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Tuesday, January 7, 2020

Fantasyland


Fantasyland: How America Went Haywire (A 500-Year History) is an entertaining presentation of the thesis that the culture of these United States tends to encourage the citizenry to entertain views and lifestyles not well-tethered to reality. In broad strokes, Kurt Andersen makes his case.

As a researched document, though, "Fantasyland" disappoints. Andersen has an annoying tendency to mention persons without giving their names. For example, this occurs twice on page 333, where he cites a "Pentecostal Christian author" and "the co-host" of the television program 20/20 without naming either. Obviously, these omissions make it difficult to check on his use of sources.

With regard to my areas of expertise (things Biblical, Christian and Church historical), Andersen disappoints still more. In footnote 12 to chapter 31, he describes Ephesians as having been "translated from ancient Hebrew to ancient Greek to Old Latin to New Latin to Middle English to Modern English…," which demonstrates breath-taking ignorance of Bible translation methodology and of the New Testament itself. In an earlier chapter, he identifies Jonathan Edwards, a Congregationalist, as an Episcopalian. Because his errors are so gross and unnecessary in this area, I suspect him of similar problems in the other fields he discusses.

Andersen has a provocative and fun argument to make, but I doubt he has backed it up very well. I'll continue to mull over his descriptions and ideas, but am not persuaded he writes from the realitiy-based perch which he seems to think he occupies. American may not actually be as haywire as he believes.

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Thomas the Disciple Presbyterian Church

(This homily was delivered at the devotional service which opened the April 7-8, 2015 stated meeting of the Presbytery of the Dakotas, OPC.)

It was, of all things, the television show Lost that brought me back to Thomas. In the fifth season, the darkly villainous (yet thoroughly and debilitatingly human) Ben observes that Thomas the Apostle is remembered for his doubt rather than his great bravery. By “bravery,” Ben refers to John 11, when Jesus announces he will go to Judea despite the fact his enemies there may kill him. Thomas “said to his fellow disciples, ‘Let us also go, that we may die with Him’” (John 11:16).

This is why I’ve decided on a new name for my imaginary Church plant. Just as young girls will choose names for their hypothetical children, many pastors keep a stock of Church names on hand should the occasion arise. While I am still partial to “Big Happy Rainbow Church (OPC),” I’ve now settled on the more likely “Thomas the Disciple Presbyterian Church.” Not “the Apostle,” for that might put one in mind of his post-Pentecost mission to the east, reputedly as far away as India. No, “the Disciple” because in John 11:16 Thomas summarizes the essence of Christian discipleship. What does it mean to go with Jesus, to follow him? It means to die with him.

Clearly, Thomas has taken to heart Jesus’ words in Mark 8:34: “Whoever desires to come after Me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross, and follow Me.” The commentaries observe that the Synoptic Gospels fall into two basic sections: before the Transfiguration, and thereafter when Jesus goes to Jerusalem and the Cross. True enough, but really, all our Savior’s life was lived along a road to Calvary. He came in order to die, and by his death to set us free from the sins which enslave us. But if we are set free, then we must die as well, die to the life we once lived and still do, captive to our lusts and vain ambitions. “For what will it profit a man if he gains the whole world, and loses his own soul? Or what will a man give in exchange for his soul?” (Mark 8:36-37)

As you know, two views on the number of ordained offices are in the OPC: the three-office view, and the Biblical view. The January and February 2014 issues of Ordained Servant ran a two-part polemic against the two-office position, a version of which later appeared in New Horizons. I didn’t quite understand its purpose: if it was to persuade, I suspect the persuaded were those who already held the three-office position. If it persuaded those of us who hold to the classic two-office, two-order position of anything, it was that the positions of power and influence on the Committee on Christian Education are held by three-office men, and that when our turn comes to hold those positions (as it inevitably will; these things tend to be cyclical), we should more modestly push our agendas. On whichever side of the question one finds oneself, I think we can all agree that this polemic’s most laughable assertion was that the two-office view tends to lead to dictatorial pastors.

“Laughable” because one’s view of office does not lead one to dictatorial impulses; instead, one’s vanity and pride lead to dictatorial impulses. Vanity leads pastors to confuse their personal preferences with Biblical principle, pride tempts them to say “my Church” without even the mental reservation that it is in fact the Lord’s Church, and vainglory makes them think their name on the sign out front will entice more visitors through the door. For all these reasons and more, pastors like running sessions (yes, I said “running,” and not “moderating”), and for most of us in the profession the cross we are called to take up is the crucifixion of our agendas and grand plans for our congregations. To minister, to serve through Word and sacrament, one must first be a disciple of Jesus. The minister must die with Christ so he will remember he is merely a minister: not only all power, but all wisdom itself, resides with him who came not to be served, but to serve.

And it is at precisely this point, just when they are beginning to feel a little holier-than-the-teaching-elders, that the ruling elders in our midst must be called to account. Pastors are not uniquely tempted by vanity; I exaggerate only slightly when I say to be male is to be vain. Why are pastors allowed to succumb to that sin? Because their elders, who are closest to them in their exercise of office and who, other than the pastor’s wife, are best situated to note the emergence of sinful tendencies, find it difficult to care for their pastors’ souls and so do not try. “The pastor is different from me, by temperament or background; I’m not automatically comfortable around him so I won’t try to befriend him.” “The pastor is quick-witted and always ready with a response; there’s no point in my trying to raise a concern with him.” “He’ll only be here for a few years anyway, and we can always force him out if he gets too big for his britches.” Jesus told his disciples they were his friends; immediately thereafter, they betrayed him. Caring for people, caring about people, sacrificially loving people, gives those people (whether they be pastors or Church members) the power to hurt and wound you. That, brothers, is your calling: to go with Jesus into the midst of sheep who act more like wolves, and there to die with him.

I do not know where your particular vanity lies, brother. I only know it is there. As Nathan the prophet said, you are the man: seek it out, repent of it, kill it, and die to self.

The Church officer who protects himself seems rather different from the one who lords it over others, but both have the same sinful problem: the man himself is at the center of his own thinking and ambition. The self must be removed, and the self can be removed only if he dies with Jesus. "For whoever desires to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for My sake and the gospel’s will save it” (Mark 8:35). Pastors must submit to the rule of their elders, and elders must love their pastors and congregants more than themselves. When we do so, we find Christ, for when we do so, we are following him. He died, and so we died; he rose, and in him and only in him do we live. We live with him so we may minister in his name and in the power of his Spirit.

Thomas’s invitation has never been more timely. As I write, the news this last week has been consumed with Indiana’s and Arkansas’s Religious Freedom Restoration Acts, which our mass media have persistently mischaracterized as intended to promote discrimination against individuals in private commerce. If such a mild assertion of First Amendment rights is met with such vehement distortion and disapprobation, the future looks rather dim for those of us inclined to stand on conscience whether or not we have constitutional protection. In the days to come, the temptation will be to fight those attacking us with the same mean-spiritedness with which they willfully distort our intentions and desires. Better, in fact necessary, to love those who hate us and to pray for those who spitefully use us, even if that means losing rights, privileges, buildings and pensions. The seed of the Gospel is watered by the blood of martyrs who are willing to go with Jesus and die with him.

That, brothers, is the witness of Thomas the disciple. Let us go with him so we may go with Jesus, and let us die with him. The crying need of the hour is not for pastors and elders who will fight; the fighting, too often, is just another symptom of the vanity. It is not time to stand and fight, but to stand and die.

Or better, to follow Jesus and die. Let us take up our cross and follow him. Let us find his death is sufficient even for our sins, and his resurrection and Spirit enough to accomplish in and through us his purposes for his Church, to his everlasting glory.


Amen.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Jerry, Tinky-Winky, & Culture Wars


[This essay was written in February of 1999. Before there were blogs, believe it or not.]

First, some background.  Teletubbies is a British television program designed specifically for children two and under.  It features a group of brightly-hued, fuzzy individuals with antennae who run around, sing, and fall down.  Apparently, the target audience loves the show.  I found watching it a bit like taking heavy medication, only more disorienting.

Of course, not just todd lers have televisions, and somewhat predictably, some (relatively) older individuals have become fascinated with the program in a hip, cynical, postmodern sort of way.  Also somewhat predictably, militant homosexuals have claimed, in their typically adolescent manner, that one of the characters, “Tinky-Winky,” is a gay transvestite.  This is because he definitely has a male voice, but carries what they claim is a purse.  Jerry Falwell weighed in on the matter  earlier this month, criticizing the Teletubbies’ alleged secret homosexual agenda in his National Liberty Journal.  According to news reports, Mr. Falwell observes that Tinky-Winky “is purple- the gay pride color;  and his antenna is shaped like a triangle- the gay pride symbol.”

What are we to make of this?  Is Mr. Falwell’s alert necessary?  Apparently not;  the producers of the show have stated that they’re not trying to promote homosexuality, and we have no reason to assume they’re lying.  Keep in mind that symbols can have different meanings.  Homosexuals use the rainbow as a sort of badge, but the Bible says it represents the Lord’s covenant promise to never again destroy the world by flood (Genesis 9:8-17).  The triangle, or delta, is the symbol for “change” in logic and science.  My Dictionary of Biblical Imagery says that purple suggests royalty.  Perhaps, then, Tinky-winky represents the Christian, who is changing into one who belongs to the King of Kings.  Or maybe he’s just a goofy purple dude with a magic bag, and not the next Ellen Degeneres.  To paraphrase Freud, sometimes a triangle is just a triangle.  Militant homosexuals claim that everyone is secretly gay.  The sane response to ludicrous statements is to ignore them, not publicize them.

The larger error here is adopting the worldview of militant homosexua ls.  One doesn’t have to imitate their sin in order to see homosexuality everywhere, as they do.  An analysis of popular culture which interprets Tinky-Winky as a gay icon mirrors that of militant homosexuals, even if it criticizes the Teletubbies.  It says the sinner is right:  this is his world, not ours.  The risk of waging a culture war this way, by affirming the wicked’s interpretation of things, is that one may very easily turn into one’s own adversary.

What, then, is the Biblical response to this situation?  How ought we engage our culture?  More to the point, how ought we engage the sinners in our culture?

Our response to homosexuals, in particular, ought be two-fold.  First, we must call them to repentance, pointing to Jesus Christ as the only hope for sinners.  Second, we should point out to them that attempts to legitimize their behavior by making it culturally acceptable are ultimately futile.  They cannot successfully cover their sins from God’s all-seeing, holy gaze, even if they can get United Methodist ministers to perform “union” ceremonies.  This two-pronged approach sums up what our interaction with our culture ought always be:  1) call sinners to repentance in Christ;  and 2) remind them that if they do not turn to Christ Jesus, they will face the certain judgment of the Lord.

At the same time, we must avoid the danger of becoming so obsessed with sin that we catalogue all the details of its practice.  We need not become experts on wickedness in order to call sinners to repentance.  All you need to know is that theft is a sin;  learning the best times for robbing convenience stores is unnecessary.  If we familiarize ourselves with sin to the extent that we adopt the sinner’s worldview, we will be unable to call them into a genuinely new life.  They may stop sinning, but they will continue to live in a world ruled by sin, and not the Lord.

Instead, our duty is to view the world Biblically, and to call others in our culture to do the same.  Scripture teaches that submission to the Lord means we focus the bulk of our attention on our own sin, not the disobedience of others (Matthew 7:5).  If you constantly look for wickedness, you will be sure to find it, sometimes even if it’s not there.  Are the Teletubbies promoting homosexuality?  Really, the question is not worth asking.  But I seriously doubt it;  not because I think the show’s producers are without sin, but because I see enough sin in my own life to keep me busy.

In this way, through the mortification of our own sin, we provide the best witness to the sinners in our culture.  We are called by our Lord to live lives which glorify him in every regard.  When we do so, we are like a light shining on a hill (Matthew 5:14-16).  Of course we must call sinners to repentance;  but when our light shines before men, they will praise our Father in heaven.

Monday, November 11, 2013

Baking bread



It was Mrs. Curmudgeon who said, "You can't not buy that shirt."

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Racer 5


I am not ashamed to admit I will try a beer for no other reason than an attractive label. When I was at Denver's Falling Rock Taphouse with Pa Curmudgeon last summer, my inner six-year-old couldn't help but notice the very Speed Racerish Racer 5 IPA taphead. I've been back several times and had Racer 5 on each occasion. It may not be the greatest IPA ever, but the logo makes it a thrill. Since it comes from a California brewery, I've only ever had it on tap. Someday, I hope to pick up a six-pack, although that would probably mean setting foot in California again.

In the meantime, Bear Republic has an online gift shop with a good assortment of Racer 5-emblazoned caps and t-shirts. Just in case you were wondering what to get me for this Lenten season.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I coach high school football in west Texas


I love Texas, and I love football, but neither of those is why I love Friday Night Lights. More than any other character on television, I relate to Eric Taylor, coach of the mythical Dillon Panthers. The man's career depends almost entirely on factors completely out of his control, but he works under the intense scrutiny of a public which holds him solely accountable for his team's weal or woe. Especially good is his relationship with his wife, Tami, who out of necessity is the only person in his life who understands what it's like to hold his job, and at the same time keeps him grounded in home and family. Their entire relationship is revealed in between the lines, when the camera lingers on their faces a few seconds longer than in most shows. That's where you find the reality of almost all marriages.

The football part is fun, but what makes this show work is the characters. Season one was just about perfect, although the Panthers went through more trauma in a given episode than most high schools experience in a decade. With season two, I was afraid the show had jumped the shark: the writers tried way too many story lines, each with ridiculously high stakes, and just when everything was at the point of maximum chaos, the writers' strike left everything hanging. Season three just came out on DVD, and so far (two episodes), so good. Lord willing, the writers will keep the plot under control and let the characters continue to develop realistically. That's what keeps me and Mrs. Curmudgeon watching, and the critics seem to agree.

Although sometimes I wonder how many of those critics realize producer Peter Berg intended the whole thing as a metaphor for the professional life of the pastor of a small presbyterian congregation. But no, that's just too obvious.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

You are Number 6

Patrick McGoohan died yesterday (http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7829267.stm). He was not only the star of, but also the creative and motive force behind, The Prisoner, a 1960s BBC program which makes Lost seem remarkably clear and straightforward by comparison. I discovered it on late night reruns on PBS back when I was in high school (that's right, children: there was a time before DVD box sets). I'm pretty sure the entire series was an allegory having to do with man's relationship to God, or maybe it was just a spy thriller. At any rate, it was, and continues to be, fascinating and challenging. I have no idea what was going on in McGoohan's head, but it was some kind of genius.

UPDATE: Neal Conan paid tribute to McGoohan's earlier series, Secret Agent (which provided the implied backstory to The Prisoner) on NPR's Talk of the Nation earlier today (listen to it at http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=99353056). He claims The Prisoner is "beloved by paranoids everywhere;" that characterization, in my sober opinion, is yet more proof the conspiracy continues. Still, we can all be grateful for another chance to hear the as-awesome-as-ever Secret Agent Man.