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Showing posts with label discipleship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label discipleship. Show all posts

22 January 2012

Discipleship, Surrender and the False Prophets of "Positive Thinking"

A story is told of a young man from China who went to Bible study for a couple of months and found the Lord. When the time came for him to become a member in his church, he went to a store to have a t-shirt made that he wanted to wear to celebrate his being born again. He didn't speak English and walked into the store; they asked what wording he desired, and because he didn't want to look foolish, he pointed to the first sign on the wall he could see. He paid, ordered his t-shirt, picked it up, put it on and came to church. When he went up to the altar in his freshly pressed new t-shirt, the congregation read the words emblazoned on this chest:




Why do you what you do? Who are you? It's really important to know why we do the things we do; knowing that will tell you whether it comes from you, or whether it comes from people outside of you. Another question goes with it: Who are you? Are you who you want to be, or are you who others want you to be? To ask these questions is even more important today than it was before capitalism begun to undermine our identities. Being ourselves is very hard these days. We are made to believe that who we are can be altered, bought and sold. We are told that indeed our identities can be molded and bent, as if we are made of the same plastic as the many credit cards we are supposed to carry in order to feel free. We are constantly offered new ways of getting an "extreme makeover," and with every new offer there comes more pressure to “better ourselves”, to choose a better identity.

In the culture in which Jesus issued his call to Simon and Andrew, James and John, identity was not something you were striving for, it was what you were. These fishermen didn't spend years considering their vocation. Vocation was who they were, who their fathers were; they were born to it. They identified with it like they did with their village and their family. It was their life. Nobody had questions about it.

And then Jesus broke into their contentment. In the Gospel Mark the Evangelist begins his story of Jesus with a stunning announcement. "After John was put in prison, Jesus went into Galilee, proclaiming the good news of God." In Mark's account these are the very first words spoken by Jesus:

"The time (kairos) is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God has come near. Repent and believe the good news.” 

When these words came out of Jesus' mouth, he will have turned heads. That is because when he said “time”, he didn't say the word people around him expected. That would have been chronos, the word from which we derive the fancy word for a watch: chronometer. The word chronos describes normal or everyday “clock time”. Instead, Jesus used the word kairos. This is a most powerful word because it means change, a critical juncture, a divine appointment or intervention. So, when Jesus spoke the word kairos, people listened up. The word kairos provokes a radical response, an urgent choice, or a fundamental reorientation. A radical response, an urgent choice, a fundamental reorientation – all of these are true for what happened to the four fishermen in our story.

Jesus' ministry has just begun. He defines the shape of his mission as he identifies the coming of God's reign with his  own person. Once that is done, he immediately goes to work to find some staff for his work. He calls Simon Peter and his brother Andrew into service. His simple words hit the mark:

"Follow me and I will make you fish for people." 
To these four men who have never questioned their place in life, Jesus offered a new identity, one that had nothing do with their geographic or social location.  Instead, it would be about movement, a willingness to take a journey, to begin a pilgrimage, to walk with Jesus.  The story doesn't ask what they were working for, or for whom, at their nets. Only a stranger would have asked such a dumb question. They did the work that would feed them and their families. They were part of the local economy, waking early, following the patterns of fish, and selling at market.  It was an identity thatn offered sources of happiness as reliable as any they knew -- family and friends in the village, children to carry their names and care for them should they be fortunate enough to reach old age ...

In contrast to this tried-and-true way of life, Jesus offered another path to these fishermen. What Jesus offered to them was truly a radical makeover. And a radical makeover means both, excitement and a high cost.  In following Jesus, they would break the chains of doing things the way they were always done, and they would have a chance to form a new community. But all this comes at a high cost. In following Jesus, they were to leave behind all the comfort and security. The price of admission was no less than their lives, or at least their lives as they knew it and as their friends and families recognized it; they lost their very identities: as sons of their fathers, members of their village communities, as fishers in the market.

In this critical kairos moment he called these fishermen to follow him; by doing so, Jesus changed more than their lives as individuals. Much like a modern sociologist, he revealed that the identities they had were constructed for them by the people around them and their expectations. The roles they fishermen had played until then were not the bedrock upon which everything depended. Jesus revealed that their identities were more than their current roles; he showed them that their identities were fluid and flexible instead. Yes, their identities allowed them a place, a location, a source of power and knowledge, but Jesus said, "Follow me", and invited them to give up their identity; he asked them to do surrender.

Surrender means to give up the comfort and familiarity of your old life; at the same time it is the chance to put behind you the things you won't miss: the expectations of others, and any fear and shame connected with following them rather than your heart. Surrender means a completely new beginning. Those four first disciples were able to follow Jesus' call immediately because they suspended the incessant talk of their minds and allowed their hearts to lead them. They surrendered.

Well.

This is the point where some of us take flight. Their egos tremble, and they run; the idea of surrender is anathema to them. Surrender makes them think "weakness" and "helplessness" and "powerlessness". They run and run and run in great fear and in search for someone, anyone, who will allow them to be disciples without giving up control. Usually they run into the wide open arms of certain false prophets that come under the name of "Positive Thinking".

In contemporary America these false prophets are named something like Suze Orman and Oprah Winfrey and Robert Schuller and Joel Osteen. In the not-so-far past, three of these false prophets were Dale Carnegie ("How to Win Friends and Influence People"), Napoleon Hill ("Think and Grow Rich") and Norman Vincent Peale ("The Power of Positive Thinking").

Advocates of positive thinking claim that your attitude will shape your destiny and that if you think positive thoughts, positive results will occur. The strategy you use is to force yourself into thinking the "best" of any situation. if you wake up in the morning and feel sick, tired and achy, one of the positive thinking tricks would have you force yourself to think something like, "Boy, I feel great today. Isn't it fabulous to feel alive?" Or, they instruct you to say something like, "I really ffeel sick. I think it's just wonderful that I feel sick, because good things always come from these kind of situations. What a wonderful learning opportunity."

Positive thinking is self-manipulation. Of course, we can all pretend that everything is positive, but saying so doesn't make it so. Real life doesn't work that way. Humanity's great works of literature and art and music would never have come into being if life was all beautiful; who would even know that we are in the light if there was no dark?

If the power of their thinking could have made them so influential, rich and happy, why do so many of their followers look so miserable?  But ah, they got an answer for that too:  you just didn't have enough faith in the power of your thinking!  Barbara Ehrenreich, author of Bright-sided: How the Relentless Promotion of Positive Thinking Has Undermined America (2009), was stunned when after her cancer diagnosis she was told repeatedly that her cancer was not a problem or an illness, but a gift. But, she says: sugar-coating illnesses can exact a dreadful cost. People who knew they couldn't afford to buy a house bought one because their pastors told them that "God wants you to have it" -- only to find that when the banks foreclosed on them, their pastors turned their backs and told them that they had failed in their faith.

Psychiatrist R.C. Murphy had some rather scathing things to say about Norman Vincent Peale and his book:
 
With saccharine terrorism, Mr. Peale refuses to allow his followers to hear, speak or see any evil. For him real human suffering does not exist; there is no such thing as murderous rage, suicidal despair, cruelty, lust, greed, mass poverty, or illiteracy. All these things he would dismiss as trivial mental processes which will evaporate if thoughts are simply turned into more cheerful channels. This attitude is so unpleasant it bears some search for its real meaning. It is clearly not a genuine denial of evil but rather a horror of it. A person turns his eyes away from human bestiality and the suffering it evokes only if he cannot stand to look at it. By doing so he affirms the evil to be absolute, he looks away only when he feels that nothing can be done about it ... Mr Peale's book is not only inadequate for our needs but even undertakes to drown out the fragile inner voice which is the spur to inner growth.
Much like the serpent in Genesis Chapter Three said to Eve, “Surely you will not die, for God knows that when you eat from it your eyes will open and you will be like divine beings who know good and evil", the false prophets say you can be a disciple AND still be in control.  They tempt your ego and promise it a long life, if only you will do as they say. The cost is enormous: in exchange your inner voice is stilled. Now that's saccharine terrorism!

It's not that our problems are over when we choose to surrender our ego instead: we have to let go of things we have known and loved, but ... on the other side of that journey, we will find freedom. It's a freedom that cannot be grasped with our heads and the mind that is so celebrated by the false prophets. Let your heart lead you to surrender!

The freedom of God's Kingdom is not doing as you please. It's a journey on which we bind ourselves to our loving God, and, paradoxically, as we are binding ourselves firmly to God and God's Kingdom, we find freedom beyond all freedom. It's a journey of identity in which we move from understanding ourselves as unimportant and marginal, to perceiving that God wants to make us his own people.

The paths we have inherited do not count any more. The paths other people chose for us and told us to go do not count any more. The rules and roles of the past serve us no longer. Some folks in my family are still growling at the fact that I haven't stuck to the one career they decreed to be mine. I am not merely my vocation, be it a fisherman or a pastor, or teacher or musician or social worker; first and foremost I am a child of God, and so are you.

After surrender, there is a wonderful freedom to know that above all else, we are owned by God, and as such we are Children of God. Once we shift our self-understanding that way, our hearts are open. We realize we are not merely sinners, people who mess up and are fundamentally disordered and flawed; instead, we are human beings, made in God's image and glorious in God's eyes. As Irenaeus the Church Father put it, The Glory of God is a human being fully alive.

Until we surrender, we cannot be fully alive: we are anxious and nervous, and the expectations of others can paralyze and sadden us. We ache because we know we are not who we can be. But as soon as we surrender to the Lord and his Kingdom, we have no need to please the powers around us any more. We don't live to please others any more; we live for our owner, God, and His Kingdom.

Our repentance and our journey begin when we understand that God has come for us. When we follow our hearts and realize God wants to provide our deepest identity and our deepest freedom: God's love that makes us one with God, the universe and with one another. And when your reasons for being come from the inside, you will be truly free. Once you are truly free as a Child of God, it will be easy to answer the question: Why are you here?

UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT. It's the perfect way to describe someone who has been born again as a Child of God, one who is truly free because he surrendered! To surrender is following your heart to that deep freedom that can only be had when we become Children of God. Let go, my sister and my brother, let go and let God. Nothing will stay the same in your life:

Your complaints will turn into wonderment; your growls will turn into praises; your tears will turn into joy; your sadness will turn into dancing; your self-loathing will turn into self-love; your fears will turn to love and more and more love. And none of this will have happened because you followed the hogwash of "Positive Thinking"; it will have happened because you surrendered your ego.

All to Jesus I surrender, All to Him I freely give; I will ever love and trust Him, In His presence daily live. I surrender all,  I surrender all. All to Thee, my blessed Savior, I surrender all.

Nothing, nothing, nothing will stay the same once you open your heart and surrender to God and God's loving will for you.

Mark 1:14-20

06 June 2011

Of Disciples and Caterpillars


"Lord, is this the time when you will restore the kingdom to Israel?" Clearly, the disciples are stuck in their own small world. Looking backwards, they long for the return of the "good old days", much like some church members demand of us pastors that we bring back the days "when there were hundreds of children in Sunday School".

Jesus responds by re-directing their expectations and expanding their horizons: "It is not for you to know the times or periods that the Father has set by his own authority. But you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you; and you will be my witnesses in Jerusalem, in all Judea and Samaria, and to the ends of the earth." And with that, he ascends to heaven. 

If Pentecost hadn't happened soon after this, the disciples might have fallen for a fear monger like infamous Mr. Camping (whose doomsday prediction for May 21 didn't pan out). It isn't easy when you are told that looking backwards is not going to help you, and it's harder still when there is no certainty. "It is not for you to know", says Jesus, "but you will receive power when the Holy Spirit has come upon you". When we are told of new horizons and no certainty (at least not the sort we want), we are being called to a journey of faith, but fear will be hovering just around the corner.  "Cast all your anxiety on him, because he cares for you", says the writer of First Peter, but sometimes hanging on to what we know seems so much more comforting.

Change is hard. That is the theme of G. Eustace Owen's poem "The Butterfly", in which a beautiful butterfly comes upon a crying caterpillar. Asked what happened to him, the caterpillar wails about being robbed of his brother.



As they talk, the butterfly tells the caterpillar, "It's me, your brother", explaining to the caterpillar that his brother wasn't lost, but has been transformed into a new life. The caterpillar responds with bitter scorn and accuses his butterfly brother of trying to make fun of him.  It's not like the butterfly doesn't try -- much fo the poem is spent with his loving attempt to get through to his brother -- but the poem ends when the butterfly realizes that all the love and care he brings to his brother are to no avail:

The butterfly gave up the struggle. ‘I have,’ he said, ‘no more to say.’
He spread his splendid wings and ascended Into the air and flew away.
And while he fluttered far and wide, The caterpillar sat and cried.

The caterpillar doesn't understand of what his brother talks. He doesn't believe. He prefers to close himself to the possibility of another life.  Seeing his brother ascend into the air, he grumbles that he is too smart to believe in fairy tales.  So it is with the disciples before Jesus yanks them away from their fear, and so it is with many others who have trouble with change.

How can a caterpillar trust a butterfly? The caterpillar only knows his own experience. He lives in a totally different dimension, on a different plane, in a separate reality. How can a caterpillar believe that some day he will fly into the skies? He only knows crawling on the ground. He is encaged in his shell, he knows nothing about his possible wings. He knows nothing about his potentiality.

When Jesus said, "I am the son of God", people became very angry - caterpillars angry at the butterfly; and the caterpillars gathered together, and they killed the butterfly.  Extraordinary courage is necessary to consider that there is something beyond that which we can understand and control, and that this "other" actually can change our lives to the better.  Extraordinary courage is necessary for people to change, for society has fed our egos and our minds so well that we are programmed to stick to what we know.

How about you? Will you shut yourself up because you prefer a safe life in perfect misery?  Or will you consider the possibility that indeed you too could be ascending into a new life?  Will you choose to hang on to what you know, always looking back and wailing about what you have lost?  Or will you let Jesus wake you up?

Fear or Faith, the choice is yours.

Acts 1: 6-14

08 May 2011

Jerusalem and Emmaus: The Ongoing Journey

One fine full-moon night, a thief entered the hut of a Zen master. The thief had been successful at two other homes, but as he was looking around this house, he was disappointed to see that there was nothing to steal; the room was bare. And then suddenly he saw a man who was coming with a candle in his hand. The man said, with great kindness in his voice, “What are you looking for in the dark? Why did you not wake me up? I was just sleeping near the front door. Had I known you were coming, I could have shown you the whole house.” Because the master looked so simple and innocent, the thief said, “Perhaps you do not know that I am a thief.” The master replied, “That doesn’t matter, everybody has to be someone. The point is that I have been in the house for thirty years and I have not found anything, so let us search together! And if we can find something, we can be partners. I have not found anything in this house; I think it is empty.”

At this point, the thief got a bit scared; this man seemed strange. He said to himself: Either he is mad or, worse, who knows what kind of man he ? The more he stood there with this strange man, he wanted to leave.Besides, outside the master's house he had hidden the loot he had stolen from the other two homes. The master had only one blanket — that was all that he had — and it was a cold night. So when the thief turned to leave, he told him, “Don’t leave just like that, don’t insult me this way; otherwise I will never be able to forgive myself, that a poor man came to my house in the middle of the night and had to go empty-handed. Just take this blanket. And it will be good — outside it is so cold. I am inside the house; it is warmer here.” He covered the thief with his blanket. The thief was just losing his mind! He said, “What are you doing? I am a thief!”

The master said, “That does not matter. In this world everybody has to be somebody, has to do something. You may be stealing; that doesn’t matter, a profession is a profession. Just do it well, with all my blessings. Do it perfectly, don’t be caught; otherwise you will be in trouble.”



The thief shook his head and said, “You are strange. You are naked and you don’t have anything!” The master said, “Don’t be worried, because I am coming with you! Only the blanket was keeping me in this house; otherwise in this house there is nothing — and the blanket I have given to you. I am coming with you — we could live together. You seem to have a few things; it is a good partnership. I have given my all to you. You can give me a little bit; that will be right.” The thief could not believe it! He just wanted to escape from that place and from that man. He said, “No, I cannot take you with me. I have my wife, I have my children, and my neighbors, what will they say? — `You have brought a naked man!’” He said, “Alright then. I will not put you in any embarrassing situation. So you can go, I will remain in this house.”

But as the thief was leaving, the master shouted, “Hey! Come back!” The thief had never heard such a strong voice; it was like a knife. He had to come back. The master thundered, “Learn some courtesy. I have given you the blanket and you have not even thanked me. So first, thank me; it will help you a long way. Secondly, going out — you opened the door when you came in — close the door! Can’t you see the night is so cold, and can’t you see that I have given you the blanket and I am naked? I have no problem with your being a thief, but as far as manners are concerned, I am quite peculiar. I will not tolerate this kind of behavior. Say thank you!” The thief had to say, “Thank you, sir,” and he closed the door and escaped.

The thief could not sleep the whole night. Again and again he remembered...he had never heard such a strong voice, such power. And the man had nothing! He inquired the next day and he found out that this was Ryokan, a great Zen master known all over the country. He had not done well by this master, and he felt bad about it. It was absolutely ugly to steal from that man; he had nothing. But he was a great master. The thief said, “That I can understand myself — that he is a very strange kind of man. Remembering him, a shivering goes through my body. When he called me back I could not run away. I was absolutely free, I could have taken my loot and run away, but I could not. There was something in his voice that pulled me back.”

Well, after a few months the thief was caught during one of his robberies and was hauled to court. There the magistrate asked him, “Can you name a person who knows you in this vicinity?” He said, “Yes, one person knows me” ... and he named Master Ryokan. The magistrate said, "That’s enough — call Master Ryokan. His testimony is worth that of ten thousand people. What he says about you will be enough to give judgment.”

They found Ryokan and brought him. The magistrate asked the master, “Do you know this man?” He said, “Know him? We are partners. He is my friend. He even visited me one night in the middle of the night. It was so cold that I gave him my blanket. He is using it, you can see. That blanket is famous all over the country; everybody knows it is mine.”  The magistrate said, “He is your friend? And does he steal?” The master said, “Never! He simply couldn't do such thing! He is such a gentleman that when I gave him the blanket he said to me, `Thank you, sir.’ When he went out of the house, he silently closed the doors. He is a very polite, nice fellow.” The magistrate said, “If you say so, then all the testimonies of the witnesses who have said that he is a thief are canceled. He is free to go.”

The master went out and the thief followed him. The master said, “What are you doing? Why are you coming with me?” He said, “Now I can never leave you. You have called me your friend, you have called me your partner. Nobody has ever given me any respect. You are the first person who has said that I am a gentleman, a nice person. I am going to sit at your feet and learn how to be like you. From where have you got this maturity, this power, this strength, this seeing of things in a totally different way?”

The master said, “Do you know that night how bad I felt? You had gone; it was so cold. Without a blanket sleep was not possible. I wept that night, that thieves should learn a few things. At least they should inform a day or two ahead when they come to a man like me, so we can arrange something, so they don’t have to go empty-handed. ... It is good that you remembered me in court; otherwise those fellows are dangerous, they might have mistreated you. That very night I offered to come with you and be partners with you. Then you refused, but now you want to come. Of course, you can come. Whatever I have I will share with you. But it is not material: it is something invisible.”

The thief said, “That I can feel; it is something invisible. But you have saved my life, and now it is yours. Make whatever you want to make of it. I have been simply wasting it. Seeing you, looking in your eyes, one thing is certain — that you have some sort of power to change me. Please don't make me leave you; I have fallen in love.”

Zen master Ryokan was not afraid of the thief; he didn't despise him; he didn't judge him; he didn't tell him he had to change. He simply accepted him and shared the little he had, -- and the thief was amazed at the power this naked man began to have over him.

He Qui: Walk to Emmaus

Like Zen master Ryokan transformed the thief with his love and showed him glimpses of a new life, Jesus transformed the two sad disciples walking to Emmaus. They were hopeless, convinced that their hope had died on the cross, and they were clueless, blinded to the divine presence right in front of them by their pain and suffering.

Much like a good therapist, Jesus invites them to talk ("What things in Jerusalem? Tell me!") and as he gets a sense of how forelorn and sad they are, he "softly and tenderly" reinterprets their dim view of the world. He reminds them that their Master, as the Christ announced by the prophets, has proclaimed a new world, and lived and acted for the sake of that new world, even as he was consistent in holding up reconciliation and peace against violence and hate, all the way to his death on the cross.

They glimpse for the first time that his death was indeed a new beginning. They realize that their Master has destroyed the chain that links violence to more violence, and destruction to more destruction. They see that he destroyed that chain that has kept everyone from living; he destroyed the chain that made everyone powerless in the face of death and allowed death to win every time.

Even as they have been transformed, knowing that the cross is the end of the reign of death, they know that the new road they are on doesn't lead them outside of the world. It leads them right back into the place of disappointments and problems and difficult experiences and defeat and suffering and fear.

And so it is with each of us. We walk from one Jerusalem experience of doubt, suffering and pain to the corresponding Emmaus experience filled with peace, hope and joy. But eventually life's twists and turns will land us in another Jerusalem where our hopes get crucified and our dreams get killed, and then to another Emmaus where hopeless and clueless believers get restored.  And so it goes on ... yet because of the Resurrection, there is no senseless repetition.

Our journey has a direction. Because we know where we are going, we will "get better at it".  Because we know that wherever we go that Jesus is going ahead of us, we won't be walking alone. Because the Reign of God is closer than ever before, there is joy in the journey even when it gets tough again.

Luke 24: 13-35

24 April 2011

Er Ist Wahrhaftig Auferstanden! He Is Risen Indeed!

Christ Is Risen. He Is Risen Indeed!  The story of cross and empty tomb only has meaning if we are willing to LIVE that story. Unless we are serious about embodying the truth of the resurrection with our lives, we lose its power.  Brian Wren and Adolfo Perez Esquivel will help me make that point.

Wren's 1989 poem reminds us of the "Power To Change" inherent in the Good News. Perez Esquivel's picture "Triumph of Life" depicts the Resurrected Christ leading a march of landless Campesinos, with the ships of the conquistadors and the factories of globalization in the background. 


A body, broken on a cross, with watching women's helpless grief,
and men in heedless, headlong flight, through fear, despair or disbelief --
in this, though still we find it strange, are life, and hope, and power to change.

A people weaponless and weak, not many wealthy, great or wise,
but women, laborers and slaves, absurd to Greek and Roman eyes,
their Caesar's rages could forgive, out-die, out-suffer, and out-live.

Adolfo Pérez Esquivel: Station 15: Triumph of Life 


And still today, abroad, at home, from suburb or from shanty-town,
the Spirit's new, surprising word, in ours or other faiths, or none,
our sad routines will disarrange with gospel-hope of power to change.

When disillusion chains our feet and might and money turn to dust,
when exile, desert, or defeat have left us nothing else to trust,
at last our spirit understands the strength of peaceful, nail-scarred hands.

A nation drifting in decline can turn to just and loving ways,
and people empty, bruised, ashamed, can find rebirth to joy and praise,
and churches, wakened, can exchange a huddled death for power to change.

("Power to Change" by Brian Wren)

If indeed we have "decided to follow Jesus" (as we sang at St. Paul's on Good Friday), our place is NOT with the mighty ones, but with those "sinned against", those who are oppressed and pushed to the margins. Christ Is Risen. He Is Risen Indeed! Hallelujah!

Matthew 28: 1-10

P.S. For more reading on Holy Week and Easter, take a look at my "Holy Week Companion", found on my website, at http://sites.google.com/site/fritzwendt/theologycabinet -- the links are in the middle of the page.