Sunday, September 14, 2014

September 14: Seventy by Seven Fold

 In Genesis chapter 4, Lord says that whoever kills Cain will suffer a sevenfold vengeance. The violence has escalated.  Cain killed Abel and now the Lord knows it will only escalate.  The Cycle has begun.  And later in the same chapter, Lamech (the sixth or eighth generation after Adam—depending on which chapter of Genesis you are reading) Lamech escalates the violence even further---vowing to seek vengeance  seventy by seven fold!  Whew!  That’s a lot of violence.

Syria.  Iraq.  Israel. Palestine. South Sudan.

300 girls in Nigeria kidnapped by a terrorist group.

On an average day in the United States of America, there are 308 acts of shooting and 86 deaths due to gun violence.

In American schools, 71% of students say that bullying is an ongoing problem and more than 1 in 3 students have received threats online.

Just within one week, the Nigerian government reported that more than 6,000 people fled their homes after Boko Haram militants stormed at least four villages and killed hundreds of people.

On average in the United States, 24 people per minute are victims of rape, physical violence or stalking by an intimate partner— more than 12 million women and men over the course of a year.[i]

Are you thinking---enough already?  It is overwhelming.  And hard to know what to do.  We can begin to figure out how we might help when it is an individual in front of us (although even that is difficult and complex), but when we hear these huge numbers that are nationwide and worldwide---we don’t know where to begin.  And the uncertainty of not knowing where to begin can cause us to kind of become paralyzed or numb to the problem---we feel we can’t fix it, so we ignore it.

Understandable.  But as people who follow Jesus, we cannot ignore it.  What does Jesus have to say about this?  What is Jesus’ answer for all this violence—this escalation of seventy by seven fold of human cruelty and injustice enacted upon humanity?

“Then Peter came and said to him, ‘Lord, if another member of the church sins against me, how often should I forgive?  As many as seven times?’  Jesus said to him, “Not seven times, but, I tell you, seventy-seven times.’”  Another way this is proclaimed in Scripture is: seventy by sevenfold times.

Clever Jesus.  Do you hear what he just did there---talking to these people who know the Old Testament, the stories, the trajectories.  Where Adam’s 6th or 8th generation descendent, Lamech, escalated human violence through vengeance---seventy by seven fold,----Jesus turns that on its head and says: Nope, that’s not how humanity, that’s not how God’s Created, God’s people are meant to act.  Instead of seventy by sevenfold vengeance, we are to live and move and have our being through forgiveness---seventy by sevenfold----forgiving over and over and over.  As Jesus has shown us---even when people don’t request it or earn it or deserve it.  Forgiveness, God says, Forgiveness, Jesus shows---is the answer to the world’s problem of violence and brokenness.

Maybe you’re thinking---“Well, I don’t know how my forgiving that rat-fink Donald is going to do anything about the violence in Syria…..”  But, let’s just take a closer look at this forgiveness and see what we find about how it works.

First of all, forgiveness isn’t about the other person.  I used to think forgiveness was kind of a gift or a reprieve I was giving someone else.  Silly me.  Sure, sometimes forgiveness helps the other person to feel released and free---but forgiveness is all about releasing and freeing me.  Releasing me from my anger and bitterness.  Freeing me from my despair and despise of others.  Healing me from the wounds that have come from others’ hands and words---but also the wounds that have come from my reliving and replaying the injustice or violence I received.

Forgiveness is all about a changed heart---my changed heart---regardless of the status of the heart of the person I am angry with or the person who hurt me.  It’s about my heart. 

When I was teaching, I would see students fill their backpacks with every book, folder, and notebook needed for the day---they always declared there was not enough passing time to get back to their locker.  So, they carried it all in the their backpack….all day long. And by the end of the day, they hurt.  Their face was weary.  Their bodies were bent.  But, still, they carried it all around.  Even after the passing time was lengthened.  They continued to declare that it was “easier” to simply carry it all rather than to take things out of the pack until they were needed.  The joy and the energy they had in the morning was sucked clean out of them by the end of the day.

In college, a friend asked me to be a part of a “science” experiment.  Again, silly me, I said, “Sure!”  She gave me a class of cold, pink liquid and asked me to take a drink.  I made her assure me that it was harmless.  I drank a long drink.  Yum!  Refreshing.  It was so pleasant and it quenched my thirst.

Then she took out a dropper with clear liquid in it.  She told me she was going to put one drop in the glass and have me take another drink to report if there was any change.  Again, I asked if it was harmless; she said, “Of course.”  She put in one, small drop.  Stirred.  I drank.

Nasty.  Ruined.  What had been pleasurable and quenching was now disgusting and bitter.  The very character of the beverage had been transformed.  With one, small drop.

Anger.  Bitterness.  Resentment.  Woundedness.  These are our overloaded backpacks and that small drop of clear liquid to our hearts, our spirits.  When, like my students, we are determined to carry them around instead of letting them go, they change us.  They make us tired, hurt; our faces and words become ugly; our hearts become hardened.  Our very characters change.  Where we were once pleasant, we become bitter.  Just one drop can change how we see and live and choose.

We avoid people.  We avoid situations.  We avoid places.  We would rather carry around our anger, our bitterness, our woundedness, our disappointment than to have the conversations that are necessary for reconciliation and healing---the face to face conversations.  Rather than to confront “our enemy” (whom Jesus calls us to love), we plan our days, our routes, and our calendars so we can pretend that they no longer exist.

Or, worse yet, we decide since we’ve been hurt---we can just hurt them right back.  Ratcheting up the violence---seventy by sevenfold---ignoring the call to forgiveness because we have our righteous indignation to keep us warm at night.

You know, forgiveness is hard work.  It’s messy.  It often takes quite a bit of time.  And the other person may not be interested.  But, whether the other party decides to become engaged in the act of reconciliation or not---it is still our work to do.  Because forgiveness is about our right relationship with God.  Forgiveness is about our heart---our Spirit----our being.  

Bishop N.T. Wright put it this way: "Forgiveness is like the air in your lungs. There's only room for you to inhale the next lungful when you've just breathed out the previous one. If you insist on withholding it, refusing to give to someone else the kiss of life they may desperately need, you won't be able to take any more in yourself, and you will suffocate very quickly." – (Matthew for Everyone)

Still, what does any of this have to do with Syria or domestic violence or gun violence or Nigerian schoolchildren?  We make a difference in the world by how we live in the world.  When we live and love and move from forgiveness, then we see the world differently and we respond to what’s happening differently.  We ask our politicians to respond in certain ways; we elect people who will respond in different ways.  We use our resources and gifts in different, life-giving, forgiveness-centered ways.

And, perhaps most importantly, we live differently with others---creating a small circle of reconciliation.  Which ripples out into the community---creating a slightly bigger circle reconciliation---which ripples out into the surrounding people of that community….and so on and so on and so on. Seventy by seven fold.

Remember, we are the light.  The light that is lit from Christ’s light. And light can be reflected and shared and spread.  It all begins within us.  How each one of us chooses to live.  When each one of us chooses to live forgiveness---it cause a wrinkle in the fabric of life---a wrinkle that softens our hearts and the hearts of others---changing hearts of stone into hearts of flesh.

In her book Seeking Enlightenment; Hat by Hat, author Nevada Barr reflects on hearing the passage we heard last week when Jesus reminds us that whatever we bind or let go of on earth is also bound or let go of in eternity; she writes this;
To me it sounded not as if a power to forgive or not forgive was being bestowed but rather the apostles were being reminded, perhaps warned, that every transgression they did not forgive would be retained.  Retained by them, by us, by me.  Carried by me, fed, watered, and hauled from place to place by me.  Or I could forgive and be free.

The evildoer would continue to exist doing what he does, repenting or not.

I would continue to exist.

But the evil itself would be over, gone, done, history as in no longer is, not happening.  I realized what had been alive and biting was not the original evil but my oft-rehearsed, dearly held memory of evil.

My definition of forgiveness is a sigh, very like a sigh of relief, on which the memory of evil is breathed out.

With letting go of the memory, discontinuing the incessant replaying of pain, and instead feeling the unmitigated overness of the evil, the evildoer looks quite different: flawed, like me; a child of God, like me.  Forgiven. Like me.        (page 21)


Beloved, God invites us to a life of forgiveness---a life of letting go of anger, bitterness, hard-heartedness—a life of freedom, of large hearts, and clean spirits---Say yes!  For God’s sake, for Creation’s sake, for your heart’s sake: Say yes!

Friday, September 5, 2014

September 5: Useful Lives

"What makes monastic life useful to God is the space it gives him."  
p. 110, Punkmonk by Andy Freeman and Pete Greig

What a wonderful image---and reality---monasticism as the practice of making space for God.  Several years ago now, I heard a wise nun describe the contemplative, religious life as a gathering of people who held the world in prayer.  She explained that as the rest of humanity ran around with our busy-ness and jobs (which she deemed as important and needed), the work of a religious was the thread of continuous prayer her community provided to hold the world up to God as it continued to spin on its axis.  That wisdom has stuck with me for several years now.

As I read this book about new monasticism, Punkmonk, and feel within myself this deep desire to creatively and fruitfully reveal God's Kingdom in this world through prayer, I am returned to Mother Hilary's description.  The power of prayer.  The value of prayer.  The ability of prayer to "make space for God"----space for God to do God's work within me and through me.  Within a community and through a community.

Prayer is an important and essential "space-maker," but so are the other aspects of a rule of life that all of us Jesus followers require in order to live this life of discipleship.  Sacrament---particularly Holy Communion---makes space for God.  By participating in the "re-membering," the "putting back together" of the Body of Christ---we meet Christ face to face (St. Ambrose of Milan) as if we are brought to a mirror in which we are invited to be bold enough to see our own selves---who we truly are----the beloved sons and daughters of God who are made in the image of God.

When we serve others, we make space for God because we are removing ourselves from the center of our being and doing and seeing.  When we worship in community, we make space for God because, again, we are called to make room for others---in hospitality and welcome, in acquiescing to another's preference, in letting go of individual comforts in order to have communal cohesiveness.  

Today I sit and drink my tea, read my book, as the cooler air outside and the children in the schoolyard remind me that summer is fleeting, and I am invigorated by the Holy Spirit reminding me of the necessity to make room for God.  And dreaming of the beauty that will come, not only in my life but also in the lives around me, as God inhabits more and more space within---I am inspired and renewed.  

Heavenly Father, grant me the will and desire to make space for you within me, so that like Mary, I might be empowered to give birth to Jesus in this world through my words, choices and actions----truly being a living member of the Body of Christ.  Amen.