Archive for March, 2009

I can’t believe… Suffer Not the Children

Comfort in SufferingI can’t believe in a God who’s intentional plan includes our suffering.

I understand the theological position of original sin and, although I was born with sin and didn’t have a choice or a chance not to sin, that I am still morally culpable for my behaviour and therefore condemned to eternal hell unless I repent.  I just can’t believe it anymore.  It doesn’t make sense.  God is all powerful and all knowing and all love… and there is incredible and horrific suffering at every moment in every part of the world.  Either God intended our suffering by knowing it would come and still allowing it to pass or he didn’t intend it and therefore not all knowing.  Either way.  I don’t buy it.

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A few responses to Bart Ehrman. Can you believe not everybody likes him?

I’m not going to comment on the validity of Dr. Ehrman’s claims or of those below. But there are a lot of people who will.

Learn2Discern



Lee Strobel



Mark D. Roberts, author of Jesus Revealed

…Ehrman’s book is one more in the “debunk orthodox Christian faith” genre. If you’re a New Testament scholar, especially an articulate one, as is Ehrman, and if you can get somebody to publish a book called Misquoting Jesus, you’re going to sell a lot of books, and get on secular radio programs, so you’ll sell a lot more books, and get more secular press, etc. etc. It does seem more than ironic to me that NPR did an interview with Ehrman, with content that undermines orthodox Christianity, only eleven days before Christmas. I doubt it’s because they expected Christians to be giving this book as Christmas presents. Moreover, I expect that when the orthodox corrective to Ehrman’s book is published, NPR won’t touch it with a ten foot pole. (I’d love to be proved wrong on this point, however.) So, though Ehrman is a much more responsible and balanced scholar than many in the Jesus Seminar, his popular writing and the popular attention it is getting reminds me of what happened with the Seminar’s attempt to undermine orthodox faith.



Daniel B. Wallace, Executive Director, Center for the Study of New Testament Manuscripts (csntm.org)

In sum, Ehrman’s latest book does not disappoint on the provocative scale. But it comes up short on genuine substance about his primary contention. Scholars bear a sacred duty not to alarm lay readers on issues that they have little understanding of. Unfortunately, the average layperson will leave this book with far greater doubts about the wording and teachings of the NT than any textual critic would ever entertain. A good teacher doesn’t hold back on telling his students what’s what, but he also knows how to package the material so they don’t let emotion get in the way of reason. A good teacher does not create Chicken Littles.



BeThinking.org

…in the historical model that Ehrman presents, there are weaknesses in his argument in Misquoting Jesus. Misquoting Jesus is a book that attempts to engage with a theological topic, one that has been important to Ehrman since his involvement in a group he describes as ‘fundamentalist’. However, in his attempt to disprove the divine verbal inspiration of Scripture, Ehrman does not engage with any of the most intelligent representatives of this position.



Evangelical Textual Criticism

I would maintain, however, that, if the history of textual transmission is as Ehrman maintains it is, then it is really rather unreasonable of him to be so certain that his reconstruction of the earliest forms of the text are correct. If there were scribes who not infrequently introduced alterations into their texts, and the changes they introduced were capable of spreading across almost the entire range of manuscripts available to us, then we must be rather uncertain of what the earliest form of the text is. At one level this is what Ehrman himself maintains. And yet time and again Ehrman claims to be able to tell us what is earlier and what is later, and something of the theological convictions and motivation of those who introduced a variant in the text.



- This dude (Evangelical Textual Criticism) also did an interview with Bart Ehrman. Lucky stiff. Here is one quote from Bart Ehrman in what appears to be an email interview.

My book is about how the NT got changed by the scribes, and here I insist that there are certain things that can be stated as factually true. I try to state these things as clearly as I can in the book. There are over 5000 Greek mss of the NT. These all differ from one another. The differences number in the hundreds of thousands. The vast majority of these differences are completely immaterial and insignificant and don’t matter for much of anything. But some of the differences are very significant and can change the meaning of a passage or even of an entire book. Is there any textual critic who can say that these are not facts?

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“The coming evangelical collapse”, an article from Michael Spencer of the Christian Science monitor.

There was a pretty interesting article over on The Christian Science Monitor about the potential demise and collapse of the evangelical movement.

Here’s an excerpt that highlights one of the reasons, according to the author (aka Internet Monk), that this collapse is impending and unstoppable:

We Evangelicals have failed to pass on to our young people an orthodox form of faith that can take root and survive the secular onslaught. Ironically, the billions of dollars we’ve spent on youth ministers, Christian music, publishing, and media has produced a culture of young Christians who know next to nothing about their own faith except how they feel about it. Our young people have deep beliefs about the culture war, but do not know why they should obey scripture, the essentials of theology, or the experience of spiritual discipline and community. Coming generations of Christians are going to be monumentally ignorant and unprepared for culture-wide pressures.

Take a second to read the entire article. I’d be interested to know some opinions and criticisms.

Oh, and Christianity Today’s Mark Galli has posted what I think is a fair response from someone in his position.

As senior managing editor of Christianity Today — whose masthead reads “a magazine of evangelical conviction” — it would seem that I have a vested interest in the survival of evangelicalism. Yes and no. On the one hand, as a student of church history, I can also predict that cultural evangelicalism will collapse, not likely in ten years, but collapse it will. On the other hand, evangelicalism will never collapse, at least not until the final altar call.

It’s fair, but it’s also kind of missing the point I think. Evangelicalism (not a redefinition to mean Biblical Christianity in whatever form it currently exists) has become a polarizing movement that aligns itself with political ideologies and attempts at mass market appeal. It can’t market it’s way out of the situation with clever commercials or radical rebranding or awesome alliterations.

But then, I’m probably missing the point too.  What do you think?

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Bart Ehrman interview by Stacey Cochran about his book “God’s Problem”

I recently discovered Bart Ehrman, thanks wholely to Doug DeLong from Planet Japan Podcast. He sent me the link to the interview with Bart Ehrman on NPR about his book, Jesus Interrupted. I’m indebted to Doug for pushing me towards a voice I wish I had heard many years ago. Although, I assume that had I heard Bart earlier in my life, I would have labeled him an apostate and shrugged off his opinion as arrogant and evil.

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Fellowship in the Foyer: The Marginal Christian Edition

I was talking to a friend yesterday about their experiences with and in church.  We were discussing how difficult it is to have dissenting viewpoints and open discussions without being dismissed outright and judged or boxed in as someone to be converted.

He told me that he was recently in such a discussion with a fellow member of his church.  As the conversation progressed and the opinions began to diverge, the conversation came to an abrupt end.  When he tried to reengage, he was told that he was barely even a marginal Christian and therefore his opinion didn’t really count.

Now I wasn’t there and I’m interpreting what I heard and probably putting words into peoples mouths.  For that I apologize from the bottom of my empty, souless, godless and marginal (at best) heart.  But come on.  This is so typical of my experience with evangelicals.  You are often either a godless sinner in need of conversion or a backsliding underachiever on the prayer chain.

Something is wrong with the social network.  Judge not.  I’m not saying.  I’m just saying.

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i can’t believe… The accidental tourist

I can’t believe that everything is just a miraculous mistake or a cataclysmic accident.

Maybe it’s the years of indoctrination.  Maybe it’s the still small voice.  Maybe it’s a dream that the tooth fairy plants in my easily persuaded and naive mind.  Regardless, the one thing that for me is evidence of something greater than myself (yah, I guess I am pretty great), is the complexity and audacity of the natural world.  I can’t believe everything, including the seemingly infinite and eternal size of the universe, is nothing more than millions of tiny evolutionary deviations and mutations piled on top of each other over frigillions of years.  I’d like to think I’m a hopeful agnostic - but that path isn’t clear yet.

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God is not surprised by this

There was a tragic shooting at a baptist church in Illinois on Sunday.  Death in any regard is a terrible thing.  But stories like this cut to the heart of our human experience and force us to face the worst of what we can become.

It is in times like that that we are given an opportunity to accept the fragility and uncertainty of our humanity.  To stand naked and exposed and mourn Shooting at Baptist Churchwith despair, uncertainty and a loss of hope - even in the midst of strong faith.

I read the immediate response of the executive director of the Illinois Baptist State Association, Nate Adams, and it made me sad.  Not so much because of the exact words of what he said, but because in these moments, the rest of the world isn’t looking on you with pointed fingers and condemnation saying “You are wrong.  Your god doesn’t exist.  I told you so.”  But his words made me feel like he was trying to reassure the world and the rest of his denomination that they didn’t have to worry.  Yes this was tragic, but God is still God - don’t question that.

He said, “Our great God is not surprised by this, or anything, that He allows evil and free will to have their way in tragedies like this is a mystery in many ways. But we know we can trust Him no matter what, and draw close to Him in any circumstances.”

That statement may be theologically correct, by his interpretation, but to me it is unnecessary and potentially harmful.  It heaps burning coals on the heads of the family and community who are in the midst of a tragic crisis.  A man has died before he should have.  A senseless murder has taken place.  If you believe those words, please don’t speak them.  Keep them to yourself and trust that your God is big enough to make his truth known.

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I can’t believe…

… in a God that has ignored me for 35 years

I just have to think, that if there was a loving, relating and personal God, he would have shared a beer or two with me at some point.  It’s been like looking for the eternal g-spot that everyone else seems to believe they’ve found.  I didn’t need God in the trees and the wind and the ‘did you feel that chill?’.  He walks with us and talks with us… actually, no he didn’t.  You told me he would and did and does and I just had to believe it.  And when my mind told me something good, that was the whispers of God.

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Religulous, with Bill Maher

Bill Maher - ReligulousI don’t think I could ever be friends with a guy like Bill Maher, but then again, I’m kind of a jerk myself most of the time, so I’m sure he wouldn’t enjoy me much either.  I did however spend some quality time with him when I watched his documentary Religulous.  I found myself wishing I could spend an afternoon smoking a joint with him, lighting my hair on fire and laughing at all the ridiculousness brought to us by our dear friend, Religion.

Religulous is Bill Maher’s attempt to understand the reasons people believe what they believe, even in the face of hard questions that at times shake the faith down to the golden gonads.  He interviews truckers in a truck stop church, sellers of religious trinkets, Jesus himself - as played by an actor at the holyland theme park and many other indignant, confident and self affirming believers.

Let’s be fair.  Bill can be a bit of a dick.  He is pompous in a way that really gets your sacrificial goat.  But all that didn’t matter to me.  What mattered to me was what people said, didn’t say, couldn’t say or wouldn’t say while trying to defend their dogma to the obvious questions.  It was incredible to watch people get cornered by such seemingly trivial questions.  Like the genetic physicist who had to admit that the biographers of Jesus didn’t actually meet or know Jesus personally, and that they wrote down their accounts 10 or 20 years after the fact.  Or the trinket salesman who believed his life was laden with miracles; miracles that were the foundation of his life and transformation; who couldn’t come up with a real example, save for a rainstorm that he thinks was a sign from God.  Or the reformed homosexual minister, now married to a reformed homosexual woman, who had to admit that it is the Old Testament, which is supposedly no longer authoritative, condemns homosexuality and that Jesus actually never mentioned it.

For me, this movie didn’t really tell me anything I didn’t already know, but it reminded me with dark precision, just how little evidence we humans really need when it comes to our belief systems.  We trust what we’re told, and we can shape entire personal theologies and doctrines around the shakiest of stories.  That’s not to say that the fervor or sincerity wasn’t real.  The people in this movie are real people, not cardboard cutouts of stupid ass Americans.  (He does also dig a bit into Judaism, Islam and Mormonism, but for the most part sticks to the Evangelicals).  I implore the passion and the faith of the people pictured; but it’s a cautionary tale.  We all want something to believe in and no, we’re not stupid enough to let ourselves believe in something we know isn’t real.  We’re smart.  Bill makes a point of saying this.  But still, instead of facing some hard truths, we make sure that our belief is based on something we make ourselves believe is real, regardless of the evidence, and that let’s us sleep at night.  This was less an examination of the existence of God, but rather a story about empty belief that we just won’t acknowledge.  Let’s face it - most of what we believe is made up.  And I’m not talking about the words of the bible or the koran.  I’m talking about our interpretations and theologies and organizations that we extract and create from these books.  These books teach us faith, morality and justice; we invent everything else.

So I guess for now, I’ll preach the gospel according to Bill.  And that is basically, “We just don’t know”, so stop being stupid and live your life.

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Loosing Teeth, Lost Faith

Last night, my eldest daughter lost another tooth.  I guess lost is kind of the wrong word for it.  It’s not like it came out by accident and then tumbled into a drain pipe.  It was ripped from her tender mouth by her sadistic daddy.  She knew it had to come out. She knew she wanted it to come out. But she also knew that it was going to hurt a bit and, if our experience the last 5 times she lost a tooth was to be repeated, there would be blood. Well… It did eventually come out and yes, she was right, there was blood and pain and a bit of dark comedy as I, the daddy, gently coerced her into letting me rip the tiny, beautiful tooth from her small tender mouth.

“No, no, wait.  Honey, just a second.  No, no, bring your mouth here.  Okay, I’m not going to pull this time.  I promise.  No, no, I’m just checking.  I just want to see how loose it is.  No, I’m not going to pull it, I’m just going to…  Oops…”

I was very proud of her when it was all said and done.  I’m not sure the feeling was mutual.  Regardless, as I was tucking the tooth safely in the pillow for the tooth fairy, and tucking her into bed, she asked me a simple question.  “Daddy”, she said.  “Can you please promise me that the tooth fairy is real?”  Clever right?  Throwing that ‘Promise’ word in there like that.

You see the problem for me with this question, is that as she is beginning to probe the existence of the tooth fairy (and Santa Clause of course, but not the Easter Bunny, for some reason nobody really believes in the Easter Bunny.  Poor fellow) but while she is beginning to find cracks in the armour of her childhood dreams, I myself am in the midst of my own full on existential crisis.

My whole life, from my birth into the arms of an evangelical minister to my short time as a minister myself through my fall from grace to almost the present day, I have believed in God.  And I’m not talking about casual belief, I mean absolute and stalwart personal confidence in the existence of God.  I haven’t always lived like it and I haven’t always felt it, but I’ve always believed it.  And not just any God, but the protestant, evangelical God of the Bible.  Yah, that one.

But something funny happened to me on the way to March 2009 (a story for another time) and my belief, my faith, my confident and calming certainty in the existence of a personal, involved, directing and divine Creator is no longer alive and well with my soul.  Something in me won’t yet completely let go of 35 years of trust, training and indoctrination, but I’ve all but lost ‘The Way ™’ in favour of that which can not be named.  That which at times feels like liberation from slavery and at other times like sin and death.  Like it or not though, accept it or not, it is the new me.  It’s who I am and who I am becoming.  It’s scary and it’s real.  It’s bloody and it’s liberating.

So back to the tooth fairy.  My daughter will soon discover that the safe little world she lives in, a place where the fairies and elves and magic that make all the problems go away, might not exist.  Worse yet, her dad, the one she thinks she can trust absolutely, was the one who lied to her.  Her simple, clever question was about more than the tooth fairy, but about her ability to trust me.  Her ability and need to trust me.  To trust someone.  “please promise me”, she asked.  As if to say, I know you won’t lie if you promise.  I need to know.

I guess that’s my question now too.  Except for me, I don’t think I have anyone left to ask.

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