Tuesday, February 21, 2006

I believe in God the Father, Almighty..."

This evening I will walk into the third year program we call the Ministry Internship. It's for those who have already had two years of discipleship and bible training under their belt -- or in their heads and hearts I hope. This semester I am leading them in a study of Christian Theology. We are using the book "Invitation to Theology" which simplifies the enormous task of Theological study by staying tied to the Apostles Creed. We are at "I believe in God the Father, Almighty..." I have pondering this discussion for a bit over the last 24 hours...and I'm ready to watch a TV show with them. That's right, we're going to watch the final episode of year #2 of "The West Wing"...an episode entitled "Two Cathedrals". I love West Wing for a number of reasons. I am a political junkie -- of the novice kind. I am intrigued with the process of politics and the power that goes along with it. This episode is memorable for the basic humanity that surfaces in the story. President Bartlet is the leader of the United States...the leader of the free world...of democracy. Yet, he is human...limited in his ability to actually be in charge. The writers captured this remarkably well in this episode that sees them wrestling with the nature of suffering and the notion of whether we can believe in God as both Father, and as Almighty. I wrote this following some thoughts on how to present this subject of God in my class tonight. It is a powerful episode that captures in gut-wrenching ways the difficulty of trusting in God in our humanity.

The previous episode ends with the news of Mrs. Laningham's death in an automobile accident. She has been with President Bartlet as his personal secretary, but also has been part of his life for several decades...first as a teacher in a private boarding school that Bartlet's father ran. Flashbacks take us to the tension and pain of his relationship with his father. Father was not a great word for Jeb Bartlet. His father was stern, unfair, unloving, demanding, and just a jerk. Some people relate to God as Father in that way also. But Jeb Bartlet grows up, becomes a Govenor, and then President of the United States. All the time, Mrs. Laningham accompanies his journey up the ladder. She is the voice of reason. The "I'll tell you the truth whether you want to hear it or not" woman in Jeb's life. She is a voice saying "I can't answer all of your questions...but I also will not diminish your desire to ask more". In witty dialog she is one person Jeb Bartlet loves and trusts...and so her death crushes him at the core.

The following is the words President Bartlet speaks in the Cathedral as he vents his anger at God following her death. It’s more than anger at her death, it’s also the pent up emotions of years struggling to comes to grips with his relationship with his own Father. It's the most powerful scene I've ever witnessed in my 50+ years of TV watching.

gratias tibi ago, domine.
Thank you, Lord.
“The first line is just a sarcastic, "Thanks a lot, buddy!"

haec credam a deo pio, a deo justo, a deo scito?
Am I to believe these things from a righteous God, a just God, a wise God?

cruciatus in crucem
To hell with your punishments! (literally "(put/send) punishments onto a cross")

tuus in terra servus, nuntius fui; officium perfeci.
I was your servant, your messenger on the earth; I did my duty.

cruciatus in crucem -- (with a dismissive wave of the hand) eas in crucem
To hell with your punishments! And to hell with you! (literally, "may you go to a cross")”

The words are so hollow...the scene is full of tension and emotion...just watch it sometime. What it highlights is this struggle we all have at times with the problem of God as both Father and Almighty. Someone once point blank labeled the issue: “If God is good, then he is not all-powerful, and if he is all-powerful, then he is not good.” We struggle, like Job did, with the mystery of God’s silence about “Why?”. We, as humans, want an explanation, and there is none. I struggled with my Mom's Alzheimers and with the countless deaths and diseases I encountered, along with the selfish sinfulness in humans over 35+ years of ministering.

“Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence which is not seen.” I’m cornered by one thought…Do I trust? Most of the time, Yes; but then there are times when I shake my head and cannot make the transition to real faith. I am struck by the words of the disciples when Jesus asked them if they were also going to walk away: “Where else do we go, you alone have the words of life.”

In this dialog, and our pondering there is something deeper: our feelings are real and they are ours. They cannot be glossed over with platitudes, even biblical platitudes such as “God has a plan.” President Bartlet confidently takes on a conservative radio talk show psychologist on her haphazard takes on Old Testament laws in one episode. He can wax eloquently about the true context and application of a homily from Ephesians (“be subject to one another”). He can take the church to task for not decrying the acts of those who bomb abortion clinics in the name of life and the Lord. But even he cannot resolve the seeming injustice that comes from Mrs. Laningham’s death.

It is my all-time favorite TV show…not just the whole series…but this one particular episode. It captures so wonderfully – and emotionally – the nature of our dilemma when it comes to knowing God as Father and as Almighty. It is class curriculum tonight



Saturday, February 18, 2006


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Tuesday, February 14, 2006

What I love

It's Valentine's Day...that immortal quest to remember what we love! Ahhhh...that's what I started thinking about this morning.
It was easy at first...I woke up to the same person I've slept with most of my Adult life -- My wife Linda! It's easy to love her...I can't even explain it more than that.
I went on thinking about this... My Son is sleeping in the next room...Yes, My children -- they are easy to love. Last Saturday, I awoke to a sudden realization -- I needed a mental health day, or at least a day away from this freaking computer! What to do? Shopping? No, I Hate shopping (unless it's for wine and computer stuff). "Linda, I know, let's drive down to Chicago, watch Greg coach his 5th grade basketball team, and take Kelly & Greg out for lunch." Kelly says, "Great..." And off we go...2 and a half hours down, one hour for basketball, one hour for lunch, and 2 and 1/2 hours back...what a neat way to spend a day -- one of my kids. That's another thing I love...My kids...
Lindsay's coming home soon!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I read her blog today....then read Chris' blog....then started reading other's blogs....My Steph's, EJ's, Mary's... I love my kids...I love the children I gained through their marriages -- I've got some really, really, really neat adopted into the family children: Thanks Greg, Sarah lovely, and Peter. I've got some suggestions to my kids: Lindsay, win the lottery and buy a second home in Wisconsin...come live 6 months here and 6 months back in England. Chris, I'm proud of you wherever you land, but I do hope it's not too far away. Andy, you continue to amaze me...thanks for loving me well. Kelly, I was struck all over again with how beautiful you are when I saw you Saturday...my, oh my. OH YEAH....LINDSAY IS COMING HOME!!!

But there's more...I love the people God has given to me as a gift. I've gotten an opportunity to "adopt" relationally a whole bunch of children -- the tribe! I don't care if they're in their 20's (and a couple of made it to 30)...Anything 30 years younger than me is still going to be one of the kids.
It hit's me...My life is very rich! I love lots of things, and highest on the list is people who make me very fulfilled.
I love lots of other things too... Coffee (especially early in the morning), Wine (doesn't really make any difference what time of the day it is :), Good books, Classical Music...and lots of other music also- Jazz, Rock, World music...

Isn't life much more full when you sit down to "remember" how richly God has loved us? Happy Valentine's day -- and in the words of Mama Cass: "This is dedicated to the one I love".