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"If You Want a Religion to Make You Feel Comfortable..."

C. S. LewisImage via WikipediaIf you want a religion to make you feel comfortable, I certainly don’t recommend Christianity.

—C.S. Lewis

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Humility

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“Humility isn’t thinking less of yourself, but thinking of yourself less.”

C.S. Lewis

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Responses to Jesus

Anger Controlls HimImage via WikipediaJesus produced mainly three effects: hatred, terror, adoration. There was no trace of people expressing mild approval. —C.S. Lewis

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The Purpose of the Church

C.S. LewisCover of C.S. Lewis"The Church exists for no other purpose but to draw men into Christ. . . If they are not doing that, all the cathedrals, clergy, missions, sermons, even the Bible itself, are simply a waste of time. God became man for no other purpose. It is even doubtful, you know, whether the whole universe was created for any other reason."

C.S. Lewis

(HT to Jared Wilson)

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"Christmas in the Rear View Mirror" -- Sermon for 26 December 2010

Reflections in the back of a rear view mirrow...Image by Jezzebelle via FlickrText:  Matthew 2:13-23
Title:  “Christmas in the Rear View Mirror”

Waldo Beach was a rather old professor emeritus at Duke.  I never had him as a teacher but he came to the copy room to make copies regularly.  That’s where I worked.  He wrote a poem about Advent that I remember just the beginning of it at this point.  It said:

On coming to Christmas, misled, we forget
That the birth of God’s son was not lovely at all.
A stench filled the gloom of the bleak manger stall.
There was blood on the straw and a halo of sweat
Around Mary’s head.  Soon, warned they should flee
To escape Herod’s sword, by stealth in the night
The family of God was driven to flight,
As from Bethlehem’s inn outcast, refugee.

But as birth of new life is sprung out of pain,
And faith out of fear, so now once again,
If we come to the stable by way of the cross
And dismantle our spirits of tinsel and dross,
We can join with glad hearts and exuberant voice
To sing with the heavenly choir, “Rejoice!”

And it’s hard to remember how solemn and occasion Christmas really is as we’re leading up to it.  There’s all those presents to buy.  There’s phone calls to make and letters to get out.  There’s dinner parties to have and decorations to put up.  There are trees to cut down.  There are churches to get ready.  There are pageant clothes to mend. There are cookies to bake.  There’s music to listen to.  There presents to wrap. There’s mail to send out and to pick up.  There's magic to create and children to please and traditions to uphold a Christmas ideal to maintain and a God to be praised!

It’s been a long time since I had tinsel on a tree and we don’t decorate near as much as we used to.  It just takes that much more energy to keep our family going these days.  But I understand the grandness of Christmas…its anticipation…its execution…its celebration. 

And, as we approach it, it’s all angel choirs and halos, babies in mangers, and beatific visions of shepherds in bathrobes.

There is a wonder and a mystery to it and we love getting lost in it.  If I could close my eyes I could almost stay in this place singing “Lo, How a Rose E’er Blooming” forever.  And it was beautiful on Friday night in this place.  I could almost stay there.  Almost.

But, Christmas comes and goes.  Yes, there are 12 Days of Christmas, with partridges in pear trees and ladies dancing and lords a-leaping….  Yes, we carry Christmas with us wherever we go, recognizing that the message “Joy to the World” is for all peoples…all days. 

But, December 26th comes.  The baby Jesus grows up.  His life happens.  Our life happens.

And so, with the festivities winding down, with the Christmas ham or turkey taking on its second life as soup or sandwiches, with a dump run of wrapping paper and boxes in order, we look in the rear-view mirror at the Christmas just past.

We have heard that “Jesus is the reason for the season.”  But what does the coming of Jesus mean for us.

Perhaps, in order to understand that, it’s best to think about what it means for God.  CS Lewis put it something like this.

Lying at your feet is your dog.  Many of us here have dogs.  Many of us here love dogs.  I love mine. Just ask my kids.  They’re all my second favorite children.  And your dog is lying at your feet. 

Now, think for a moment, imagine if you will, that your dog is in some deep distress.  He or she is hurting.  He or she is scared…in danger.  And it’s not only your dog but every dog that is in the same bind.  It’s not important what the problem is but you know…it has been revealed to you…that if you could only get your dog to be more like people, you could help your dog and all of them.  Would you be willing to become a dog to make this happen…to teach…to show the way?   Would you be able to give up your humanity, all the things that seem to make you…you?  Your loved ones?  Your job?  Your sports?  Your hobbies?  Your music?   Would you choose, instead of intimate communion with the beloveds of your life, the poor substitute of looking at your children or spouse or friends and only be able to wag your tail…no speaking…no smiling?

Would you give all that up to save your dog?...

Years ago, when we were living in Kenai, I was out on a walk with Samuel and our dog Maggie and just as we passed a snow bank we found ourselves directly next to a large moose in the road.  We started walking away quite rapidly and I remember looking, thinking, “I love you dog, but you’re going to be the one I leave behind here.” 

Fortunately a car came by and honked and that choice didn’t need to be made.  But, as much as I talk of loving my dog, when the time came for a choice, I was going to choose my family.

In the church we understand that Christ was with the Father from the creation of the world.  We say that, with those two and the Holy Spirit, we have a model of perfect communion.  With the carols and trees and the joy we share, we sometimes lose sight of the fact that Christ gave up the most treasured thing to him… perfect communion with his Father…to become human and walk with us and, of course, to save us.

Perhaps, as we look in the rear view mirror, we can see what it is Jesus gave up to be here for us.

This makes the whole religion thing very unsafe for us Christians.  J.I. Packer said:

The divine Son became a Jew; the Almighty appeared on earth as a helpless human baby, unable to do more than lie and stare and wriggle and make noises, needed to be fed and changed and taught to talk like any other child... The more you think about it, the more staggering it gets.

It gets staggering to us because, when we tell this story of Christmas, we can clearly see the great depths to which God is willing to sink to reach us.  We cannot trust our God to leave us alone.  Once we look over the shoulder of the shepherds and see the very son of God comforted in his mother’s arms we can know that we have a God who will stop at nothing in his pursuit of us.  The king of kings, the lord of lords, and he shall reign forever and ever--is born to us in a most underwhelming, lowly, earthbound, dirty, humble way.

Where could we possibly hide from a God who is willing to do this?  Where you think he’d be least expected, he’s fully there.  Where you think he’d be most helpless, he’s most strong. 

We are not safe from God because we have Emmanuel…God with us.  Our God has pursued us and come to us.

We may put away the ornaments.  We may take down the tree.  But our God is here.  And he won’t be put away.

All of this talk about what the coming of Jesus means is really talk about “the INCARNATION” – the enfleshment of God.  And it goes way beyond the manger scene.  The baby Jesus is cute to talk about.  We love hearing the kids sing “Away in a Manger” at the pageant.  We like to romanticize that “sweet baby Jesus no crying he makes.”  But it’s not true.  It wasn’t true on the night of his birth.  And we know that, as the days and years pass it continues to be untrue.

Even in today’s text we begin to see what that whole “Silent Night” was really about; and it’s not pretty:

Now after they had left, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream and said, “Get up, take the child and his mother, and flee to Egypt, and remain there until I tell you; for Herod is about to search for the child, to destroy him.”  Then Joseph got up, took the child and his mother by night, and went to Egypt,  and remained there until the death of Herod. This was to fulfill what had been spoken by the Lord through the prophet, “Out of Egypt I have called my son.”

And THAT'S the PLEASANT part of the text.

When Herod saw that he had been tricked by the wise men, he was infuriated, and he sent and killed all the children in and around Bethlehem who were two years old or under, according to the time that he had learned from the wise men.  Then was fulfilled what had been spoken through the prophet Jeremiah:  “A voice was heard in Ramah, wailing and loud lamentation, Rachel weeping for her children; she refused to be consoled, because they are no more.”

While many persons were oblivious to the INCARNATION…had no idea that God had indeed entered the world, Herod, with an assist from the magi saw that there was a threat in Bethlehem and he took matters into his own hand, killing all the children two years old and younger in the community.  But Jesus was safe.

Christmas looks different when we get past it, because, after the angels stop singing and the eggnog gets taken off the shelf, we can see a little more clearly what lies ahead.  It begins with Herod hoping to kill young Jesus.  It moves to people hoping to hear a word from him.  It carries on to broken and hurting and hungry people hoping to be healed.  We then find disciples hoping he could stay around forever and women hoping he would be declared innocent.  Hope dies.  And then lives again.

It makes Christmas look different, when we look at it in the rear-view mirror.

Some people worship gods of the heaven or gods of ideas.  Some persons put their faith in an entirely transcendent God…other worldly.  We don’t.  Our God has put on flesh to be with us, to save us.  It's an inside job.

Barbara Lunblad wrote:

As his “body,” the church, through us, members of the body, the living Christ is always intruding, going where he is not necessarily wanted or expected, taking up space where people did not expect God to be.

In his earthly ministry, Jesus intruded into the homes of sinners. He showed up at a wedding and caused a scene. He came into places of death, where people hardly knew him, and brought forth unexpected life.

Maybe that is one reason people try to keep religion theoretical and spiritual. [But] Christianity is not a “spiritual” religion: it is an incarnational religion. It believes that God has a body, that God takes up space, that God will not remain ethereal and vague, distant and detached.

That is our God.  Incarnational in the world, involved, immersed, giving everything.

We are his church.  We must be incarnational as well…involved, immerse, giving everything.

May it be so.

In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.  Amen.
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"Bulverism," Political Discourse, and Voting for the Common Good

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I spend some time reading Allan Bevere's blog and his post today rings with what I've been thinking about and have written about below.  Today he has a post by Michael Kruse, who's blog is now on my subscription list after checking it out today.  His post is about how, we make our political opponents into "fools" or "self serving" persons.  We perceive them as being out only for themselves and fail to see the substance, either or their arguments or our defenses against it.  (This sounds pretty similar to my discussions below about the need to transform our political discourse.)

This is what Krause says of "Bulverism:" 

Nearly a century ago, a young boy named Ezekiel Bulver overheard his parents arguing. It seems Mr. Bulver was trying to convince Mrs. Bulver that any two sides of a triangle are longer than the third. Finally, in exasperation, Mrs. Bulver exclaimed, "You just say that because you are a man!" That was the end of the argument. Ezekiel had an epiphany.

Traditionally you were required to demonstrate that your opponent is actually wrong in a dialog before explaining what led to his erroneous conclusion. What young Ezekiel discovered is that you can bypass that demonstration and fixate on how your opponent became so silly (or evil), thus diverting all attention from the substance of the issue. C. S. Lewis claimed that the mythical Ezekiel Bulver is the founder of modern day political discourse.  And if you've been paying any attention to politics lately, you see Bulverism is alive and well.

But this is far too simplistic a view of how people vote--only looking out for themselves or voting in a way that just doesn't make sense.  Kruse argues that, when it comes down to it, most people pretty easily will vote against their own interests if they have a different understanding of what constitutes the common good.  Therefore, a person with wealth might vote to increase taxes if they believe it is in the better interest of the common good to see medicare benefits expanded.  Or, a poor person might believe the common good is best served by having leaders who will tighten restrictions on abortion or gay marriage, even if that means they will also vote against some social services that he or she uses.   It's a different understanding of the common good.  But, because of Bulverism, we fail to see the perspective of the other and can only demonize them.  We make jokes.  We make up lies.  And we send it all as e-mails to those we think are like-minded friends.


Kraus closes his article this way:
Most political choices we make are about weighing competing values and concerns. For instance, in America, there has been a general belief that government has a responsibility for a basic social safety net. But this responsibility is a supportive one, not one of controlling citizens' lives. If politicians err too far toward weakening what is considered fair, they lose elections. Similarly, if they err too far toward an imperial model, they also get the boot. Reasonable compassionate people weighing the variables can come to differing conclusions. But the thrust of our age is to deny this reality in favor satisfying Bulveristic hunger.

I think the challenge for Christians in our polarized political environment is to begin a resistance movement against Bulverism. It is appropriate to occasionally have strong convictions about a particular issue or candidate. But as we talk with others, is it necessary to assume the worst about our opponents? Instead of beginning discussions by asserting how silly and/or evil our opponent is, is it possible to begin with assuming positive intent from our opponent, believing our opponent is seeking the common good, and searching for the value we can affirm in what our opponent wants to achieve? We may still come to conclusions that some are indeed silly or malicious, but just maybe by resisting Bulverism we will find that the great majority of us really have something in common: we are seeking the common good.

I cut out a big part of the middle of the article in the hopes that anyone reading this will check it out over here.  I think this is helpful as we try to change our level of discourse.
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