On Bible Tricksters – Jacob and Assurance

If ever a plan was made to fail
it was this plan.
Dressed up in robes too big,
skinny frame sweating under pelts
to make him into his
rough-hewed brother, Jacob
must have felt like I did one Halloween:
the harsh reality dawning that
the costume didn’t make me Batman,
it made me a dork in tights. And yet,
you picked him up in a great stream
of blessing and promise, and still do today: promise
that no matter how hair-brained our disguise,
no matter how deceitful we might be to you
or ourselves, no matter the weight of our pelts
or our surety that we don’t deserve blessing,
you bless us.
You bless us with grace and peace
we know in that moment are worth cheating for.
And as the tent flap falls closed behind us,
laugh at what we go through
to get what had already been given.

Exercise 1: On preaching

When I talk, I hope you hear
that I am not talking,
that you might feel a buzz
in your rib cage, close to your heart,
as if you were playing a guitar.
It’s a promise we make:
that I will work and sweat
and shape a sounding board,
a place for resonance,
and leave for you
the work of the strings,
and what or how you play,
and hope to inspire you
to pick out songs that someone
sang in whisper to you, ears just formed,
crooked arm and breast-bone hum
that held you, and you felt before you heard.

Some Writing Exercises

I feel like publishing some of the little scraps I’ve been writing for my preaching class. The images aren’t really developed at all, but that’s because we have to write every day we have class, and we’re always limited to one page (double spaced!)… which is a good thing. I’m really feeling good about this part of my life right now, and all of the cobwebs are beginning to clear out in my creative endeavors.

Electioneering on Evil

Amongst all of the gradual posting about our trip, which I just thought would be nice for family, I suppose I need to get back to business some. School’s about to start again anyway, so let’s get serious. I was actually very excited to see the two presidential candidates answer questions at Saddleback, which probably relates to me being an optimist and a starry-eyed idealist… it wasn’t so great, in my book. Two things I noticed:

Republicans inherently understand that every appearance is a political appearance. Democrats like to believe that there’s actually a public forum that can be a teaching moment, or a personal moment, or what have you. This is infinitely preferable to me, yet not so useful in today’s media market.

Second, it stands as a good reminder that politicians are just that. They are pretty lousy theologians. (Which makes a pretty good argument about church and state, considering. Politicians would do a pretty bad job at interpreting spiritual issues anyway.) So guys, does evil exist?


I actually think Obama gets himself in more trouble by trying to answer this from a more theological bent, where McCain is just ignoring the fact he’s in a church altogether. The political answer is simple: yes, there is evil (people that do bad things), and we will “get” them. The theological answer is hard to sell, but I think really useful. If there really is a theological “evil,” a force beyond humans that is opposed to good, we run into some problems. (All of which requires a lot more theological work than this, but just to be cute…)

God created everything. Did God create evil?
No. (Phew. After all, God said it was all good!)
Well, so, did evil exist before creation with God, as some sort of bizarro God?
No. God is God, creator of all. Evil as some sort of co-God or anti-God doesn’t fit within dogma.
So, did we humans create evil later as a force that must be overcome by God?
Well, sorta’, but any “evil” we might create is (just as we are) subject to God and already overcome by that very fact.
“Evil” ends up being a symptom (in this theological system) of our inability to understand our true nature as creation, as good.

Harsh news for the pols? Not so much with any spiritual force called evil. Lots of people can go further into why we see so much brokenness and pain in the world around us despite this fact. I recommend this guy and this guy, followed with a long explanation from this guy, who taught me somehow. For me, I’ll say this: It’s easier for me to see a world in which all of us share love of our neighbors when we stop trying to attribute people’s actions to some sort of ultimate evil that we must eradicate, and instead think of them as fellow humans trying to come to grips with their own place in creation.

What we mean when we say "faith-based?"

So I’ll start this post by simply saying that according to the “Belief-o-matic” – which joyfully takes all the fuss out of actually deciding which of the serious faith traditions of this planet appeal to your addled, text-msg polled, Myspace-apped brain, by asking you a series of the most leading questions possible – places me either as exactly what I am (a liberal/progressive mainstream Protestant) or an Orthodox Quaker. Which is just funny if you’ve ever seen my sense of drama and worship in the context of a meeting of Friends. It’s kinda like a brass band walking through a library.

Anyway, I’ve been being over-dramatic and tossing occasional things at the TV this week as I’ve watched a certain progressive candidate get stomped all over by progressives for coming out in support of “faith-based initiatives.” It seems extraordinary that a simple term like this has been allowed to run over so many clear lines in the sand as I see it. People get huffy and talk about the separation of church and state a lot these days, and – let’s face it – most of the time I come down on being very much in favor of that great plastic SOLO picnic plate that is our system of government. Yet I can’t help but think that when it comes to the charity and true giving of not-for-profit organizations based in faith we need to strap on our wading boots and actually get into the finer distinctions.

There is a distinction between an organization that is based in faith and primarily exists in order to perpetuate the belief of that faith, and one based in faith that uses that faith to drive secular actions for the good of others, regardless of faith. There are “faith-based” initiatives that have received support in order to pursue ministries that hope to lobby politicians to define marriage in a particular way.

Yet there are initiatives that have fed the homeless, provided career training for the unemployed, and visited the sick and imprisoned. The distinction is that the faith that drives these later institutions in no way determines the access that the people have to their services, and proselytizing is not how they do business … the whole intent of separation clauses in the first place. (… the most explicit separations I’m aware of in the constitution – Article 6 – are those that prohibit the imposition of a test of faith for SERVICE to the people, i.e. holding public office.) In order to provide the black and white separation I’m hearing some of my progressive friends advocate, isn’t the new test of faith for service to the people… “REQUIRED FAITH = NONE/WINDOW DRESSING”? There’s of course a finer distinction to be made about the best use of the people’s money, but the candidate in question said it right when he said that faith communities have been the most successful at reaching certain sections of the population, so, in fact even from a purely secular view, it may be that churches are the most efficient way to reach certain core groups. Sigh. There’s a lot of gray out there, people… let’s relish the complexity of public life and prove ourselves worthy of it.

Indie-Pop God-Talk

I’ve been interviewing at various churches in preparation for my field-study work next year of late. In particular, one of the topics of conversation that I’ve been finding myself engaging has been youth and young adult ministry, and even more specifically, theology in contemporary music. Now, I play in a worship band pretty regularly myself, and often when I mention “theology in contemporary music” people assume that’s what I mean. Praise music has lots of value: it’s uplifting, it is easy to teach to congregations who have a strong tradition of singing and/or liturgical dance, and it’s relatively easy to assemble musicians of varying skill sets who can find a way to make these songs sound good. Yet praise music fails one significant test for me… it fails to value the full range both of human life and the powerful representations available in art. To put it more bluntly: praise music does just what it says… it explicitly praises God. What it fails to do is embrace all the ways in which God may operate in my daily life. It fails to represent my fears and doubts about myself and about God. It does put forth the expectation that the highest goal of art in the worship and praise of God, yet fails to see that the most convincing arguments both for and against faith come from the simple reflection upon moments that feel entirely HUMAN yet are still permeated by a sense of faith.

The best music I have in my life really engages my whole identity and asks theological questions of that identity. (If several of you are already thinking about Pedro the Lion / David Bazan, kudos.) These may not be intentional points of entry for the songwriter! Even though an artist may not have specifically set out with theological goals, they may lead to some intense discussions about theology. It’s going to be a goal of mine in the future to talk about some of those artists and why I think they matter to faith discussions and church.

The Midterms: I’ve’s in the Ivies.

I’ve (mostly) survived the week. I’ve been SORELY lacking in posts. I’ve been interviewing for my internships and having great conversations with pastors and church communities. I’ve been existing off bread and frozen vegetables. I’ve been testing a theory that if I just stop wearing a jacket, it will get warmer. I’ve been waiting for Sarah to get home. I’ve been giving tours of New Haven and Yale. I’ve been wondering about what size congregation is most instructional to me. I’ve done a lot. More to come.

Today in drastically lowered expectations.

As testimony to the fact that I’m thoroughly swamped and missing my fiance, today I had the best experience I’ve had in two weeks. That experience? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich. All the stress vanished from my body. Sad. Sad, sad, sad, sad, sad.

Meh. I’ll take it.

In other news, I’ll be giving my first sermon at Redeemer in about 10 hours. Sweet. Link to follow.