Tuesday, October 23, 2012

“New Creation” and the Problem of Hope


In the wake of the many atrocities of the twentieth century and the ones continuing to happen as we speak, how can Christians speak about “new creation” with any integrity without merely relegating what Paul says is “here” to some futuristic individualized pie in the sky?

As many scholars such as Richard Hays and N.T. Wright have emphasized, this new creation is descriptive of a cosmic reality; it is seizing the old and breaking into it. But how can this be? This may seem quite simple to talk about in the context of affluent American churches that associate suffering with undesirable levels of stress. However, such contexts do not take seriously the stark reality of the world’s situation nor do they take seriously the cosmic hope, which Paul seems to be describing.

In the wake of the Holocaust and in the midst of the social rubble of Haiti and the moral cacophony of America and Europe, how can we speak of “new creation” with integrity? In his own day, how could Paul have the audacity to say, “The new has been created”?

This is not only a problem of evil. This is a problem of hope. Many folks who have an ounce or two of theological education may then parrot the cliché, “We live in the ‘now-and-not-yet.’” In other words, we live in between the first fruit – Jesus’ resurrection – and the consummation – the resurrection of the saints and the renewal of all things. However, how can we say that the new is “here” when it seems rather strikingly apparent that it is not “here” nor does there seem to be much hope that it will ever get here unless we are willing to subscribe to nothing more than a fool’s hope. We may very well say we are in between, but it seems as though the vine from which the first fruit sprang has since withered. In other words, where is the resurrection power of God today?

We are all in the business of perceiving the world, and perception seems to be crucial to what Paul says in 2 Corinthians 5 about “new creation.” That is not to say that we must simply block bad things from our vision, but it is to say that some how our vision must make sense of the world while professing the belief that new creation has begun and is continuing to happen and will finally come to its fullness by the mercy of God. Some how our vision must be informed by the resurrection in order that whether or not we see “new creation” breaking in, somehow we trust it is. This is the problem of hope. While in the midst of impenetrable darkness and with only a foggy pair of spectacles, we do the foolish thing and continue to hope. 

But is this a flimsy hope like hope that Santa Clause will fill my stocking this Christmas?

Can we point to Christian communities that are an alternative to communities and systems of war, self-indulgent violence, money laundering, hatred based on difference, and power mongering? If we can, then this is a recollection of the empty tomb and a foretaste of a day when there will be no more sorrow.

Can we point to communities where “new creation,” where the resurrection power of God, where reconciliation happens? Can we use our fingers to point to Christian communities where immigrants have a voice? Can we point to communities where abused children are unequivocally protected and nurtured? Can we use our fingers to point to communities where women are not objectified? Can we point to communities where ethnic differences are not muted but are celebrated? Can we point to communities where the concerns of the elderly are heard? Albeit these things may be but a foretaste of things to come when there will be no more death, can we point to communities where these things are fostered in the name of the crucified messiah, Jesus? If not, then “whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent.”

What then can we say about where all this is headed?

We may echo the few but sturdy words of Brueggemann and say, “God keeps the future.” 

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Uprooted Trees Usually Die


I have little intention of ever pursuing anything remotely akin to a bright and shining scholarly career. With that said, I do appreciate reading the Bible with acute attention to detail and scope. I have no interest in dissecting or for that matter vivisecting the Bible for material about which I may write an article, which may then afford me the opportunity to secure tenure. That is not the business of theology, albeit it may be the business of scholarship. 

It seems too often the case that scholarship – NT scholarship in particular since that is what currently finds itself troubling me to stay awake into the wee hours of the night – strikes me as something not dissimilar from data collection and entry. And upon entering the so-called data into rubrics of suspicion and attestation, we land upon some conjecture that may be deemed worthy by the current guild of allegedly inclusive NT scholarship. 

This bland business of shuffling dusty papers in order to secure a strangely coveted desk job seems far removed from the dangerous landscape of the gospel that finds its embodiment in the turmoil and shenanigans of the motley family gathered by a most shocking election. In other words, what’s the deal with theological scholarship being so far removed from the lifeblood of the church?

Recently, a professor who I greatly respect said with a smirk, “the church is often about thirty years behind scholarship.” Upon further reflection, I imagine I would say, “And scholarship is perpetually perplexed by and disconnected from the church.  The church may very well be clueless about current scholarly dialogue, and that may or may not be to the church’s detriment. However, scholarship simply cannot afford to be uprooted from the church. If it is, it will wither entirely.”

It has been said on a variety of occasions that when theology remains nothing more than an academic discipline it is a sort of idolatry. I will not begin using my fingers to point at things as idols, but it does seem that theology will be subverting itself if it is not rooted deeply in the unacademic and perhaps seemingly uninteresting pulsations of the messianic body, namely the topsytervy world of the church.

Perhaps up to this point, I have sounded rather negative. However, one of the invigorating and beautiful things about being at Fuller has been that the same professors who are lecturing to us on Thursday evening are in fact preaching and teaching on Sunday morning. Their lives are imbedded in the life of the church, and this has been an inspiration for doing theology well. There is simply no need to choose scholarship over ministry or vice versa. The two may very well be held together, and along the way we may discover that the two belong together. 

“Theology as a church discipline ought in all its branches to be nothing other than sermon preparation in the broadest sense.” – Karl Barth, Homiletics