up a conflict between their beliefs and a friend, church leaders would be quick to point out that this is affirmation of the correctness of the church member’s beliefs, and that the opposing party is not opposing them, but God himself. This is a brilliant piece of psychological work, for it takes all negative interpersonal interactions and uses them to bolster the individual’s already entrenched belief system.

I’m preaching what the Bible says – you’re preaching what your dark heart says. …. What you’re doing is you’re trying to turn yourself into God by saying things ought to be this way. … You are the one with the god complex.

That quote sent shudders down my spine, for I have heard the exact same thing – almost to the word – in my fundamentalist upbringing. Now those beliefs I was raised with, to be sure, are different from the Phelps group, but these defenses can easily be used to perpetuate deeply flawed belief systems. The fallacy here is an appeal to unanswerable authority. Appeals to unanswerable authority are, well, unanswerable. Do not confuse a sovereign God for an unanswerable one, for the God of the Muslim terrorist is unanswerable, and so long as his followers see him in a moral vacuum, their violence is also unanswerable. God does not answer to any higher authority, but nor does he exist apart from morality or reason. So in this sense, God – or rather, our concept of God (for none of us know God as he truly is, but as we can conceive of him in our finitude) – is answerable to the rational and sensible processes he himself has set up. I do not think we will ever be able to confine God to our intellectual understanding, but a God unapproachable by reason, by morality, and by the intellect is an unknowable God, and is not Emmanuel, our God with us. A simple indictment of a person’s presumed motives, and an appeal to unanswerable authority, can never bring someone closer to God.

We read the Scriptures, and we tell people what the standard is, we don’t do violence to people, we warn them that their sins are taking them to hell; we do a courteous and loving thing to them – that’s courteous and loving.

Though I could go on, this is the last of Westboro Baptist’s bizarre beliefs that I will bring up, and it is an important one: the redefinition of love. It became clear after several conversations, that cult members actually believed that they were doing a loving act in their protests and hate-mongering. This is because they have decided that what it means to love is to bring someone else into conformity with their doctrinal viewpoint. This too is characteristic of nearly all fundamentalism, though is mercifully more mitigated in most denominations. By this definition of love, the most loving act possible is to make true converts, by whatever means possible. But what does the Scripture say about love? We have the so-called ‘golden rule’, 1 Corinthians 13, and the profound statement from the Gospel of John:

My command is this: Love each other as I have loved you. Greater love has no one than this, that he lay down his life for his friends.

It is unfortunate that the word translated life is such a terribly complex word in the Greek: it is not referring to the superficiality of biological life, but to the essence of life. The same word is translated soul in, ‘love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul…’ (and you know the rest). So this is love: to give yourself up, the entirety of your being, for your friends. But how many times did I hear in church that most loving thing I could do to my friends was bring them to Christ? I look back on this and answer with an emphatic no! The most loving thing God can do is bring someone to himself, whatever the personal cost (and it was great). The most loving thing I can do is to look out for the positive good of my friends in the best way I am able, whatever the personal cost. Rarely does this mean proselytize, although if I love God as I claim to, his name will certainly be on my lips. The Gospel is the good news, so wonderful that I ought to tell others about it, but it is hardly the most loving thing I can do.

Jesus Camp

Jesus Camp focuses on the methods by which children are exposed to a particular religious system. Though many fundamentalists (and I am sure my home church would be among them) might claim that they are unrecognizably different from the group portrayed in the documentary, there are many similarities. No, not all fundamentalists speak in tongues, or bring cardboard cut-outs of the president to their kids, or bring plastic fetuses to expose children to the idea of abortion. But they all do try and bring up their children to be good Christians, and we must scrutinize this methodology, whether it brings up followers of Christ or religious zealots.

Being raised in the church, and going to and later volunteering at multiple Vacation Bible Schools, and attending short summer camps (though nothing like the one in the documentary), I have noticed a basic strategy in such organizations. The kids are first excited, through music or games, and then once hyped up are presented with a religious message. This disturbed me even while I was volunteering at VBS, and I was always very cautious when presenting the Gospel, though I was (and still am) concerned with how these kids will relate to Jesus when they grow up. But this documentary made me realize, for the first time, just how malleable kids are. They can be easily pushed into a particular emotional state, and from there can be manipulated. Is it any wonder that many kids go off to college and fall away from the faith? For if their faith was just a process of absorbing the world around them – and that is precisely what children do – then once environmental constraints fall off, so does the veneer of religiosity.

Some of the emotional scenes in the documentary were intense. There was one in particular of a young boy expressing his doubts, and trying to repent of them, while the leaders watched on with concerned faces. It brought me to tears, because I could see so much devotion in him (and devotion which reminds me of myself at that age), and yet was his zeal based on knowledge? I cannot say, but I can say that it breaks my heart to see their hearts breaking, not knowing whether they are seeking God or simply assimilating to an environment that desires them to be a certain way.

I do not doubt the sincerity of these people’s beliefs, but I question whether an environment designed to produce religious adherents truly produces disciples. The adults involved are looking out for what they believe to be the kids’ interests. This comes back to the redefinition of love witnessed in the Westboro Baptist group: to love one’s kids is to make sure, at all costs, that they share one’s religious beliefs. And because of the concern for raising up children “in the way they should go”, the culture becomes very insular.

The notion of a ‘culture war’ is prominent in the documentary. It is an integral part of these people’s lives. I can honestly say that this aspect is not preached as much in most fundamentalist churches (and here I am in the South). Nevertheless, it does work its way in through the back door, if not outright from the pulpit. Christianity is very much aligned with conservativism, and non-Christians with liberalism. One of the worst insults, even among children, is to be called a liberal, and so even when it is rarely preached from the pulpit, the congregation is encouraged outside of Sunday morning service through their friends, church leaders, and parachurch organizations like Focus on the Family to wield their faith for the changing of the culture. Even where there is silence from the pulpit, the talk among the congregates fills it up with a load roar.

What did I take away from Jesus Camp? Among other things, that if a child can be talked into a religious experience, he or she can be talked out of it. That it is more important to raise children up so they can make a decision to follow Christ, rather than to teach them religious rhetoric. The former is an act of the will, the latter an act of culture. I also learned that, because of the intense self-preservation of such movements, it is impossible to approach a person in this culture on anything but their own terms. And from my own journey, I’ve realized that internal inconsistencies hold more weight than external arguments. These are not “bad people” – they are not trying to do anything but follow God – but I believe they are misguided. The worst way to engage them is in the terms of a culture war. For the war of my religion is no war at all, and my weapons no weapons at all, but what did Paul write about all these years ago? To be equipped with truth, righteousness, peace, faith (but not blindness!), salvation, and the Spirit of God. A strange war indeed, which lies not in culture or hatred or vitriol, but in which culture and hate and falsehood are overrun by love.

Tenebrae Saturday, April 7, 2007 at 1:21 am

I went to a Good Friday service this evening with a couple of friends. The church I’ve been going to didn’t have one so we snooped around for a place to visit. The Good Friday service in churches is traditionally called Tenebrae – Latin for ‘Shadows’. It is the darkening before Easter’s morning, and is what, to me, makes the whole Gospel sing. Easter is the victory, but the Cross is the kiss.

It occurred to me yesterday that perhaps I have gone about all my life with a foolish view of sin. Sin has been defined for me as I have often heard it quoted to me: anything that is in disobedience to God. And while this view may be technically correct, I fear that it misses the gravity of sin, for it leaves room for us to have an arbitrary view of God. Why is something wrong? God just said so. But I have come to think that morality is not morality simply because God decided on it, but that morality could not be other than what it is. Righteousness is righteousness because it is defined by who God is. So sin is not defined as a positive – a list of things that are done – but as a negative. That is, sin is not a presence, and not a thing: it is an absence, it is a nothing. Sin is the absence of the qualities of God’s character.

This does have Scriptural support, I believe. John speaks of Christ both as the Word and the True Light, which “shines in the darkness, but the darkness has not understood it.” Paul says that he “lives in unapproachable light”, and we are told that we “were once darkness, but now [we] are light in the Lord.” There is this theme throughout Scripture where God, and his holiness, are equated with light, and evil with darkness. We know that darkness has no essence of itself, but is only the absence of light. It doesn’t do anything, but only exists where light isn’t. So here there is room for the notion that sin is, like darkness, merely the absence of something else, and not a presence of itself.

Consider how Satan is described in relation to God. Not that the two or co-equal in terms of power, but that Satan is the preeminent example of sin, and God the preeminent example of holiness. Peter tells us that the devil “prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.” But why? Why should he prowl around looking to eat someone? Hunger. Lions do not roar when they are full, nor do they devour unless they are starved. Satan is hungry, by his very nature, and he must seek for something to fill himself. But our God is El Shaddai, the Nourishing God, the Breast-Feeding God. God is full of life and he runs over with it and pours it into us. God is full, and sin is the state of the absence of his fullness. Our sins are not those things that go against a divine checklist, but all those actions which flow from our empty godless state, from that space inside where we lack the fullness that comes from God.

But what does this have to do with the Cross? Simply this: that I suggest the essence of the Cross was not that Christ took something from us, that is, our sins, but that he gave to us, that is, his own righteousness, his very self. He was our El Shaddai, emptying himself on our behalf. Someone might object that Scripture says that “He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree”, but that does not mean some ethereal concept of positive, existential sin was transmitted to Jesus. For just as we talk about night “falling” (though it is really just the light of day vacating), and just as an electric engineer may talk about a positive flow of current (though it is really the negatively-charged electrons that move), we may also talk about a “movement” of sin to Christ, though there need not necessarily be a literal accumulation of sin to Christ, but the emptying of his divine nature.

This is in agreement with much of the Bible’s description of Jesus. He himself called the cup of communion “the new covenant in my blood, which is poured out for you.” The bloodied cross itself can even be seen as a manifestation of the physical emptiness and emptying of life. In the Messianic Psalm, from which our Lord quoted “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” when he was on the Cross, the speaker cries out that he has been “poured out like water.” And, perhaps most interesting to me, is the account of a sick and bleeding woman, who appears in all three Synoptic Gospels, and receives healing from Jesus. She touches Jesus’ cloak, and in Matthew’s version, Jesus stops and says, mysteriously, “Someone touched me; I know that power has gone out from me.” He came to be poured out, and perhaps this even began in his ministry leading up to that final emptying on the Cross. Consider the poem found in Philippians 2, sometimes called the Humiliation of Christ:

who, although He existed in the form of God,
did not regard equality with God a thing to be grasped,
but emptied Himself,
taking the form of a bond-servant, and being made in the likeness of men.

(And it goes on… go look it up, and read it.)

So at the Tenebrae service, as we listened to the readings of the Passion narrative, and as we sang songs, I thought not about this man who took something away from me, but about this man who became a gaping cavity in order to fill our souls with the presence of God. The church celebrates the miracle of his birth and his resurrection. But surely his death is as much a miracle as those two. God – think about it, God - died. The author of life emptied himself of life, to the point that the Son called out to his Father, whose presence he had eternally enjoyed, “Why have you left me?” Light Himself was extinguished; he became darkness, in order that we might become children of the Light. So before the victory of Easter, before we see that he overcame sin and darkness and death, we must first see that he emptied himself, and that he died. How can I say no to a savior like that?

There was a song we sang at the Tenebrae service that I had never heard before. It is an old hymn, and in the fashion of old hymns named after its first line, but it is a good one.

O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
Vast, unmeasured, boundless, free!
Rolling as a mighty ocean
In its fullness over me!
Underneath me, all around me,
Is the current of Thy love
Leading onward, leading homeward
To Thy glorious rest above!

O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
Spread His praise from shore to shore!
How He loveth, ever loveth,
Changeth never, nevermore!
How He watches o’er His loved ones,
Died to call them all His own;
How for them He intercedeth,
Watcheth o’er them from the throne!

O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
Love of every love the best!
’Tis an ocean vast of blessing,
’Tis a haven sweet of rest!
O the deep, deep love of Jesus,
’Tis a heaven of heavens to me;
And it lifts me up to glory,
For it lifts me up to Thee!