Troy-think
Monday, June 6, 2011
Love Wins - Rob Bell
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Creative Potential
It's part of being human. These existential experiences we have in beholding and interacting with nature are core, central to our being. They point to the mysterious, to the ineffable, to the unattainable and, yet, inescapable essence of existence.
They point, if you'll permit my musing, to an indescribable and untamed creator. As streams of sunlight shoot across the sky in millions of endless directions, I can't help but imagine a much greater, much further, unmeasurable designer. One that knows and holds the boundaries of these seemingly boundless entities within nature and within humaninity. One that not only knows the endpoints of the sun's rays, but the depths of the human heart, of sorrow and of love, courage and fear.
It would (and does) seem to many that these things could not be more perfect. That the breathless experience of dew on roses or snow gathering in the heights of cascading mountains, of passion between two people, of the radient dance of the human community; reveals the perfection or at least perfection potential of current reality.
Religion tells a different story, though. Many speak of a time before, an earth that was, a proto-nature. The Judeo-Christian tradition tells of an Eden. In this lush garden, a garden that spanned hundreds of thousands of miles, existed the world's primal community of human and nature. It was a harmonious existence of pure perfection. All was as it should be. No pain, no fear, no death. In this ecosystem, the creator God lived in direct relationship with all others. It wasn't like the current predicament of God "here" and nature "there" or God in "heaven" and human on "earth." Perfect.
Something interesting happened next though, it it's not what you may expect. God, the gentle and kind leader of this society, commanded the two human beings to "Be fruitful and multiply, fill the earth and subdue it." (Gen. 1.28) This may not seem too odd at first glance. Especially to us as moderns who are not only acquainted with this verse and its meaning, but also with the whole reproduction system. We get that we have sexual organs and are inclined to use them and produce offspring. If we've spent any time in church, we also get that we're supposed to be "stewards," caring for and "subduing" the nature around us.
But, I want to challenge that interpretation. I think there's been a terrible mistake in translation and transmission. Through textual ancestory and cultural change, through countless Bible commentaries, studies, and formations...we've lost the true nature of this verse. Sure, it's just one verse in a few-thousand page text, but it's so much more than that. It's the first command given to humankind! The first of only two given in Eden.
My issue is with the word "fill." It is placed in the text in such a way that it logically follows the sentence before that speaks of our responsibility to reporduce (whether that's to be taken literally and/or figuratively, I can't say). In actuality though, "fill" is not the right word. The word is milaoo. It is the imperative form of the verb used to describe fullness. Not "to fill." The verb form in the text roots from the form used to say "The pitcher is full of water." There is a competely different Hebrew verb form for saying " I fill the pitcher with water." The second verb, "to fill," is active. The verb used in the Biblical text is the passive, the intransitive form that is adjectival in nature.
All that to say, the word is not "fill," but "be full." So God's not saying, simply, "fill the earth." God's saying to humanity, " make it so that the earth is full."
Wait a second! So, the perfect creator God made the world...in perfection...and yet told humanity "it's not full yet, make it full." God made an incomplete masterpiece...purposefully.
God made human beings "in our image." God made us to be creators. We were destined from the start of it all to co-create with God and, in so doing, to complete, to make full the world. We are hard-wired with creative potential.
It's not like the popular Christian narrative that speaks of our job as "restorers." Not exactly anyway. We aren't, in response to the Fall, in response to sin, aiming to restore the world back to a time before sin and pain. Creation was our job all along. It didn't start at the Fall.
The Fall messed things up bad. The entrance of human sin into the world severed us from God. God designed the "co-creating system" to work perfectly as we join him and learn how to create beautifully. So, we badly need to see and revel in the work of Jesus on the cross, the work that realigned us with God, the work that allows us to, once again, co-create and do so well. However, the Fall was not the start of human creative agency.
Creation is our identity. Whether it be through physical elements, ideas, relationships, family, etc... we are co-creators, co-dreamers, co-fillers of a beatiful masterpiece that God began long ago and left open for fulfillment, growth and change.
How captivating is the dance of humanity's God-ordained creativity! How soothing, how riveting the harmonies of instruments and lyrics of masterful musicians! How deep the strokes of brush touch the souls of those who view a finished canvas! How enchanting are the nimble motions of a skilled dancer or the speed and dexterity of a talented sportsman! How the poet's pen pierces deeper and higher than any warrior's instrument could hope to reach!
How marvelous is God, author and creator of all creation! Creation wrought through human hands, creation wrought by God's intent, creation made to fill the earth and make it full, to display and reflect the essence, the glory, of it's creator.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Namaste
That's one common way of translating this Indian greeting that normally circulates in Sikh and Hindu religious cultures, as well as commonly throughout the east. What a cool way to say "hello."
I have a general sense that Christianity has much to learn from the practices and structures of other global religions and that sense is confirmed on a weekly basis as I participate in a pluralistic society. This greeting is just another example. Although I've heard it many times, it really struck me today. Reading through the book of James in the Bible, I came across his famous section on the tongue. He spends near half the book talking about the severity of common speech, its rarely-credited power. How, in a word, a man can damn another or completely exalt him. How words are indeed the greatest and most pronounced action in human society. Then he says this, " With the tongue we praise our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men who have been made in God's likeness." (3.9)
It's a good reminder. It's certainly not a hidden message in the Bible. The Book is filled with moralisms on treating others with dignity and respect. Throughout, prophets and teachers remind the reader that "evil" originates in higher and darker places than the human soul; in principalities and structures. Thus, when we stand "against the world and worldliness," it is not a stance against individual people or even groups of people, but rather these mores and structures that have fostered evil on a global level for generations.
No, we should not interact with each other as fallen and evil. Then how should we understand and relate to each other? Namaste. "That which is of God in me honors that which is of God in you"..." That which God has graced unto me so that I can act and see rightly, that of God's love and God's image in me...acknowledges, upholds, and cherishes that which is of God's image and grace in you" Because, we are created God's image; we do behold and embody the glory of Jesus Christ. Because God has given us lenses through which to view the glory of his creation. This is the starting point of a conversation, of any interaction, of community in general. Namaste.
Monday, December 20, 2010
A word on my thesis...
The Gospel of Guilt
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Seminary Essay
Tuesday nights are wild here at New College. Smoke and drink, Funk and funky wardrobes usher in the second half of the week. It’s 10 pm. Students crawl from various studying nooks about campus to the central Promenade for the mid-week ritual. Tuesdays are Drunk Funk. The mass invites to neighboring colleges, the smell of the substances, and the thumping bass beckon any and all to rest from work and join our community in clamor and revelry.
It’s not that classes don’t start at 9am and it’s not that we don’t have plenty of work to be doing (because we’re at one of the top liberal arts colleges in the country). It’s not even so much about the booze and weed, because those can be had individually and many of us don’t even partake in the substances. It’s because New College recognizes two things: the need for rest and the joy of community.
While students at Harvard and the like are drilling away at equations and provocative literature without reprieve, we party. Because of our hippie persuasion, we have found a deeper need than simply toil and spoils.
We need rest. We need to just be sometimes for the sake of being. Rest reminds us that we are not success, we are not our goals or our society’s goals. It reminds us that there are greater things; things like love, passion, purpose, joy.
New College (with a 80% agnostic or atheist population) has taught me that God is all about rest. God created us to be and by just being we glorify him. Why? Because God made us in his image. Because, before the fall, before “original sin”, there was original glory. Because, far beyond the work of our hands, we were made to be God’s beloved creation.
This reminds me of the countless meetings I’ve attended and heard about at New College; the food drives, the tomato picker’s rights campaigns, immigration reform, picketing for better treatment of the Sarasota homeless; Earth Justice Squad meetings, the All Power to the Imagination Conference, signing petitions for better waste management in our cafeteria, brainstorming sessions for ecological reform on a national level.
New College students get things done, God things, because of rest, because of choosing being over succeeding. And because of community.
Back to Drunk Funk. Amidst the ambiance of smoke and sound, there is a fraternity, a commonality. I’m a Christian, many are not. But we are all human. We’re all sojourners of this life. We talk, eat, and live together. We even pray together on occasion. Tonight we rest together.
Community. No agenda. No Stereotypes. No divisions.
This is my testimony. It has become my vision and desire for the church. Not that we sacrifice the Truth of Jesus the Christ, because he is and forever shall be the only hope for creation. But that we truly embrace eachother. That we love.