Episode 31, A Conversation on Reading with my Daughter Abigail

One of the cool things about this season is watching the habits of my children. Some like to break things, others are amazed by squirrels and others love to read. My daughter fits mostly with the latter category. So, I gave her some questions to ponder. I try to take her off script a few times. Send her any comments of encouragement and I will kindly pass on to her.

The Predictable Story of the Pandemic

If this pandemic were a novel, it would be too predictable. We would probably know very early on the ending. It begins with a great force insisting that they know better for us. To compel us further, they would align their brightest wise-men and tell the populace that their compelling charts are inerrant. They might as well have descended from above. This force would then assert that they know better and that they would protect our best interest by locking us up. But to make things a bit more tolerable they would “allow” us to quickly gather our essentials in a nearby food repository. “Trust us,” they say. And trust them we did.

The reader would quickly see the plot unfold as little by little the gaps in the curtain would give us an uncomfortable sense that things are not as they should be. The person pulling the strings is led by a host of wormtongues eager to ensure the utmost power for that greater force.

Again, the reader can see the end of the story. He knows that when a greater force seeks the comprehensive well-being of a people there will never be a back to normal scene as the story unfolds. The greater force doesn’t then return to business as usual, but business as granted. It seeks greater power.

Instead of keeping that force at bay, in the name of security, we forsook our right to labor and life. We should remember as the story continues that ancient prophet, Francis Schaeffer, who opined that we must speak out against authoritarian governments or we and our children will eventually be the enemy of society and state.

It’s time now to see the ending for what it is, o reader! Security does not trump our liberty to be the people we were called to be. It’s time for courage in the public square and–cautiously–resume our roles in the story and see to it that the ending is altered. The ending may seem clear, but the story has not yet been written. We serve a greater king who overwrites even the obvious human stories.

COVID-19 and Human Rituals

What this season shows us is not that we have forgotten how to do certain things, but rather that we have been failing to do certain things for a long time. Thus, the difficulties and successes stem from lack of practice before or some basic practices which were already in place before the virus hit.

I am fond of thinking of formation through the concept of rituals. Rituals comprise our way of being. This does not mean that we are who we are no matter what. Rather, rituals can be oriented to the kind of people we hope to be. So, if we had poor rituals before this season, we either worked on them or struggled greatly because they were not in place.

If the response as things return to normalcy is to think of this season as exceptional cases to the practice of good rituals, we have failed. But if the response is to do an inventory of formative acts that can make us better parents or friends moving forward, then we will have used these last two months profitably.

The way many of us think about formation as humans is wrong-headed. We tend to believe that our personalities dictate how we are to be. Therefore, to connect or conform to something else is too obscure a pursuit. Yet, the Scriptures are constantly calling us to conform to Jesus which means that our way of thinking and being must be continually transitioning towards that divine maturity.

There are some practical examples of this. For instance, when we say, “I only parent by yelling,” we are locking ourselves into a mode that hinders any change. Or when we say, “we are introverts, therefore, we don’t like to be around people much,” we are locking ourselves to our personality rather than challenging our way of being. On the other hand if we say “we are extroverts, and that’s why we talk so much,” we are also failing to heed cautions against too much talking in the Bible. Thousands of other examples could be used.

The solution is not to change overnight. Part of the answer is to take an inventory of rituals that are observably faulty in your life. An honest conversation with a spouse or a close friend can open up some interesting dialogues. Then, begin to assess by the biblical standard where precisely you need to make movements.

We are always forming or re-forming. If we were intended to be as we are, the resurrection would be meaningless. But Christ is risen! He is risen to change us from glory to glory.

Does COVID-19 mark the death of expertise?

My professor once told me that his wife was diagnosed with a rare disease. The first doctor strongly encouraged a very intrusive surgery that could have dangerous consequences. My professor decided to get a second opinion from another doctor who specialized in the same field. His assessment was less dire. He encouraged a less intrusive procedure coupled with medication and nutritional changes. The second expert was right. His wife made a full recovery and today lives a pain-free life.

What we are experiencing in our day is a battle in the arena of expertise. As society begins to re-open, we are now aware that experts promoting an apocalyptic agenda for the country severely overestimated the impact of the virus in our lives. As a result, the economic and psychological damage will be devastating. And, as I wrote elsewhere, the most important and underestimated damage is the spiritual damage on millions of Christians absent from the reality of word and sacrament and real worship.

In a society that makes an icon of individualism, expertise is dead. Long live the self! We are an insubordinate culture. We take the fifth commandment with little seriousness and the authorities in our lives are often treated like options in a buffet line.

But with the politicization of expertise, where does the truth lie? It does not reside in individualism. And it does not reside in one-size fits all authority figures in any field. In virtually every domain, there will be experts who take new findings and revise their own conclusions. But this is a rare thing. The more common occurrence is that experts take the facts and make them fit into their agenda. We can conclude, therefore, that there is idolatry on both sides the spectrum. We worship at the feet of insubordination or at the feet of a expert.

The truth is a person. Truth is Jesus because everything that proceeds from his mouth is from Yahweh. In most cases, our failures stem from basic denials of our Lord’s authority to speak into our lives. But the more complex denials on issues regarding the science of COVID-19 or other spheres stem from another basic factor. Jesus did not function as a lonely Messiah. He surrounded himself with a company of friends.

The lesson is that truth ought to change us as we live together. It is not wrong to change your opinion based on facts. It is wrong to determine that your opinion will never change regardless of facts or alternative expertise. Human nature dictates through this season that if we assumed COVID-19 is too risky and dangerous to the point that any return to normalcy is foolish, then you will find yourself at the feet of one lineage of experts. The same is true if you think this entire thing is just like the ordinary flu. We go too far in one direction without consulting our circle of friends or getting a second opinion.

In the end, our call is to seek wisdom from a localized community while acknowledging that we have presuppositions about the entire scheme before expert voices rise. If our presuppositions are wrong, long live truth. We are all political creatures which means experts are political creatures also. Our call is to return to the relative consensus of our small communities (churches/families). We may be wrong at times, but we will share a mutual respect for particular authorities in our lives without making an idol of our individual knowledge or placing our entire lives at the hands of an expert in a land far away.

I certainly don’t want to see the death of expertise. I want brilliant experts in every field who dedicate thousands of hours to studying one issue with great precision. I want my ears open at the end of the day to their data. But to assume that one expert has all the answers is perhaps where many of us have gone wrong. If anything, I am calling for a return to localized expertise whose knowledge is easily knowable and whose agenda has my holistic well-being in mind. If a doctor stresses that only the worst scenario is the best alternative for my spouse, you better believe I am going to find another trustworthy expert to see if the conclusion of the first expert is truly the only alternative. Give ear to experts, but test the experts. No expert is above reproach.

Kuyper and the Intrusion of the State

Assuming there is a legitimate place for some form of government aid in times of crisis (and notable theologians like John Frame and others agree with this), there is a fundamental temporariness to it as well.

For the Dutch theologian, Abraham Kuyper, we should resist the excessive aid of government to allow the natural spheres of families and religious bodies to exert their function in society. As the American experiment has proven, the intervention of the state in the economic affairs of its people in dire times leads to an increased need for such intervention in simpler times. When that happens, the Church and the household (oikos) fail to exercise their rightful role in restoring the needy to an environment where flourishing is possible.

The current pandemic serves as an illustration that many in the government sphere are seeking to use these times as the means to implement their vision. There is no neutrality even in these strange times. Facts are not brute. They are interpreted by deeply held views of the world. For those who are eager to see the government usurp their authority over other spheres, this is the opportune time. As de Blasio said, “We need the federal government to make us whole before we restart.” This religious expression is a clear indication of the sacramental imprint certain politicians wish to see applied on the country as a whole.

When such philosophies prosper, Kuyper’s sphere sovereignty becomes unbalanced and the government is free to interfere in the affairs of church and house. One Harvard apologists recently sought to cast doubt on the practice of homeschooling. By simply posing the question of whether homeschooling is risky, such apologists are seeking to raise national skepticism over the function of biological families to educate their own tribe as they see fit. “Did God really say it is the fundamental duty of parents to train their children in the nurture and admonition of his Name?”

While there is a limited and temporary role for the federal government to exercise, such role must not trespass its boundary. We begin to lose that battle when such questions are allowed to be raised without dispute. If we allow it, we are irresponsible citizens and the sovereignty of spheres is quickly violated. If, however, we continue to stress the necessity of charitable bodies to operate as ordinary distributors for the well-being of peoples, we will have at least a chance of avoiding the inherent intrusionary nature of the state.

Johnny Cash and the Call to Break Bread Together

This entire season reminds me of the need to break bread together. Certainly in the eucharistic sense, but also in the hospitality and communion with one another. Last night, we had someone over for a meal for the first time in over a month. There was a certain unease and awkwardness, but the joy exceeded the whole adjustment. We hope to begin slowly and cautiously having folks over again. It’s certainly one of the most urgent needs of our time. It’s part of a larger concern I’ve expressed elsewhere.

The inimitable Johnny Cash recorded a great piece that encapsulates this sentiment. He did not write the original words, but like many songs Cash sings, they just become his. I did a little recording of it a few years back and recently the song came to my attention again.

The striking line in the song speaks to what breaking bread truly is:

It’s not the barley or the wheat

It’s not the oven or the heat

That makes this bread so good to eat

It’s the needing and the sharing that makes the meal complete

There is something happening in the practice of breaking bread that takes us beyond the mere description of the elements. It’s not the tastiness of it that makes it complete, but the ritual of sharing and desiring it.

The Table of Fellowship, as Bonhoeffer describes is a rich table meant to satiate our spiritual needs and bind our wounds. When we eat bread together, we are becoming more and more human in our appetites and affections. Bonhoeffer notes in his Life Together:

The table fellowship of Christians implies obligation.  It is our daily bread that we eat, not my own.  We share our bread.  Thus we are firmly bound to one another not only in the Spirit but in our whole physical being.

May we all eat again as one soon. May we all break bread!

I hope you enjoy the tune:

Will Church be the same again?

Dear friend,
It’s been too long. I am back to write a few things about this upcoming season which some termed the “Great Re-Opening.”

Many churches are returning to some form of in-person meeting in May. Christians need to realize the tragedy of a season which has kept saints away from each other and the corporate gathering of God’s people. But first the good news.

The good news is that I have heard overwhelming reports of beautiful stories from families bonding over board games, long conversations, walks in the neighborhood, and more. This forced sabbath means that the life of many (even those continuing to work) has slowed down to some extent because society has slowed down. The exceptions are too few to even mention.Familial life is taken a front seat. Some have lived up to Wendell Berry’s dream of “rising early at dawn and picking dew-wet red berries in a cup.” Domestic life, so often despised by modern culture, is being restored. Front yards are looking meticulous, flower and fruit trees abound, and the human spirit within this community is flourishing. Of course, domestic bliss is not universal. Suffering, hurt, depression exist and are propagated more so these days in environments where the Gospel is not present. But overall, this season humbles the mighty and restores the weary.

Now for the bad news.

For many of us who are a part of theological traditions where worship is the assembly of flesh and blood humans next to each other, performing bodily rituals and postures, hearing actual voices without the translation of a virtual signal, surrounded by a sacred space and hovered by angels and archangels and all the company of heaven, this season has been tragic.

The evangelical church has found ways to cope with much through virtual exercises, but coping is only a form of survival. We can only survive for a time before our hope gives way. To further the bad news, there will be many evangelicals who will likely dread the return of corporate worship. They have lived before the pandemic in a state of apathy. They were quick to find some obscure rationale on Sunday morning to not come to church and now the compelling reason of the season has firmed their resolve that worship (the gathered assembly) is not really that crucial, and furthermore, if they had to, they could do just fine with a little pajama gathering around a screen on Sunday–preferably later than earlier.

But not all feel this way. There are some broken, hurt during this season. This desert has caused them to hunger more for the sacred assembly, or to use Hebrews’ language, the worship of Zion. I know too many elderly saints who have not missed two Sundays in a row in over 30 years. They treasured that consistency. To be church and in church was a way of life; where they found their strength, wisdom, and orientation for their weeks. May their love increase when some form of normalcy returns.

My concern is for the former group whose energy is in everything except that one distinct thing they were called to do by the Triune God. I am concerned because for many evangelicals, worship and the accountability of their local pastor and parish life were the only things that kept them from wholehearted ungodly pursuits. Further, the gathered assembly was the only semblance of heavenly air they breathed each week.

So, as many return to some variation of normalcy in May, I am not entirely discouraged. I believe even during the wilderness we are guided by a cloud by day and a pillar of fire by night. I believe God guides us and keeps our longing alive. I believe that worship and fellowship will take on a new dimension of newness and tenderness than before. I believe voices will be louder than ever in singing praises to our God. I believe many who were apathetic will be restored and begin taking their faith with the seriousness it deserves. I believe families will worship with greater vigor because of the intimacy they shared this season. I believe churches will be full(er) again. I believe the gates of hell will not prevail. But I am also certain that the de-ecclesialization or the de-churching of many this season will require an extra measure of Spirit-grace and mercy. May we receive a double portion of it.