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The Baptist Impulse: COEBAC

Notes toward a renewal of Baptist identity

On the 40th anniversary of the founding of La Coordinacion Obrero Estudiantil Bautista de Cuba (COEBAC, Coordination of Baptist Students and Workers in Cuba)
10-11 October 2014, Iglesia Bautista Enmanuel, Ciego de Avila, Cuba

 

by Ken Sehested

People of faith are continuously in the process of asking and deciding “what time is it?” and “who are my people?” When I ask, “what time is it?”  I’m not asking you to look at your watch. I’m not asking you to check your calendar. Rather, I’m asking “what is the Spirit doing in our day, in this place and in this season?” How we live and bear witness to the good news of the Gospel always hinges on this question.  And every age, every generation, every specific location must renew its response to this question.

In my comments today I will say some things about what time it is in my own social location in the United States. It is important, I think, for people in different locations to share their insights across boundaries and borders, and across generations. The past is never dead and finished, and the future is never fully settled. To know where we want to go requires us to investigate where we have been.

Obviously, the conclusions I reach about my own location do not determine the conclusions you reach here in this place and in this time. But I do think there is history we share as Baptists that are instructive even across boundaries and across the ages.

In the framework of our two questions—What time is it? and Who are my people—I specifically want to focus on what it means to be a Baptist follower of Jesus. This question was brought into focus eight years at the Second Encounter of Baptist Theologians in Central America and the Caribbean, held at the King Center in Havana. There were 38 people from a dozen countries present. I had the privilege of being an observer at that meeting. During our days of discussion, one of the participants raised a very astute question: “We have spoken much about the need for renewed theological vision. But we have yet to say what it is to be a Baptist theologian.”

Does that adjective—Baptist—mean anything for us? More than a few of us have been shunned by Baptist institutions in our respective countries. One Baptist seminary in the United States specifically prohibits me from being on campus in any capacity. One Baptist convention in the US formally cut its ties with the Baptist Peace Fellowship when I was the director. Some of you who were present at the founding of COEBAC remember being criticized. A few of you were actually expelled from your denominational body.

Does our identification as Baptists have any significance? I have many friends—especially women clergy—who long ago decided being identified as Baptist wasn’t worth the trouble. In the United States, public perceptions of Baptist are not always a good one. The name is often associated with right-wing politics, with sentimental piety, with judgmental and arrogant attitudes, with a spirituality that gives little attention to the widow, the orphan and the immigrant. [ACT OUT with face in Bible] It is a spirituality like this—with faces buried in the Bible, oblivious to those who have no place at the table of bounty, all the while spouting religious-sounding phrases. The Bible, however, should not be a blindfold but the lens through which we see history with clarity.

I believe that the emergence of each denomination, each confessional tradition within the Body of Christ over the past two millennia, was originally given as a gift of the Holy Spirit for the whole church. You remember the analogy Paul wrote to the church at Corinth, the one about many members of the body, all of which are needed (1 Cor. 12)? No one body part, however large, can say to the smaller parts: You are not important.

Unfortunately, most of these eruptions of the Spirit in history thought of themselves as having privileged access to God’s plans and purposes. They did not understand that the special insight and inspiration they had been given were not simply for themselves, but for the whole church. And so much of their energy went into constructing their own isolated fortresses and making exaggerated claims about their own righteous convictions and practices—even to the point of expelling those who wandered too far from the castle gate.

There was a time when I was deeply embarrassed at being identified as a Baptist, especially because the largest body of white Baptists in the United States supported the institution of slavery in the 19th century. Being a Baptist can be a confusing enterprise. Martin Luther King Jr. was a Baptist pastor, but so are many of the leaders in the Religious Right in the U.S. I suspect there are a great diversity of Baptists here in Cuba as well. But over the years I have done considerable historical research on the question, and I am convinced that the founding convictions of the early Baptist movement is significant and has a very urgently needed role to play in the world at precisely this moment in history. The significance is not so much particular doctrines needing to be upheld, or patterns of piety to be taught, or moral programs to be championed. It is more accurate to refer to Baptist impulses[1] in spirituality—impulses that help us understand God’s redemptive plan and purpose in the world.

I have five specific reasons why the Baptist-flavored vision of faith needs to be brought to bear in the life of the church. Taken together, the faith-based innovations of 17th century English colonial Baptist emergence—characterized by their convictions about “soul liberty” or liberty of conscience, the separation of church and state, “regenerate” or convictional church membership—represent an impulse of the Spirit, a certain framework to interpret the work of the Spirit and order the life of the church.

1. I’ve already highlighted the first of these Baptist impulses: that our historical tradition cannot be asserted in an arrogant or exclusive way. Ours is but one gift of the Spirit among many others. All of us have been profoundly influenced by non-Baptist traditions. When I finished seminary, it occurred to me that half of the most important books I had read were authored by Roman Catholics! Claiming Baptist identity is not a form of imperialism which seeks to override all other theological traditions. Rather it is more like an inheritance to be cultivated, a particular angle of vision to be shared, a distinctive voice needing a hearing within the larger tribe of Jesus and in the larger world.

2. Second, the Baptist impulse insists on “democratizing access to the holy.” Which is to say, the Word of God need not be filtered through the authority of any hierarchy. Baptism is the first and foremost authority to understanding and following Jesus. [2]

Much of the history of the church is the story of who gets to say and do what in the life of the believing community. It is the story of an increasingly complex bureaucracy detailing who gets to approach God on behalf of the people and approach the people on behalf of God. The early Baptist impulse was to say that the unlettered and the unwashed also testify to the work of the Holy Spirit. The unanointed, the unlettered, the non-ordained also have access and also are called to speak to the difficult choices involved in following Jesus.

We forget that Baptists in England and in its American colonies were met with brutal repression by the politically-established churches of their time. One court case in the Massachusetts Bay Colony referred to Baptists as “incendiaries of the Commonwealth.”[3] Now having become a majority people in the United States, many Baptists no longer remember that our forebears were harassed, jailed and sometimes hung by the religiously-backed state authorities.[4]

Whenever Baptists have been at our best, there is a kind of erosion of established sanction as to who can testify to the Spirit’s presence in the church and in the world. Over and over again we discover that the Spirit erupts from below rather than trickling down from above. It is from the margins of power, not from the centers, that God acts to save and to liberate. Which is why we must locate ourselves in proximity to those margins if we are to hear what the Spirit is saying.

3. Third on my list of Baptist impulses which need conserving is this: The denial that membership in the state and membership in the church are not the same thing. That’s a fancy way of saying that being a citizen does not make you a believer. The interests of the imperial authorities (whether state, church or other hierarchy) and the interests of the believing community are not always parallel and harmonious. They’re often in conflict. It was the English King James I, who left founding Baptist pastor John Helwys to rot in prison, who complained, “It would be only half a king who controlled his subject’s bodies but not their souls.”[5] Make no mistake about this: Every king, every imperial authority, longs to control both bodies and souls of all citizens.[6] Every such authority wants to limit what is possible to what is available. Roger Williams, founder of the first Baptist congregation in the American hemisphere, wrote that people in power are seldom willing to “hear any other music but what is known to please them.”[7]

This, of course, is one of the ways our context in the US is very different from your context here in Cuba. Here the life of the church has sometimes been marginalized by the state. There has been discrimination against Christians seeking full participation in political life.

This historical experience, however, is actually one of the great strengths of the church in Cuba. Here you have been forced to learn to live without the kind of privilege and protection by the state which so often seduces the church in North America. Here you have had to learn that God’s blessing and the state’s blessing are not the same. Being “disestablished” is a painful process. But I am convinced that the church will not discover its true calling unless it undergoes this kind of conversion.

4. The fourth reason we should shepherd and sustain Baptist convictions is because delegitimizing violence done in the name of God is among our most challenging tasks in the modern era. This work of delegitimizing sacred violence is the most effective organizing principle of interfaith dialogue and action. Such work allows people of faith and conscience, in all our diversity, to make common cause without the silly (and counterproductive) attempt to homogenize our distinctive traditions.

What we often fail to note in our celebrations of the legacy of religious liberty pioneers is that some of these very advocates were themselves the least willing to grant liberty to others. In my own country’s colonial history, William Bradford, governor of the early Plymouth Colony, wrote of his Pilgrim community’s battle with the Pequot Indians at Mystic River, beginning with the torching of the Pequot village: "It was a fearful sight to see them thus frying in the fire and the streams of blood quenching the same, and horrible was the stink and scent thereof; but the victory seemed a sweet sacrifice, and [we] gave the praise thereof to God."[8]

The most bloodthirsty jihadists in our day are nothing new in the history of purported divine sanction of slaughter.[9] Roger Williams insisted that it is “directly contrary to the nature of Christ Jesus . . . that throats of men should be torne out for his sake.”[10]

Where some of us in the United States still grieve over the fate of the Pequot nation (among hundreds of other nations of indigenous people), some of you here in Cuba still grieve over the fate of the Taíno people.

One of the most egregious examples of state bribery of religious freedom comes from 1962. A group of 200 business executives and university presidents in the United States formed what was called the Committee for Economic Development. The report they issued from their deliberations is titled “An Adaptive Program for Agriculture.” One of the recommendations from that report is this chilling statement: "Where there are religious obstacles to modern economic progress, the religion may have to be taken less seriously or its character altered.[11]

5. My final agenda for Baptist-flavored believers is likely the most controversial, at least within the United States. In this instance, the contexts of the United States and of Cuba are very different. I offer this so that you may overhear an urgent discussion going on in our context:

We must find a way to undertake a vigorous critique of the meaning of the word “freedom” itself.

It has been said that “patriotism is the last refuge of scoundrels” [Samuel Johnson]. Nowadays, it is the language of “freedom” that more commonly disguises the license of greed and self-interest. I seriously doubt freedom language can any longer carry the freight we intend. Let me tell you a story about Francisco Rodés, one of the founders of COEBAC. Many of you know him.

On one of Paco’s first visits to the US, he told me he needed a kitchen cabinet handle to replace a broken one at his home. No problem, I said, and I drove him to one of those large “home improvement” stores. Some of you have been to the United States, and you know what I’m talking about—these are enormous stores, with aisles stretching on almost as far as the eye can see.

Paco had never been in such a store. You can imagine his eyes as we drove into the parking lot—such a massive building. And then all the more so when we stepped inside its cavernous interior.

I wasn’t sure where the cabinet handles were kept, so we walked up and down several aisles before we rounded the corner and, sure enough, there was what we were looking for. Actually, there were hundreds of different shapes, colors and designs of cabinet handles—a whole wall of them.

Paco stared in disbelief at first. But then he turned to me, with a sly grin on his face, raised his arms and jubilantly announced, “FREEDOM!”

In our era and in our communities, the freedom language so precious to Christians—especially Baptist-flavored folk like us—has been hijacked, disemboweled and repackaged in fraudulent and frightful ways. Militarily, in the United Stated, freedom is now represented by the legal justification of preemptive war, first articulated in President Bush’s 2002 National Security Strategy declaration and now assumed by President Obama. Never before in our history has our government explicitly stated the right to wage discretionary war. All the president has to do is say someone, or some entity, is a threat to national security. This is what freedom come to mean.

Economically speaking, “freedom” is the descriptive adjective we use to justify our nation’s economic institutions’ goal of penetrating and controlling the economies of other countries. This is the root cause of the U.S. embargo against Cuba. The US is afraid that other countries in Latin America would refuse to participate in a market economy whose terms are set by the wealthiest countries.

Four years ago the United States’ Supreme Court issued a ruling on a case commonly known as “Citizens United.” With that judicial decision, the highest legal authority in our country asserted that corporations can, for legal purposes, be considered human beings. The effect of that ruling eliminates restrictions on contributions to political candidates and parties by large corporations. We are quickly moving to a nation with—literally speaking—the best government money can buy. It makes mockery of the notion of participatory democracy. This is done, of course, under the guise of freedom.

Unfortunately, the language of freedom is also corrupting our church life. In many Baptist congregations in my country—especially the more liberal congregations—if you asked members what was most important, they would say “freedom.” What that means, though, is that if freedom is my highest value, then I do not need to make serious commitments.

Many years ago a friend of mine who is a cartoonist drew a scene where two church members were talking. The caption, where one is responding to the other, is this: “The Kingdom of God first? Really first? How inconvenient.” In other words, to be free in Christ has come to mean that faith has few if any serious consequences, that spiritual disciplines and costly missions are no longer expected or required.

An author in the U.S. wrote this bit of sarcasm about such religious “freedom”: "I would like to buy $3 worth of God, please, not enough to explode my soul or disturb my sleep, but just enough to equal a cup of warm milk or a snooze in the sunshine. I want ecstasy, not transformation; I want warmth of the womb, not a new birth. I want a pound of the Eternal in a paper sack."[12]

So these are my five reasons why I believe the “Baptist” accusation is worth the embarrassment. First, because the Baptist impulse is not chauvinistic, but is meant to be a distinctive contribution to all traveling the Jesus Road.

Second, the Baptist impulse involves democratizing access to the holy. The educated, the sophisticated, the articulate and socially acceptable do not have copyright authority on the Holy Spirit.

Third, membership in the state and in the church are not the same.

Fourth, we must delegitimize violence done in the name of God.

And finally, the Baptist impulse demands that we critique the contemporary use of freedom language.

A discussion about the nature of freedom, and especially what it means to be “free in Christ” as Paul exhorted the church at Galatia,[13] could occupy all our time. There is of course the kind of freedom that resists all imperial authority: where ecclesiastical or cultural or economic or political. These are urgent topics, and the implications of such impulses here in Cuba will be different than for us in the United States.

Nevertheless, there is a different kind of freedom which all of us, in whatever circumstances, need to learn. And with this I will close.

One of my mentors in the faith is Will Campbell, an author in the United States. Here’s how he describes the kind of freedom we most need to learn. "[F]reedom is not something that you find or someone gives to you. It is something you assume. And then you wait for someone to come and take it away from you. And the amount of resistance you put up is the amount of freedom you will have."[14]

The singer-songwriter Kris Kristofferson wrote: “Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”[15] There is no greater threat to imperial powers of every sort than people who are so free they have “nothing left to lose.” We, as people of the Resurrected One, know that not even death can threaten us. We are free to risk much, for we are safe. We are empowered to live in the face of mortal threat because we know, as the singer Johnny Cash said it, “Ain’t no grave can hold my body down.”[16]

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. An earlier version of this address was originally delivered to the Coalition for Baptist Principles breakfast, American Baptist Churches USA Biennial, 21-23 June 2013, Overland Park, Kansas.

 

[1] I use the word “impulse” in a way similar to Baptist theologian James McClendon does in identifying the “small b” baptist vision, which characterize larger parts of the Christian tradition than merely those self-identifying as denomionationally Baptist. cf. Systematic Theology, 1:27-28, 33-34.
[2] As Episcopalian theologian William Stringfellow suggested, for those on the Jesus Road every issue is an issue of baptism, because the issue of baptism is about questions of power.  With our confidence in the Resurrection—God’s power over the realm of death—we can risk much, because we are safe. Not even death can take away anything important. This is the secret of our freedom and our joy. Nothing frightens imperial agents of any sort more than free, fearless people. http://prodigal.typepad.com/prodigal_kiwi/files/william_stringfellow_not_vice_versa.%2520Reading%2520the%2520Powers%2520Biblically%2520-%2520Stringfellow,%2520Hermeneutics,and%2520the%2520Principalities%2520by%2520Bill%2520Wylie-Kellermann.pdf
[3] 1644 Massachusetts Bay Colony statute, quoted at http://www.pbministries.org/History/J.%20R.%20Graves/Old%20Landmarkism/old_landmarkism_15.htm
[4] I personally trace my religious identity back to our Anabaptist cousins on the European continent in the 16th and 17th centuries. They were the first organized Christian bodies founded explicitly to declare that what happened in Jesus was God’s declaration of nonviolent power. Those Anabaptists, along with some English and colonial Baptists, made refusal to bear the sword in defense of the state a constitutive element of their theological vision. In other words, they were saying something important about the nature of God and the career of the church.
[5] Quoted in James R. Coggins, John Smyth’s Congregation: English Separatism, Mennonite Influence, and the Elect Nation, Waterloo, Ont., Herald Press 1991, p. 130.
[6] Modern sociologists call the process “manufacturing consent.” See Manufacturing Consent: The Political Economy of the Mass Media (1988), by Edward S Herman and Noam Chomsky, building on the earlier work of Walter Lipmann in Public Opinion.
[7] Colonial Baptist Roger Williams (1603-1683), as quoted by biographer Edwin Gaustad, quoted in THE WHITSITT JOURNAL, Winter 1998
[8] Quoted in Nathaniel Philbrick, Mayflower: A story of courage, community, and war, p. 7. Can you hear in that phrase the genesis of that bipartisan bit of presidential piety: “God bless America”?
[9] Philip Jenkins’ Laying Down the Sword: Why We Can’t Ignore the Bible’s Violent Verses surveys the extensive assortment of texts which authorize divinely-sanctioned violence in Jewish-Christian Scripture.
[10] The Bloudy Tenent of Persecution, for Cause of Conscience, p. 261
[11] Quoted in PeaceWork, Baptist Peace Fellowship of North America, September/October 1987, p. 12
[12] Wilbur Reese, “$3 Worth of God,” Leadership, Vol. 4, No. 1.
[13] See Galatians 5.
[14] Will D. Campbell, "Vocation and Grace," in CALLINGS, edited by James Y. Holloway and Will D. Campbell, p. 275, Paulist Press 1974.
[15] “Me and Bobby McGee.”
[16] American VI: Ain’t No Grave.

Such is the journey

We are free to act boldly because
we are safe.

We are safe because we are at rest.

We are at rest because we have
been forgiven.

We are forgiven because we have
come to know that Jesus meets us
in our weakness, not our strength.

And in the strength of our weakness
we find our security, and we lose our
fears, which is what allows us to act boldly.

Such is the journey, ever onward, of
spiritual formation for God’s coming Reign.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. Communion meditation.

Humility

The problem with humility is that
if you think you have some, you
probably don’t. No mirror exists
that will reflect it. And trying to
check on your “humility quotient”
is like pulling up a plant to see if
the roots are developing.

Genuine humility is swayed neither
by promise of heaven nor threat of hell.
Humility is blind to every lovely face,
every bar of achievement, every
seductive gesture save that of God.
Not because God is possessive or
judgmental or petulant. God is
delightful. Once you experience
that Delight, all other measurements
seem frivolous.

Once you experience that Delight,
you become fearless, free from the
clutches both of vanity and hesitation
alike. Such self-forgetfulness gives
rise to freedom, and freedom results
in audaciousness, for in the Presence
of such a Lover no gain can boast nor
loss encroach.

Grace, grace alone, is sufficient, and
thereby focuses life’s choices: the whole
world is destined for the Beloved’s
embrace, and we are the advance heralds
of this Beloved Community.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

In remembrance of me

“Do this in remembrance of me,”
       Jesus told his disciples during their
       final meal together.
To “remember” Jesus is not simply
      to experience fond memories
      and tender emotions:

Those were the days, were they not?
Let us toast their memory!

It is not simply to recollect the events
of that evening. This memorializing is
anamnesis, to recreate, reenact and
reanimate the drama of Jesus’ life:
       •to enter into his passion and
              character;
       •to love whom he loved and
              confront whom he confronted;
       •to be animated by the same vocation;
       •to be turned and churned, even
             spurned, in like manner;
       •to be similarly authorized—and
              stigmatized;
       •to be implicated in his mission
              and thus in his fate.

And to encounter first-hand the
resurrecting power that rolled
the stone from his tomb and
continues to overpower all
subsequent seals of death.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org.

Claim on Jesus

It has been said: Our weakness is our only claim on Jesus. “Come to me,
you who are weary. . . . For my yoke is light” (Mt. 11:28, 30).

“Aha!” you say. “Just as I suspected. What God really wants is to keep
us subservient and dependent! On our knees, rather than on our own
two feet. This religion business is nothing more than a form of social
control—with leaders, pretending to speak for God, slyly bolstering
their own exploiting power.”

If that were true, I would say: This “Master” must die if we are to find
our freedom. This “God” is nothing but a pimp and his disciples are
but hustlers.

But something else is at stake—something so subtle that it cannot be
said directly but only ironically.

Rather than slavery, this “weakness” is the key to freedom,
       to strength,
       to security and
       to maturity.
Acknowledging weakness means abandoning self-absorbed life:
•being full of ourselves is what makes prodigals of us all;
       •service to the god of maximum return is what perpetuates poverty;
       •confidence in the redemptive power of violence is what authorizes
           the gods of vengeance;
       •obsession with security is the engine of enmity and the impetus
           to impotence.

Confession is arduous and inconvenient precisely because we must
first grow “weary” of these illusions of power. Exhaustion ushers us to
the door of weakness and weariness—and, for those with eyes to see, a
Way opens to deliverance.

        It was said of Jesus that he relinquished privilege, embraced
weakness, took the form of a servant—all for the sake of restoring
God’s Beloved Community (cf. Phil. 2:6-8). To be a follower of Jesus
is to enter the same drama. Such weakness includes:
       •the choice of suffering love over violent justice;
       •the commitment to sustained presence among the abandoned
           and the abused;
       •the willingness to learn how to love enemies, however close at
           hand or far away;
       •the redemptive embrace of the whole created order.

So let us enter this confessional with weary boldness. We confess
our wanton ways, our prodigal journeys.

In your extravagant welcome, Christ have mercy.

We confess our timid and passionless pursuit of your Promise.

In your extravagant welcome, Christ have mercy.

Merciful Mother, Forgiving Father, make us brothers of compassion
and sisters of grace.

In your extravagant welcome, Christ have mercy.
Pardon our wandering feet and our wanton hearts.

In your extravagant welcome, restore us to your Redemptive Home,
to your Refreshing Presence, and to our reconciling mission. Forgive,
that we may be forgivers.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. Inspired by the story of the “prodigal son,” Luke 15:11-32.

Would that you knew

Weep, oh my soul,
with tears painful and public:
when life abandons ardor for order;
when the demand for sober security

upstages the generative prospect of passion;
when the birthright of fertile charism
is bartered for a ration of bridled expedience.
The blessed struggle—¡Buena lucha!—is upon us.

The City of Promise
is bathed in the tears of the Beloved
      —would that you knew,
            would that you knew—
who cries not in indignation or threat

but in persevering confidence
that this season of coercion
will be exhausted from its taunting
of the One who knows no revenge.

For this donkey-mounted Messiah
rejects all messianic folly
with announcement of an Empire
subverting all imperial ambition.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. 2006 Holy Week meditation on Luke 19:41:
“And when he drew near and saw the city he wept over it, saying
Would that you knew the things that make for peace.’”
In memory of William Sloan Coffin (June 1, 1924 – April 12, 2006)

The last word

A wedding blessing

May you store up patience, for life is not always kind,
and you need to persevere.
     Remember that regret is not the last word.

Despite life’s disregard, the last word is this:
           One day every cup will overflow.

May you store up affection, for sometimes the heart
grows cold, and you need to persevere.
     Remember that bitterness is not the last word.

Despite every cold-hearted season, the last word is this:
          One day the sun’s warm embrace will thaw every
                brittle grimace.

May you store up mercy, for life is not always gentle,
and you need to persevere.
     Remember that enmity is not the last word.

Despite life’s brutal stain, the last word is this:
           One day pardon will trump vengeance.

May you store up forgiveness, for life is not always charitable.
     Remember that judgment is not the last word.

Despite all cruel reproach, the last word is this:
           One day grace will have its way.

May you store up hope, for life is not always buoyant,
and you need to persevere.
     Remember that despair is not the last word.

Despite all dismay, the last word is this:
           One day the meek will inherit the earth.

May you store up faith, for life is not always devout,
and you need to persevere.
     Remember that infidelity is not the last word.

Despite life’s treacherous grip, the last word is this:
           One day creation itself will shed its decay.

May you store up praise, for life is not always jubilant,
and you need to persevere.
     Remember that lament shall not have the last word.

Despite every mother’s grief, every father’s sorrow,
the last word is this:
           One day those who sow in tears will reap
                 with shouts of joy.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. Biblical texts quoted or adapted: Psalm 23:5; Zephaniah 3:19; Romans 8:19-24; Psalm 126:5.

Ten years

How well I remember standing there on the
Sidewalk in Santa Fe in front of a jewelry store
           where you'd just picked up your rings.

My wife of twenty-seven years, me, the two of you.
The two of you trying your best not to melt into the
           pavement under the weight of emotions;

The two of us with eyes watering from the
Holy smoke from some nearby burning bush,
           wondering if we should take off our shoes.

We went to a Lyle Lovett concert that night,
And as a concluding encore he sang that old
Gospel hymn, with its refrain,
           while on others thou art calling,
            do not pass me by . . .*

And, sure enough, a cool breeze broke the heat and
Made us shiver. Such delight. Such pure delight,
           nestled within the sun-soaked faces

And scuffed boots of year after multiplied year
Of faithfully-attentive gaze and lovesome
           perseverance.

I stumble into grace just
           remembering.
Here's hoping the rains find your pastures.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. Written to commemorate a decade of covenant ties (unrecognized by state authorities) with the purchase of rings. *Line from “Pass Me Not, O Gentle Savior,” Fanny Crosby.

The labor of lament

Who among you believe that
grieving and lamentation
are symptoms of despair.
Not so!
Only the hopeless are silent
in the face of calamity—
silenced because they no
longer aspire even to be heard,
much less heeded. The labor
of lament, on the other hand,
is premised on the expectation
that grief’s rule will be bound
by the Advent of Another.
The liturgy of grief transforms
the pain of lament into passion
for an outcome forged in justice
and tempered in mercy. Such an
outcome is not ours to impose
by strength of will or accomplished
by force of threat; yet it does demand
of us relentless struggle and steadfast resolve.

Come, you whose beds are awash
in weeping, you whose portion is
tear-mingled wine and bread of mourning.
Come, come to the mountain
of Refuge. There the Spirit,
as with Jesus before, kneels
ready to bathe your feet with her tears.
Hear this Word of assurance, you
of wavering endurance: the
moment nears when those sowing
in tears will reap shouts of
extravagant joy.

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. Written for an ecumenical “Service of Lament and Healing” following the August 2014 killing of Michael Brown by police in Ferguson, MO. Inspired by Ps 6:6; 42:3; 80:5; 102:9; Luke 7:38;

Sorry, sorry, sorry

We kill and bomb
Murder and maim
Target and terrorize mostly
      (for high-tech armies)
from great distance
the better not to see actual faces
or severed limbs, or intestines oozing through
holes where belly buttons used to testify
to being a mother-born child

But then we apologize
     Sorry
           So sorry
                 Deeply regret
                       Such a tragedy!
                             Sorry, sorry, sorry

We do everything we can to limit civilian casualties
“This isn’t Sunday school”
     (one politician’s actual words)
Didn’t have those children in our sights
Impossible to see, at 10,000 feet,
     whether Kalashnakovs are present
Smart bombs aren’t flawless
Flawed intelligence
     (as if a test score were at stake)
Military necessity
Rules of engagement need refining
S**t happens
We gave them advance warning
War is hell

The unintended consequences and inevitable
eventualities in hostile force-reduction and
counter-insurgency strategic operations
      (See s**t happens)
Freedom isn’t free
Do unto others before they do unto you
Asymmetrical warfare
      (“Why don’t they come out and fight like men!”)
No independent verification of claims of civilian massacre
     (aka, no one left standing)
 “This is no My Lai” (Vietnam, where as many as 504—
      the Pentagon says only 347—unarmed women,
      children and old men were killed by U.S. troops, no
      weapons recovered, for which one soldier was
      convicted, spending 4 months in prison.) 

We fight them there so we don’t have to fight them here
     (which is why the U.S. needs 1,000 or so military
      bases outside its borders, dozens with golf courses)

Won’t happen again, unless it does, then
                                   Sorry, Sorry, Sorry
Video, and sentiments, at the top of the hour
     They left us no option
           Forced into this corner
                 Them or us
                       Hearings to be convened
                             We’ll get to the bottom of this
We need to wait ’til all the facts are in

But only eyes, no heads, will roll:
     foreign-born blood being cheap as it is
If war is the answer
     the question must be really stupid

©Ken Sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org. Written in 2002 after hearing one too many public officials rationalize “collateral damage”against innocent victims of U.S. military strikes.