Relationships

Two Houses. One Longing.

“After the festival was over, while his parents were returning home, the boy Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem, but there were unaware of it.” Luke 2:43

After his parents spent three maybe five days apart from the 12 year old Jesus, and at least four of those days absolutely frantic about him, he tells his parents, “Why were you searching for me?

Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house.”

Now that is not what most of us would want to hear from a kid on the way to becoming an adult, even a young adult. But Jesus seems to have been tuned into his longings and doing something about them.

Some of us are quite tuned into our longings and grant them high value in our decision making. However, our vision of Christian maturity as a follower of Jesus, doesn’t just unleash every one of our longings as the finished and ultimate truth about us. We recognize that our own longings though they may be good are also susceptible to the kingdom of darkness.

Where there once was innocence now there is guilt.
Where there once was honour now there is shame.
Where there once was trust now there is fear.

In the Kingdom of Darkness guilt longs to be right, shame longs to be respected, and fear longs for security and strength. The answers provided by the Kingdom of Darkness bend us away from Jesus and His ways. We all grow up with some kind of vision even a warped vision of what it means to be a strong, secure, respectable, and righteous human. Warped visions will move toward control, greed, violence, and hateful contempt of Creation, people, including self, and of Jesus.

In the Kingdom of Jesus though guilt is forgiven, shame is covered, and fear is replaced with love. This is what the grace of Jesus accomplishes for us through His incarnation, crucifixion, resurrection and ascension. When we are living fully in this grace the power of longings and will  are gathered up in a conviction, “Didn’t you know I had to be in my Father’s house.” “I had to be.” This phrase get’s its urgency from a little greek word, “dei.” Sometimes translated “must,”so in some translations this passage reads, “Didn’t you know I must be in my Father’s house” or “I must be about my Father’s business.”

After Jesus’ baptism He would use the word “dei” to describe with urgency and necessity of the movement of his life toward the Cross. “The Son of Man must (dei) suffer many things and be rejected by the elders, the chief priests and the teachers of the law, and he must (dei) be killed and on the third day be raised to life.” (Luke 9:22)

Jesus knew that His longing to be in the things of His Heavenly Father required the Cross. He was compelled to move according to the heart and will of His Heavenly Father.

But Jesus also used the word to describe His movement into another house, the house of Zaccheaus. This wealthy tax collector had profited from his relationship with government officials, probably on both sides of the Roman / Jewish conflict in order to take advantage of many people. But on this day, he wanted to see “who Jesus was,

but because he was short he could not see over the crowd. So he ran ahead and climbed a sycamore-fig tree to see him, since Jesus was coming that way.

When Jesus reached the spot, he looked up and said to him ‘Zacchaeus, come down immediately.

I must stay at your house today.’

So he came down at once and welcomed him gladly.

All the people saw this and began to mutter, ‘He has gone to be the guest of a sinner.’

Wow! There it is again. Jesus links His longing to be in the affairs of His Heavenly Father with his actions. This time going to the house of Zaccheaus. 

“I must (dei) stay at your house today.”

Jesus invited Himself to home of a notorious and wealthy man who may have been considered by some to be a traitor, a cheat, a thief, a short man who made their lives mightily difficult. 

Jesus was not all about the religious house or Temple of God. Jesus is all about the interests of His Heavenly Father for people in any house, so that each person may be transformed as the temple of God.

The fruitfulness of actions are not always so obvious. But on this occasion the wisdom of Jesus’ actions are on display for us.

“But Zacchaeus stood up and said to the Lord, ‘Look Lord! Here and now I give half my possessions to the poor, and if I have cheated anybody out of anything, I will pay back four times the amount.’

Jesus said to him, ‘Today salvation has come to this house, because this man, too, is a son of Abraham. For the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost.’”

A Prayer:

O Spirit of God, 
I would tune my heart 
to the longings of Jesus,
but my ear lacks perfect pitch.
I open my heart so 
the Father’s heart 
might define 
my reputation.
Your grace must spark 
holy moments 
of redemptive fire 
so what really matters
remains.

Slow Earth Theology

Reflections on listening to people (folks living among the the Swinomish and Sauk-Suiattle tribes and the Heiltsuk First Nation) who are close to the land and seeking wellness when my own societal and theological impulses resist: I need a slow earth theology shaped by the Gospel.

Lately when I discuss the question “what have you been reading?” folk are surprised to hear of a Japanese missionary in Thailand. I’m re-reading Kosuke Koyama’s book Water Buffalo Theology. It was reprinted in a revised and expanded edition in 1999 to celebrate it’s twenty-fifth anniversary.

Koyama learned much from the farmers he lived among and served with in Thailand. The lessons are evident in the first chapter, “Theological Situations in Asian and the Mission of the Church.” He moves through a series of theological reflections by moving geographically from Singapore to Thailand to China to Hong Kong to The Philippines to Indonesia to Myanmar to Vietnam to Japan to Taiwan and then back to the reader in order to talk about contextualization and indigenization and what he calls authentic contextualization.

I can’t summarize all his work, however, I do want to suggest that a full-bodied discipleship with Jesus that seeks to bring God’s Word and the Gospel to bear in all of our relationships — with God, with people, with self, and with the stuff of earth must be what Koyama calls “slow theology” and “an eretz or earth theology.” His introduction to Singapore contains both concepts. Slow theology is inefficient. It’s human. It seems to run counter to our desire to be efficient — that is fast. It may be helpful for us to see a bit of what Koyama writes of Singapore:

Is not the biblical God an “inefficient” and “slow” God because he is the God of the covenant relationship motivated by love? He walks forty years in the wilderness with his people, speaks through the “ox-cart” history of three generations of the united monarchy, twenty kings of Judah and nineteen kings of Israel, exile and restoration, diaspora, and so on. Isn’t this simply too ‘inefficient’ and ‘slow’… The image of the cruified Christ (‘nailed down’ — the ultimate symbol of immobility, the “maximum slowness”) is an intensification of the forty years wandering in the wilderness. Can this “immobile,” inefficient Christ speak to “mobile-efficient” Singaporean’s? How are we to retain “being slow” in Singapore, which is constantly getting to be fast?”

To realize that the bilabial God is “slow and inefficient” in the midst of Singapore life–is this “salvation today?”

What kind of lifestyle would communicate salvation in the “slow God” in Singapore?

The whole of Singapore is after money (as is the case in Japan). Shall we just say, “You cannot serve God and mammon” (Matt 6:24) and sit down? What is the missiologically meaningful interpretation of this passage?

Thousands of people are living in concrete square boxes (government housing project). Some of them live on the fifth floor or on the nineteenth floor. Their lives have been “uprooted” from the ground. “Distance from the ground” is causing psychological problems. “To be human” is “to be on the ground,” particularly for the Singapore Malays. Theological “erets-ology is needed (erets=earth in Hebrew, see Gen. 1:1).

Water Buffalo Theology, 25th Anniversary Edition, p. 4.

I believe the lack of a grounded theology of place and of people in evangelical theology alienates us from each other and from what Jesus, who makes all things new, would have us do together as wise stewards. Our discipleship is incomplete if we always just want to send people away and have them look forward to Heaven.

Here’s two examples of a people in a grounded and local context trying to respond to the impact of people who came through and continue to just act fast. I believe slow and erets theology can emerge within Christian engagement as neighbours, however, we are going to have to slow down and listen just as Kosuke Koyama did in Thailand.

Our neighbours south of us (in Vancouver, BC) the Swinomish and Sauk-Suiattle tribes are working to restore salmon habitat along Nookachamps Creek, a tributary of the Skagit River near Mount Vernon, Wash. The way they talk about this work and the horizon they maintain for their labour is important to me. For one it’s a slow work. They believe with scientists that their labour may take as many as 90 years before the salmon recover. Second their work is not “an environmental project” abiding in isolation from a people. Rather, the work is part of their vision of wellness or health for the people who live there.

Jamie Donatuto, a graduate of the University of British Columbia who serves as the tribe’s environmental health officer, and Larry Campbell, a 71-year-old tribal elder, have created a tool, Indigenous Health Indicators, to include the land, the cultural connections to a history and people there, their inter-relationships with the creatures and each other in this space. They are entering into a grounded slow work of restoration and community revitalization. (See The Washington Post, An ancient people with a modern climate plan, Jim Morrison, 24 November 2020)

I am also seeing the same impulse for a grounded and slow work among the Haíɫzaqv (Heiltsuk) through the leadership of Jess Housty in Bella Bella to north of us in Vancouver. She recently highlighted how their sense of personhood linked to the land and their labour together as a people brings them into conflict with what we might call “fast” practices and perspectives contained in all colonial impulses:

My family and community taught me that I’m part of a culture and knowledge system that have thrived for millennia because they are perfectly adapted to the world around us. Our identity is inseparable from our lands and waters, and protecting them is a sacred obligation to return the care they show to us. This often pits us against extractive industries and western values, but it’s who we are.

(The National Observer, This Heiltsuk activist wants sovereignty and self-reliance for her community, Patricia Lane, 23 November 2020)

Jess’s persistent work has been so encouraging to read and follow over the past couple of years. I find her deep emotional and relational connection to the land (and waters) so encouraging when she recalls the sinking of a tugboat full of oil in Gale Pass, October 2016. She reminds me of the trauma my mother felt when the land in North Georgia that she had tended with her family as a child was bulldozed and scarred by a drunk man on an excavator. Jess says,

I was the Heiltsuk incident commander during much of the six-week emergency phase. We had to fight to ensure the deep local knowledge of Heiltsuk responders was respected, from marine conditions to sacred cultural sites. We started work before dawn and continued past nightfall. We watched hundreds of non-local responders cycle through relief shifts while we had no choice but to keep working. They brought a professional detachment to their work that does not exist for Heiltsuk people; we responded to that spill from a place of deep attachment to our homelands.

Our laws and values invested us fully in that work because homelands and non-human kin were in the balance. I struggled every day knowing that my ancestors had cared for our territory for millennia, yet this incident was unfolding on my watch. The impacts of that traumatic time still linger in the form of depression and PTSD, but embracing the insights and lessons from that time is part of how I’m shifting the framework of my story from one of trauma to one of resilience. (National Observer, 23 November 2020)

Professional detachment verses deep attachment.

Because the evangelical impulse has typically been attached to several generations of highly mobile people we may not have done the theological work necessary for treasuring the deep attachments people may have to each other, to their ancestors, and to a land. We have valued fast theology: how to plant churches quickly – and sky theology: Jesus is coming back and will rapture us. In doing so we have neglected the weightier matters wrapped up in slow earth theology: justice, mercy and faithfulness. I wonder if Jesus would also say to us, “You should have practiced the latter, without neglecting the former.” (Matt 23:23)

So what to do as local community theologians? Let’s slow down and get to know a neighbour connected to the land through their history, their ancestors, and by some practices of sustenance. I am not sure that it is enough as Wendell Berry says, to “leave the regions of our conquest… and re-enter the woods.” (Wendell Berry, Native Hill) I think we need to get to know and listen to folks who have survived the conquestors.



Notes

1. Kosuke Koyama, Water Buffalo Theology, 25th Anniversary Edition, p. 4.

2. (See The Washington Post, An ancient people with a modern climate plan, Jim Morrison, 24 November 2020)

3. (The National Observer, This Heiltsuk activist wants sovereignty and self-reliance for her community, Patricia Lane, 23 November 2020)

4. Wendell Berry, A Native Hill, p. 27. Here’s the quote in context:

“Until we understand what the land is, we are at odds with everything we touch. And to come to that understanding it is necessary, even now, to leave the regions of our conquest – the cleared fields, the towns and cities, the highways – and re-enter the woods. For only there can a man encounter the silence and the darkness of his own absence. Only in this silence and darkness can he recover the sense of the world’s longevity, of its ability to thrive without him, of his inferiority to it and his dependence on it. Perhaps then, having heard that silence and seen that darkness, he will grow humble before the place and begin to take it in – to learn from it what it is. As its sounds come into his hearing, and its lights and colors come into his vision, and its odors come into his nostrils, then he may come into its presence as he never has before, and he will arrive in his place and will want to remain. His life will grow out of the ground like the other lives of the place, and take its place among them. He will be with them – neither ignorant of them, nor indifferent to them, nor against them – and so at last he will grow to be native-born. That is, he must reenter the silence and the darkness, and be born again.”

5. I should say that I have never met the people referenced in the two articles. However, the articles over the past couple of days have tapped into the habits of relating, reading, and listening that I have been nurturing for the past several years.

Rolling With Evangelicals

The freedom afforded to Christians in North America would probably be considered miraculous by the first disciples of Jesus and the churches initiated by the witness and ministry of the Apostles. I really have little to complain about. I am so grateful; this gratitude only grows as I intercede for sisters and brothers in Christ who are pressured and oppressed, tortured and killed, because of their witness to Jesus as Lord today in other places around the world. 

I am not saying that pressure and social exclusion doesn’t happen in North America because of our confession of Christ; but I am saying that in spite of the fear expressed by some of my brothers and sisters within evangelical institutions, we are enjoying immense amounts of freedom. 

Our inclination within in protestantism is to find something to resist. But the main goal of evangelical resistance has unfortunately become protection of our freedoms rather than a persistent resistance of the kingdom of darkness and its intent to kill, steal, and destroy the precious lives of people through greed which is idolatry and apathy, exploitation and violence, hate and the accompanying shadow of unbelief cast over the knowledge of God. People who don’t know Jesus still have a longing for righteousness, so they protest. But we refuse the protest because we have alienated ourselves from and envisioned ourselves as above or better than the crowd. (1. Jennings)

Not only have we have forgotten how to protest, but we have situated ourselves in enclaves of power so that any protest not initiated within our own institutions must be resisted. For the past year I have pleaded with some evangelicals to abandon the following: the exaltation of  patriarchy over women, the demonization of anyone who acknowledges the reality of racism and violence towards other humans, a rage towards those who plead for creation care by calling for limits to our consumption, and a contempt of the poor and those who seek refuge because their own countries of origin have become inhospitable toward them.

In my own pain and in my own impulse to resist I am left to wonder at times, “Who am I?” I have degrees from three institutions whose histories are inextricably linked to racism and the idolatry of slavery. I have been a part of and served in six congregations in this Southern Baptist stream and now lead a seventh. Sometimes I sort out the pain I feel by saying, “I’m a little b baptist.” Other times I answer the question of who I am by retreating to the answer formed by the question, “Who loves you?” I am loved by Jesus, and so I belong to Him.

I rarely use the word evangelical to describe myself. Yet, I am located in this stream. I am evangelical. (2. Foster)

Some folks would like to distance themselves from evangelicalism, especially the American Patriot variety. Dear Andy, I get it! (3. Green) Perhaps what we really want to do is distance ourselves from the tribalism that has centred around allegiance to one political figure or party. Perhaps what we want to do is distance ourselves from meanness. Perhaps what we want to do is distance ourselves from undisciplined emotional lives and unmitigated hostility toward the complexities uncovered in the study of history, theology and science. Perhaps what we want to do is distance ourselves from white christian nationalism.

The challenge of locating myself within evangelicalism doesn’t have anything to do with my love for Jesus, high view of Scripture, delight in the Church, or zealous participation in the mission of God for the salvation of people in all their relationships. Actually those impulses keep me there as a messenger of the Evangel — Jesus Himself. He is good news for the poor and for all who will see. I don’t want to give over the word evangelical. The challenge comes when the very institutions located in evangelicalism and from which I came would spit me out. 

My ethics professor, Dr. Bill Tillman (4. Tillman) said that institutions are like rock tumblers. You come in as an unfinished rock with lots of edges. But the institution rolls you around and likes having you there as long as your edges will be knocked off. If you retain an edge, the institution will spit you out. It wants you to be smooth.

Confession — I’m a 9 on the enneagram. Hiding my edges is how I deal with the world. But here’s the thing, Jesus keeps chiselling away and He doesn’t just go after the edges. He goes after the smooth places and says, “Hey I don’t want you to conform to the world’s mold!” So Jesus seems to make me crossways with the world and with the institutions with whom I roll.  Somehow being with Jesus in His Word compels me not to hide, but to engage with the hostilities and enmities abounding around me so that the transforming power of the Spirit of God might be released in our lives.

I have a few friends who roll. That is — they practice some form of Jiujutsu. They love it. They roll. There are rules for engagement. There are communities that roll more generously and less viciously than others. My friends roll even though they have separated a shoulder, bruised a rib, pinched a nerve, and torn an ear. They stay and they roll because they have found a circle of friendship that fuels their desire for improvement.

Somehow I think I’m going to keep rolling with evangelicals. I find myself in-between a rock and a hard place. Even though I have sensitives shaped by histories of living at the edges of my Georgia small town society, of Catholic parents who landed in a baptist church, of serving in Vancouver, Canada as an immigrant, and of listening to lots of diverse university students, I’m going to keep rolling with evangelicals because evangelism matters to me. Sharing my life and making proclamation of Jesus and even entering into persuasive speech about life in Him, is restlessly generated in me by the Spirit of God as I read the Bible and try to locate myself in it and in the world.

There’s a common calling available here for evangelicals. We share this calling with so many followers of Jesus, so let’s roll! (5. A note about the metaphor.)

Notes: 

1. Willie James Jennings, After Whiteness: An Education in Belonging. See his discussion of how discipleship begins with the crowd.

2. Emma Green, writing about Andy Stanley in the Atlantic; The Evangelical Reckoning Begins.

3. Richard Foster, Streams of Living Water: Celebrating the Great Traditions of Christian Faith.

4. Dr. Bill Tillman, discussed this during an ethics class at SouthWestern Baptist Theological Seminary in 1991.

5. A note about the metaphor. “Rolling.” Perhaps this combative metaphor for evangelical fellowship is appropriate but is also critiqued in Jennings work After Whiteness, especially in his discussion of the “right kind of theologian” sought out by the seminary and the academy. But I am after the sense of familial friendship I observed among friends who roll. At the end of the day they are not training for combat with each other, but for life in the world. For truly, we wrestle, but we wrestle “not against flesh and blood but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.” (Ephesians 6:12) I would rather that together we would wrestle in prayer like Epaphras who was a prayer wrestler. (Colossians 4:12-13 — “he is always wresting in prayer for you, that you may stand firm in all the will of God, mature and fully assured. I vouch for him that he is working hard for you and those at Laodicea and Hieropolis.”) I would rather that our rolling prepare us to be active with God in the world He loves. (Like Jacob who wrestled with God and became Israel but was received by Easu, his older brother who acted more in keeping with the Father’s Heart as shown us by Jesus in Luke 15 and thus participated in God’s transformation of Jacob.)

Recovering, by Aaron White

During the pandemic many of us had high hopes of being more productive. However, my list of things completed seems short. This week I finished and started a movie and I finished reading a great book.

My wife and I and our youngest watched the movie, My Octopus Teacher. This beautiful film gives us an inside look on a broken man rediscovering himself by getting outside of himself in nature. In an extraordinary moment of connection there is one prayer in the whole film. “God, I hope she is ok.” He prayed for the octopus! I believe it was also a prayer for himself; he needed to know recovery was possible.

Many of us have been praying through the pandemic, “God I hope we are ok.” In staff meeting a few weeks ago, we explored the observation, “When we get to the other side of the pandemic we may discover that more of us have addictions to something.” The merger between pain and loss, soothing and using, body and soul, exclusion and embrace makes any discussion of addiction seem complicated and at times bewildering.

Aaron’s White’s book Recovering: From Brokenness and Addiction to Blessedness and Community is a timely call to pastors and church members to meet Jesus honestly. We need honesty about ourselves; we need honesty about brokenness and our ragged hallelujahs. The book is filled with painful realities but always with hope. That’s how the beatitudes work. Jesus’s vision of life in His Kingdom holds together the realities of our brokenness and draws us into His promise of life and wholeness.

Aaron’s book is less a “how-to” and more of an invitation for movement toward each other with Jesus. I will let him summarize, “We are moving either in the direction of addiction and alienation or in the direction of connection with God and community. Relationship is heaven’s answer to the dislocation of addiction, both now and forever.”

I hope you will get a copy and read it with friends.

Prayer of the People, 2 October 2020

Heavenly Father,

We rejoice in the knowledge of you. We are known by you and we approach you as our Father for Your Son, Jesus Christ, has opened the way for us. Your Spirit confirms that we are your children; He has poured out your love into our hearts! Thank you for bringing us into your communion — the communion of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.

We delight in your church. Thank you for the people you have called from the kingdom of darkness into the Kingdom of your Son. We come from many places and we all have a story of being intercepted by your truth and your grace. You saved us from our sin, from despair, from deceit, and from the powers arrayed against the true knowledge of You.

Thank you for the person who showed us Jesus. In all of our original stories, somebody posted up right inside the gates of hell and announced the Good News of your Kingdom to us. They loved us and shared their true life with us. We thank you for these saints. Allegiance to Jesus as Lord became to us the most reasonable act of faith!

Your Church, Lord, is under pressure in many places so we intercede for them this morning. Grant your church Jesus’ courage and the wisdom of forgiveness so they can love under duress in China, Nigeria, Burkina Faso, North Korea, Mexico and Pakistan.

Awaken your church in Canada Lord. Awaken us so that we may watch with you and remember that our sins have been forgiven. Purify us through obedience to you so that we have a sincere love for each other. Help us love each other deeply from the heart in both word and in deed. Help us spur one another on to love and good deeds and not give up meeting together — even online during this pandemic. 

Disrupt our self-self-centred stupor. Awaken us to our neighbours. Help us to see others with a glimpse of your glory so we may love as you love and fulfill the mandate of your Kingdom. Give us new motivations! You teach us to pray: “May Your Kingdom come,” so we pray as you taught your disciples:

(Please join me in the Lord’s Prayer.)


Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
And forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one;
for yours is the kingdom,
and the power, and the glory, 
forever. 
Amen.

This prayer was part of the Origin Weekend Broadcast on 2 October 2020.