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Listening for whispering hope

Polling the electoral "whitelash"

by Ken Sehested

“The parents have eaten sour grapes, and the children’s teeth are set on edge.”
—Ezekiel 18:2

        “What on earth are you going to write [about the election outcome]?” a friend wrote this week.

        “Don’t know yet—still sorting through my own emotional reactions . . . something between flamethrowing and fetal crouch,” I responded.

        I went to bed Tuesday night hours before the final tally, but not until the news anchors’ faces began to blanch as the number began piling up, telling a different story from their teleprompters’ received wisdom. Early on I instinctively doubted polling guru Nate Silver’s prediction that Clinton had a 78% chance of winning. Trump had confounded too many predictions over the past 18 months.

        Nevertheless, despite my measure of realism, the next morning it felt like a gut punch when I turned on NPR and heard the outcome.

        “I’m so glad I don’t have to preach this Sunday,” Nancy said, coming into the kitchen as I sipped coffee.

        “There is that comfort,” I said sarcastically. Months ago I agreed to sermonize this Sunday.

        “Talked to Jessica,” she said. “This morning Sydney [our too-tender-hearted 8 year-old granddaughter] was so upset at the election result they kept her home from school.”

        My avenging impulse (I am, as Caesar Chavez wrote, a violent man learning to be nonviolent) went to Jesus’ stern warning against any who would cause a little one to stumble, saying “it would be better if a millstone were hung around your neck and you were thrown into the sea.”

        Then I instinctively altered John the Revelator’s similar indictment of imperial hubris: “Then a mighty angel took up a great millstone and threw it into the sea, saying ‘With such violence Donald Trump and all his Towers will be thrown down, and will be found no more.’” Even the dust drowned.

        Just last week I was joining in syndicated columnist Leonard Pitts’ imprecatory prayer.  “I don’t want the GOP defeated," he wrote. "I want it immolated. I want it razed to the foundation, reduced to moonscape, left unlivable even for cockroaches. I want it treated like boot heels treat ants and furnaces treat ice cubes. . . .”

         As if domestic forewarnings were not sufficiently alarming, the spokesperson for one of several jidahist groups in Syria tweeted, “Trump’s victory is a powerful slap to those promoting the benefits of democratic mechanisms.”

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        Then I remembered that quote about the need for suspicion when God persistently looks and thinks like we do.

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        The exit polls in this election have produced some head-scratching conclusions. Some for-instances.

        •Despite the fact that for the first time in history a woman was a major-party candidate, Trump received more women’s votes (53%) than Clinton (43%).

        •Stunningly, 81% of personal-morality-boosting evangelical Christians voted for Trump. In 2011, only 30% of white evangelicals said a notoriously immoral candidate can fulfill their duties in office. This year, 72% took that position. I guess the other 9% just winged it on this one, as in other ways: Nearly a quarter of his supporters also acknowledged that The Donald lacks presidential qualifications, and just as many knew he doesn’t have the temperament for one with access to nuclear launch codes.

        All in all, an emotive middle-fingered salute to The Way Things Are.

        •The American public’s temperament is no less under suspicion. Only 56% of eligible voters did so. Combined with the facts that (a) neither candidate secured even 26% of the voting population’s ballots and (b) Clinton actually tallied more votes than Trump, I’d say we have some tough questions to answer about our assumptions to democracy.

        •Interestingly—and this surprised me—exit polls found no evidence to suggest that income status affected the likelihood for Trump support.

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        A cell phone video at York County (Pennsylvania) School of Technology recorded some students walking the hall with a “Trump/Pence” campaign poster chanting “White power.”

        Middle school students in a Detroit suburb chanted "build the wall" during lunchtime on Wednesday, hours after Donald Trump became president-elect of the United States, according to school officials. —ABC News

        On Wednesday morning someone at New York University’s (my alma mater) Tandon School of Engineering wrote "Trump" on the door of Muslim students’ prayer room. (See Sean O’Kane’s “Day 1 in Trump’s America” for other examples of post-election hate mongering.)

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        CNN commentator Van Jones spoke some of the most emotionally-wrenching remarks on election night. "You have people putting children to bed tonight and they are afraid of breakfast. They're afraid of 'How do I explain this to my children?”  He then went on to coin a poignantly appropriate term to describe the electoral results: whitelash.

        To be sure, Donald Trump is pretty much the poster boy for misogyny (and we can be thankful that, because of this campaign, more people know what that word means). To be sure again, there are powerful economic forces compounding our class divide evidenced by swelling levels of income economic inequality, though its perpetrators include both the Republican and Democratic parties. And to be sure yet again, there is an enormous cultural divide in this country pitting rural and urban communities, driven both by competing economic interests and popular media.

Above: LECTION & ELECTION; During election week members of Circle of Mercy Congregation, Asheville, NC, are creating art—using phrases from Isaiah 65, the lection for Sunday 13 November—as a reminder of our post-electoral horizon.

        But we would be hard pressed not to say whitelash. At the outset of the last century W.E.B. DuBois, in The Souls of Black Folk, said “the problem of the Twentieth Century is the problem of color line,” though with this election a more global picture comes into view, given Trump’s emphatic, repetitious disparaging of Mexicans and Muslims and all manner of racial dog-whistling. In this sense, as William Faulkner noted, the past isn’t dead—it isn’t even past.

        Compounding domestic racial tension is a virile, broader nativism holding the rest of the world in contempt. Is this what will make America “great” again?

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 “For godly grief produces a repentance that leads to salvation and
brings no regret, but worldly grief produces death.”
—2 Corinthians 7:10

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        Asking what are we to do? is always appropriate—but I find it frustrating, too, because too often the question is asked as if there were a grocery list. Something far more demanding is at stake.

        I’ve long felt that the church’s loss of its rituals of lament is our greatest frailty. We hardly know how to moan together—grieving for loved ones lost, to be sure, but moaning, too, over the state of our neighborhood and nation and the nausea of the earth itself. The work of grief—grief, not shame—is not an exercise in despair but in fact is premised on the expectation that trouble’s rule will one day come undone. The liturgy of grief transforms the pain of lament into passion for an outcome forged in justice and tempered in mercy.

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"Give sorrow words; the grief that does not speak / Whispers the oe’r fraught heart and bids it speak."
—William Shakespeare, “Macbeth,” Act 4, Scene 3

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        The work of reconciliation will involve an extensive list of personal and congregational initiatives, along with advocacy with other people of faith and conscience for larger public policies—local, national and global—that nudge the arc of history toward justice. Among them are complex issues requires our best intelligence and moral passion. But as we go charging into that thicket we need forming—predispositioning—as to our proper role and posture.

Right: Art: by Dan Trabue

        The soured grapes of wrath and generational trauma ferment with a fury we hardly understand and catch us up in a bedeviled history beyond our knowing. The work of unraveling the tangled knots, treating the festered wounds, and restoring neighborly bonds and bounds will require more than seasonal attention and pious enamel.

        To move toward healing streams, though, we must be subjected to godly grief’s refining fire; we must lose our innocence if we are to stand with the innocent; we must breach the boundaries that obstruct a critical assessment of our own complicity; we must return to the edge of our seats, listening to the Spirit’s plea from above whispered by voices from below.

        “Then when the night is upon us, / Why should the heart sink away? / When the dark midnight is over, / Watch for the breaking of day. / Whispering hope, / O how welcome thy voice, / Making my heart in it's sorrow rejoice.” (Hymn lyrics by Septimus Winner)

©ken sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

After Tuesday

Electoral season pastoral prayer

Nancy Hastings Sehested
Sunday 6 November 2016

Thank you God, for the shaping from the saints in our lives…for the foolish and the wise ones, the serious and the silly ones, the reserve and the overbearing ones, the mischievous and the obedient ones…lives whose presence have broadened and enriched our own.

Free us from regrets by your grace. Strengthen us by the witness of your hope-bearing and love-embracing saints before us. May these days make saints of all of us in perseverance in the struggles, in resistance to evil, in reliance on your Spirit.

After Tuesday, may we pick up where we never left off…feeding the hungry, teaching and tending the children, listening to the lonely, comforting the broken-hearted, healing the sick, raising all those who are dead and disheartened in spirit.

After Tuesday, may we be found among that countless number who still practice the politics of praise for your creation, and who have always made art of your divine deal of reconciliation.

After Tuesday, may we be counted among that number who still lives for your great dreams for humanity again and again and again…bolstered by the resolve that we are stronger together when we sacrifice together for the common wealth, the common good, the common cause of justice and peace.

After Tuesday, may you still find us with Jesus, walking unafraid, unfaltering…undone only by your Spirit swirling in and around us all.

After Tuesday, may we be convinced more deeply than ever that nothing, neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation can separate us from your love.

Through the Christ of love, we pray and pray and pray. Amen.

©nancy hastings sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

 

 

 

Isaiah 65 coloring book & “After Tuesday” pastoral prayer

Reaffirming rainbow promises in light of an electoral deluge

This week members of my congregation are adding artistic colors to one or more of the 22 pages of an “Isaiah 65 coloring book.” Adults have been encouraged to decorate one or more page as they watch elections results Tuesday night.

Each of the pages has a phrase pointing to a profoundly different future, taken from Isaiah 65 (plus one from a similar text in Isaiah 11 and from Mary’s hymn of praise in Luke 1) each against a rainbow background, the sign of God’s re-creational covenant in Genesis 9.

This coming Sunday, 14 November, featuring the Isaiah 65 text, will be our first post-election gathering to discern what “After Tuesday” looks like and what it means for the living of these days. Artwork created by members will be displayed in our sanctuary next Sunday.

You can download the 22-page Isaiah 65 coloring book by clicking on the icon below.

Nancy Hastings Sehested offered her “After Tuesday” pastoral prayer during our season of prayer and All Saints observance, as we surrounded ourselves with a “cloud of witnesses” providing buoyancy in this turbulent season.

Ken Sehested

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"After Tuesday"

Pastoral prayer by Nancy Hastings Sehested
Sunday 6 November 2016

Thank you God, for the shaping from the saints in our lives…for the foolish and the wise ones, the serious and the silly ones, the reserve and the overbearing ones, the mischievous and the obedient ones…lives whose presence have broadened and enriched our own.

Free us from regrets by your grace. Strengthen us by the witness of your hope-bearing and love-embracing saints before us. May these days make saints of all of us in perseverance in the struggles, in resistance to evil, in reliance on your Spirit.

After Tuesday, may we pick up where we never left off…feeding the hungry, teaching and tending the children, listening to the lonely, comforting the broken-hearted, healing the sick, raising all those who are dead and disheartened in spirit.

After Tuesday, may we be found among that countless number who still practice the politics of praise for your creation, and who have always made art of your divine deal of reconciliation.

After Tuesday, may we be counted among that number who still lives for your great dreams for humanity again and again and again…bolstered by the resolve that we are stronger together when we sacrifice together for the common wealth, the common good, the common cause of justice and peace.

After Tuesday, may you still find us with Jesus, walking unafraid, unfaltering…undone only by your Spirit swirling in and around us all.

After Tuesday, may we be convinced more deeply than ever that nothing, neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation can separate us from your love.

Through the Christ of love, we pray and pray and pray. Amen.

How you can support the Standing Rock action opposing the Dakota Access Pipeline

(See “Signs of the Times: 3 August 2016, No. 95” on the prayerandpolitiks.org site for additional background.)

by Ken Sehested

Nobody made a greater mistake than he who did nothing because he could only do a little.
—Edmund Burke

Posted below are links to 5 “how to help” articles. (There is overlap in the first four.) I haven’t researched the veracity of these, but neither do I think there’s reason to suspect their recommendations. As with any such decision, using common sense is always required.

•“10 Ways You Can Help the Standing Rock Sioux Fight the Dakota Access Pipeline,” Jay Syrmopoulos, The Free Thought Project.com

•“How You Can Help Standing Rock Activists Stop the Dakota Access Pipeline,” Rachael Prokop, Greenpeace

•“How You Can Support Standing Rock,” Thane Maxwell, Yes! magazine

•“How to Support NoDAPL,” Ea O Ka Aina

•“How to Contact the 17 Banks Funding the Dakota Access Pipeline.” Here are CEO names, emails, and phone numbers—because banks have choices when it comes to what projects they give loans to.”—Emily Fuller, YES! magazine

Basically the list of actions boil down to short-range and long-range needs. The short-term ones are things like:

•join the protest (at this point it looks like the organizers are still welcoming allies on the ground, particularly those willing to help with the massive logistical challenges like food preparation and cleaning of all sorts)

•contribute money (a variety of options are listed in the articles) or supplies

•advocate by communicating with public officials—the ones closest to the action, especially)

Long-range needs are diverse, and include things like:

•communicating with public officials who have the capacity to shape longer-term goals, like developing the infrastructure for alternative energy sources

•lobbying the financial institutions that support the various companies that work on constructing and managing the pipeline (and fossil fuel development in general)

•supporting organizations like 350.org or Beyond Extreme Energy that have national and even international visions and mechanisms for change toward a future beyond fossil fuels

•using all available media to communicate facts and perspective, everything from personal conversation to social media and mainstream media

The inspiring campaign at Standing Rock will be wasted if that inspiration, that energy is not funneled into a movement pressing for substantial long-term policy shifts, altered financial priorities and cultural renewal for the common good.

I would also add there are even longer-range needs. These include the entire spectrum of personal to public shift in awareness and policy options in the struggle for a healthy, sustainable and just world.

•I believe personal spiritual transformation is an ongoing need for us all, because the deepest roots of violence inflicting the world must be addressed in ourselves. (I subscribe to Caesar Chavez’s confession: “I am a violent man learning to be nonviolent.”)

•To be effective, the work of personal spiritual renewal must be done in community—however formal or informal, and in fact most of us are connected to more than one such community.

•To be actually transformative (there’s a whole lot that passes for spiritual transformation that are really disguised forms of narcissism and self-centeredness) the change involves linking with others to alter public consensus and public policy.

•Unfortunately, public advocacy is often too narrowly defined as influencing elected officials. Substantive change will be resisted, because there are people profiting from the status quo. Our politicians rarely pursue unpopular positions without sufficient support from their constituency.

•Such transformation must also involve deeper analysis—learning that peels back the lies we have been taught, learning “alternative” history, finding creative ways to listen to those voices not being heard, finding ways to bring to the table those currently excluded.

•Such transformation must be aware that the work is difficult; that it requires various forms of discipline (the word “discipline” is rooted in the word “learning”); that it requires perseverance; that it will likely, in one way or another, be risky and painful. (There is, as Jesus said, a kind of dying that must take place before living can begin.)

Finally, the key factor in deciding among the multitude of things you might do is discerning what on that list makes your heart leap up. No one can do everything; and sometimes we can only do one thing. Focus on doing that one thing well—then if you have extra time and energy, do another, and maybe another.

As the old saying goes, after all is said and done, there’s usually a lot more said than done. Focus on the doing, however small that may seem in the larger picture. You’re not in charge of the larger picture.

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Postscript

The day after publishing the “Signs of the Times” column on this topic, I came across an article which is the single best, most concise overview of the issues involved:

•“Dakota Access pipeline: the who, what, and why of the Standing Rock protests,” Sam Levin, The Guardian

Caught in the mess, caught in the mercy

An invitation to the Table

by Nancy Hastings Sehested

It was field day on the prison yard. A couple hundred inmates were competing in basketball and volleyball games and relay races. The cooler of fruit punch ran out, but they had a water fountain on the side of the building. But Montel was in a wheelchair and couldn’t reach the fountain. He wheeled over to the staff tent and asked for a cup of water from the staff cooler. Several staff said no. Then he turned to me, the chaplain, and asked for water. I said no.

I couldn’t sleep that night. Why didn’t I give a man a cup of water? Jesus said something specific about that, and if anyone gives a cup of cold water. . . .

First thing the next morning, I went to his housing unit to see him.

I wanted to cover my shame with an apology. I wanted him to know I was a good person and not like the others. I waited. An officer said it took awhile for Montel to get ready each morning.

Twenty minutes later he came out. “Montel, I came to apologize to you,” I blurted. “I’m really sorry that I didn’t give you water yesterday out on the yard.”

“What?” he said. “You came down here at 8 o’clock to tell me that? Chap, this ain’t about you. This whole damn mess ain’t about you.” With those words, Montel turned his wheelchair around and went back to his cell.

I stood on the concrete floor unable to move my legs. My mind raced. I’d wanted absolution. Instead I got the whole damnable truth. It’s not about me.

And yet it is about me and about you and about Montel and how we are all caught in the whole damnable mess. James Baldwin said, “People are trapped in history and history is trapped in them.”

Caught. Both Pharisee and tax-collector stood alone. Both in their own way sought some public parcel of ground to stand on to justify some measure of goodness.

Jesus’ disciples gathered with him around a table in a time when they were caught in fear and confusion, uncertain about where they stood. Jesus offered these words:

This is my body broken for you. Take and eat.

This is my cup poured out for you. Take and drink.

This is the table for the caught. Caught in the mess. Caught in the mercy. Come, the table is set for us all.

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Confrontation at the Cannonball

The Dakota Access Pipeline controversy

Introduction to a special issue of “Signs of the Times” (4 November 2016, No. 94)

by Ken Sehested

        By now, DAPL (Dakota Access Pipeline) has become a familiar acronym to many in the US. The confrontation near Cannon Ball, North Dakota, where the Cannonball River joins the Missouri River, is cleft by a thin barricade.

        On one side is law enforcement: Morton County sheriffs, augmented with state police, National Guard troops, sheriffs from other states and oil company private security personnel, all heavily armed and supported by surveillance airplanes and helicopters, armored vehicles, even “sound cannons” (“Long Range Acoustical Devices” emitting ear-splitting noise).

        On the other, unarmed members of the Standing Rock Sioux Nation (who name themselves “Water Protectors”) and their supporters, which now number in the thousands. It is thought to be the largest gathering of Native Peoples in the last century, and for that reason remarkable, though you wouldn't know it given the bloated media attention to  our maniacal election season.

        The issue at stake is corporate commerce (which brings public tax revenues as well as private profit) versus Lakota Sioux cultural heritage and protection of water for the Standing Rock Sioux nation. For some of the Lakota, and many of their climate advocate supporters, there is also the fact that another major fossil fuel pipeline only deepens the trauma of our burning planet.

         The $3.8 billion pipeline would carry more than a half-million gallons daily of highly volatile crude oil extracted, by means of fracking (hydraulic fracturing), from North Dakota’s Bakken and Three Forks oilfields to existing pipelines in Illinois some 1,172 miles away.

        Both Amnesty International, the highly-regarded human rights organization, and the United Nations, have sent observers to monitor potential human rights violations. For a confrontation of this size, thus far the violence been relatively minor.

        The ball is now in the court of the Army Corps of Engineers, which controls the easement where the DAPL would tunnel beneath the Missouri River. In September President Obama instructed the Corps to reexamine the legitimacy of its previous permit.

        Not all the Water Protectors and their allies exercise the nonviolent spirit of Dorothy Day or Caesar Chavez, though their unarmed presence is remarkable given the tensions. Not all the law enforcement personnel have Mayberry Police Chief Andy Taylor’s disarming demeanor. No doubt there are hot-heads in both encampments. We can only hope that this swelling reservoir of mutual contempt does not escalate with fatal consequences triggered by an isolated, careless outburst.

Left: Religion News Service photo by Emily McFarlan Millerpg

        But that’s not the point. The relative moral character of the two constituencies is not the issue. The issues at stake include the historic injustices and indignities heaped on this nation’s indigenous population—and you will not be able to understand the DAPL controversy without historical perspective, of how land was stolen, literally, at least 371 treaties broken or fraudulently altered—and the very real possibility that the planet is near, or at, the point of no return in terms of a sustainable atmosphere, an atmosphere which is literally choking because of human-generated CO2 emissions emitted by burning fossil fuels.

       The really scary thing is that we will not know when the environment’s tipping point will arrive until it already has. The complex ecological chain of cause and effect is something like a tsunami (without the early warning system), barely discernible until it crests with cataclysmic affect.

       In his sterling essay, “Reckoning at Standing Rock,” which traces the roots of our present dilemma back to our nation’s founding impulses, Paul VanDevelder writes, In the end, says the Western writer William Kittredge, reconciliation will be America’s only way out of that legacy of dishonor, the only sensible path to a future worth living — our Last Chance Saloon.”

       My hope is that this issue of “Signs of the Times” will provide a remedial course in understanding what’s at stake, and that you will be not only convinced but convicted to turn your own justice-fed, peace-inspired dreams into deeds, at whatever point, in whatever place, for whatever direction the Spirit leads.

       We are, largely, innocents who must lose our innocence to inherit a future other than the fatal consequence of our transgressions. We have hard work to do, patient work, risky work, but worthy, inspiring, hopeful work.

       Take a hand. Make your vow. Gird your loins. Step over your threshold. Prepare for turbulence, maybe threat. Treasure that envisioned future beyond every available horizon. Never forget that history belongs to the interceding intercessors.

P.S. When approaching Native American Indian culture (or any culture other than your own), do so with humility. There is a lot of culture-vulturing out there—duty-free, new-agey fluff and hucksterism passing as spirituality, as if it were a shiny bauble, free for the taking, stripped of actual grounding in communal life and material relations.

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©ken sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

Longing from below

An Advent meditation

by Ken Sehested

      Advent is a season of great longing, specifically for those longing “from below.”

      The longing is a revolutionary one, however, and frightening to those in charge, who have much to lose if existing hierarchies are breached. Such anxiety is what fueled Herod’s terror against male babies.

      This narrative parallels the ancient scene in Egypt when Pharaoh, sensing an internal threat, orders the Hebrew midwives to kill the baby boys. (That narrative is the first case of civil disobedience recorded in Scripture.)

      Those in power long for continuity; and, given the current state of the US economy, that longing is more like an anxiety. Yet the promise is made specifically and only to “those that sit in darkness.” Both Herod, and previously Pharaoh, were terrified by this longing.

      To those in power now, undocumented immigrants are the ones to fear.

      The New Testament Christmas story is a story of terrorism. And the Gospel authors are clear that competing claims are being made. Here’s some background to the New Testament language surrounding Jesus’ birth, which describes the ideological conflict being played out:

      We sometimes forget the backdrop to the nativity story, particularly of the great Caesar Augustus who ruled the known world. Many inscriptions describing Caesar’s divine status can still be found. There you can read about the “gospel”—literally, euaggelia, the same root word in Greek we Christians use when we speak of evangelism. In Rome’s imperial world, gospel was the good news of Caesar’s having established “peace and security for the world.”

      Before Jesus, Caesar was described as “savior” who brought “salvation” to the world. Because of this, citizens were to have “faith” in their “lord.” The words “faith” and “Lord” are the same ones in the Jesus story. Elsewhere Caesar is referred to as the “redeemer” who has “saved the world” from war and established “peace on the earth.”

      Do you see where this is going? Can you feel the sharp relief of those nativity stories rising from the ornamental rendering we give them each Christmas?

      The birth narratives are more than sweet lullabies. These are incendiary stories. They are bold contradictions to Roman imperial authority. No wonder Herod was troubled when the magi told him of the birth of a new king!

      All of which is to say, Advent is a dangerous season, when competing visions and loyalties go head-to-head. Jesus’ birth was considered a subversion of present arrangements. It is no less so now—though Christmas itself has been thoroughly domesticated to serve reigning economic and political purposes.

      To those who now sit in the region of the shadow of death, fear not. Move on in the confidence that, should you be swallowed in some hidden crevasse, you’ll discover it’s only the fold of your Lover’s arm.

©ken sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

News, views, notes, and quotes

Signs of the Times  •  27 October 2016  •  No. 94

Processional.When the Saints Go Marching In,” Louis Armstrong.

Sing praise all you creatures, wild animals, creeping things, flying birds. —Psalm 148

Invocation.Psalm 53,” Aramaic chant by Archimandrite Serafim.

Mom needs to know. “No matter how old you get, it's safe to say your mom will always worry about you. Jonathan Quiñonez was feeling burnt out from working as a consultant in Brussels, Belgium, when he decided to quit his job and travel the world.” But he managed to assure his Mom “I’m fine” with a series of dramatic photos. Today

Call to worship: All Hallows Eve. “We come again to a time when mortals / play out the battle of good and evil. / Before the goodness of the saints is delivered to us, / We must face the dark night / Don our courage / Wear it like a shield and / Say BOO! to the darkness / before it engulfs us.” —continue reading Abigail Hastings’ “Hallowed Week: A call to worship for All Hallowed Eve and All Saints Day"

All Saints. “In his holy flirtation with the world, God occasionally drops a pocket handkerchief. These handkerchiefs are called saints.” —Frederick Buechner

¶ “There is no sinner like a young saint.” ―Aphra Behn

¶ “In truth, all human beings are called to be saints, but that just means called to be fully human, to be perfect—that is, whole, mature, fulfilled. The saints are simply those men and women who relish the event of life as a gift and who realize that the only way to honor such a gift is to give it away.” —William Stringfellow

¶ “When I give people food, they call me a saint. When I ask why there is no food, they call me a communist.” —Hélder Pessoa Câmara, former Catholic Archbishop in Brazil

Hymn of praise. “No greater love hath any than to yield / Privilege and pow’r to welcome and to shield / The least, the lost, the whole creation healed / Alleluia! Alleluia!” —continue reading new lyrics to “For All the Saints” by Ken Sehested

“A saint is simply a human being whose soul has … grown up to its full stature, by full and generous response to its environment, God.” —Evelyn Underhill

¶ “Don't call me a saint. I don't want to be dismissed that easily.” —Dorothy Day

¶ “Every saint has a past and every sinner has a future.” —Oscar Wilde

Confession. “I admit that I ain't no angel / I admit that I ain't no saint / I'm selfish and I'm cruel and I'm blind / If I exorcise my devils, well my angels may leave too / When they leave they're so hard to find.” —Tom Waits, “Please Call Me, Baby

¶ “For centuries the leaders of Christian thought spoke of women as a necessary evil, and the greatest saints of the Church are those who despise women the most.” —Annie Besant

¶ “From somber, serious, sullen saints, save us O Lord.—St. Teresa of Ávila,16th century Spanish mystic and Carmelite nun

¶ “The Reformer is always right about what's wrong. However, he's often wrong about what is right.”  ―G.K. Chesterton

Professing our faith. “The saints of old don’t wear golden crowns, or sit on lofty perch, mouthing caustic comments on how poorly we yet-mortal souls measure up to the glory of days past. They, too, knew about keeping hope alive while getting dinner on the table, faucets fixed, carpools covered, and budgets balanced.” —continue reading Ken Sehested’s “All Saints Day,” a litany for worship 

The inference of this scientific finding for homo sapiens is all too obvious. “Howler monkeys [see photo at top] are the loudest land animals on Earth, capable of bellowing at volumes of 140 decibels, which is on the level of gunshots or firecrackers. Not surprisingly, male howlers frequently use this power to advertise their sexual fitness, catcalling females with their ear-splitting roars. But in a beautiful twist of expectations, scientists have now found that the louder the monkey’s calls, the smaller the monkey’s balls. A team based out of Cambridge University came to this conclusion by comparing the size of dozens of monkeys’ testes with the hyoid bones located in their voice boxes, which revealed a negative correlation between decibel levels and testicular endowment.” Becky Ferreira, Motherboard

Words of assurance.Just a Closer Walk With Thee,” Alabama.

Tensions between the US and Russia are escalating dramatically, with standoffs in Ukraine and Syria and now over alleged Russian computer hacking designed to influence the US elections. On the latter, that’s a little like a pot calling the kettle black.
        There’s a running joke in Latin America that goes like this:
        Question: Why has there never been a coup in the US?
        Answer: Because there’s no US embassy in Washington, DC.
        “For more than 100 years, without any significant break, the US has been doing whatever it can to influence the outcome of [other countries’] elections―up to and including assassinating politicians it has found unfriendly.” Ryan Grim and Arthur Delaney, Huffington Post

It sounds so much better when you call it “intelligence gathering.” “When President Obama receives his daily intelligence briefing, most of the information comes from government cyberspies, says Mike McConnell, director of national intelligence under President George W. Bush. ‘It’s at least 75%, and going up,’ he says.” —Michael Riley, “How the US Government Hacks the World

Left: "All Saints Day," painting by Wassily Kandinsky.

Hymn of intercession. “Listen, smith of the heavens, / what the poet asks. / May softly come unto me / your mercy. / So I call on thee, / for you have created me.” —“Heyr himna smiður” (“Hear, Heavenly Creator”), 12th century Icelandic hymn, performed by Gréta Hergils

Short take. G.K. Chesterton once wrote that reformers are often right about what’s wrong but sometimes wrong about what’s right. I recalled that quote this week after reading of the passing of Tom Hayden, a leading figure in the anti-Vietnam War movement who navigated the transition from movement organizing to an 18-year stint in the California state legislature. In a 1986 opinion piece for the Los Angeles Times Haden wrote “I will always believe the Vietnam War was wrong. I will never again believe that I was always right.”

        This side of Glory, this tension will remain. Climbing that high peak for a glimpse of the Promised Land will involve much disagreement as to the details of ascent. That doesn’t mean aiming for the middle-of-the-road. As another political agitator, Jim Hightower, so aptly puts it in the title of one of his books, There’s nothing in the middle of the road but yellow stripes and dead armadillos.

Reformation as “democratizing access to the holy.” “Much of the history of the church is the story of the unfolding details 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.” —continue reading Ken Sehested’s “The baptist impulse: Notes toward a renewal of baptist identity

When only the blues will do.Many Rivers to Cross,” Joe Cocker.

Preach it. “The world is waiting for new saints, ecstatic men and women who are so deeply rooted in the love of God that they are free to imagine a new international order. . . . Most people despair that [it] is possible. They cling to old ways and prefer the security of their misery to the insecurity of their joy. But the few who dare to sing a new song of peace are the new St. Francises of our time, offering a glimpse of a new order that is being born out of the ruin of the old.” —Henri Nouwen

Can’t makes this sh*t up. “A secret FBI study found that anger over US military operations abroad was the most commonly cited motivation for individuals involved in cases of ‘homegrown’ terrorism.’” Murtazaa Hussain and Cora Currier, The Intercept

Post-election challenge. “Only turning our hearts to what is moving and enraging Trump’s supporters can trump Trump and the trumpery he spews into the body politic. And that is the real issue facing America—far deeper than one presidential election.” —Rabbi Arthur Waskow, The Shalom Center

For more commentary on our post-election vocation, see Ken Sehested’s “Vote, or don’t: The issues are larger than the election.”

Is this what “make America great again” means? “Those who beat their swords into plowshares will plow for those of us who don’t?” —seen on a bumper sticker

Call to the table.The Soul of Man Never Dies,” Ricky Skaggs and Tony Rice.

The state of our disunion. “Citing worries about the sharp rhetoric of the 2016 presidential campaign and other safety concerns, school districts across the country that host polling sites are opting to cancel classes on Election Day. . . . A 51% majority of likely voters express at least some concern about the possibility of violence on Election Day.” Aamer Madhani, USAToday
        “Since the polls are starting to shift quite a bit towards Hillary Clinton, I’ve been buying a lot more ammunition,” says Rich Darling, an engineer from Michigan. Susan Page and Karina Shedrofsky, USAToday

For the beauty of the earth. "Spider at work" (2:27 video). The silk spun by spiders to create their webs is the strongest biological material in the world, it’s tensile strength greater than most kinds of steel.

Altar call. “All of Me” is what we should be humming on our way forward. Thomas Gansch & James Morrison of the Schagerl All Star Big Band

Benediction.God Be With You Till We Meet Again,” The Lower Lights.

Recessional.When the Saints Go Marching In,” Bruce Springsteen and the Seeger Session Band.

Lectionary for Sunday next. “O Lord, how long shall I cry for help, and you will not listen? Or cry to you, ‘Violence!’ and you will not save? We pound the doors of Heaven, shouting “Listen! Pay attention! Are you asleep!” Why do you make me see wrong-doing and look at trouble? Destruction and violence are before me; strife and contention arise.” —continue reading Ken Sehested’s “Pound the Doors of Heaven,” a litany for worship inspired by Habakkuk 1:1-4; 2:1-4

Just for fun. Four cellists, one instrument. Wiener Cello Ensemble playing Maurice Revel’s “Bolero.”

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Featured this week on prayer&politiks

• “Hallowed Week: A call to worship for All Hallowed Eve and All Saints Day,” by Abigail Hastings

• “All Saints Day,” a litany for worship 

• “For All the Saints,” new lyrics to an old hymn

• “The [small-b] baptist impulse: Notes toward a renewal of baptist identity

• “Pound the Doors of Heaven,” a litany for worship inspired by Habakkuk 1:1-4; 2:1-4

 
Other features

• “Vote, or don’t: The issues are larger than the election

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Enough of this! Toward a theology of nonviolence

Why I don’t often use the language of “pacifism”

by Ken Sehested

 

Presentation for the colloquia on the theology of nonviolence,
Eastern Mennonite University/Seminary, October 24, 2002

Enough of this! —Jesus, Luke 22:38[1]

Opening meditation

      It’s happening again. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised, and I’m not. But I always dread it: the conversations which, after some comment of mine, provoke in the listener those knitted brows and other facial expressions which convey incredulity, or at least a mixture of puzzlement and shock. And then, in vocal response, air from the lungs filters through the vocal chords, crosses the tongue and is finessed into speech by the lips. The infamous “p” word is spoken.

      I always hate it when that happens. When it does, I always wonder if, secretly and unconsciously—despite my best intentions—I may in fact be the scoundrel (or coward or unrealistic dreamer)  which the “p” word implies.

      Sometimes when the “p” word is issued, the speaker is merely condescending rather than irate, as if to say: “Oh, you poor misguided soul. What a pity. Someone of your intelligence and commitment could actually be useful. What a shame; such a waste!” Which indicates I’m not so much a threat to the natural order of things as I am a freak of nature, a curious spectacle, occasionally entertaining and good for random humor, as if one of God’s jokes in an otherwise sober universe.

      When the “p” word is spoken, I don’t know which I dread more: the speaker’s antipathy and anger or their belittling scoff.

      Such a provocative word, the “p” word; capable of unleashing an avalanche of emotive response. A four-syllable word more distasteful than most four-letter obscenities.

      You know the word. Concentrate for a moment. Among the majority of our citizens, even within the majority of Christian communities—particularly when spoken in a season such as ours when the drumbeat to war and the call to arms is infectious—what word beginning with the letter “p” is capable of invoking the emotions of fury and fright, or at least sneers and scorn, in otherwise sedate and rational people?

      The word “pacifism,” of course.

      Less than a century ago, during the first world war (the one billed as the final such conflict), conscientious objectors were actually hung by their thumbs just high enough so that the tips of their toes barely touched the floors of their cells. Of course, public etiquette has sufficiently changed so that pacifists no longer endure outright physical torture. That practice ended shortly before public lynchings of black folk.

      There’s something to be said for cultural habits of civility which have developed among many industrialized countries. Freedom from being tortured for pacifist conviction is a good thing. But does this mean the message is getting through—or are the mechanisms of resistance and marginalization simply becoming more sophisticated?[2]

Commentary: Why I don’t often use the language of pacifism

      I don’t often use the language of pacifism, for a variety of reasons.

      In the first place, the word pacifism was not part of the cultural-linguistic vocabulary of my rearing. My world was formed in a small-town, Southern Baptist, working-class context—and significantly geared to the schedule and rhythms of church life—that was heavily colored by pietist and revivalist traditions. Although idealized “manhood” (for churched and non-churched alike) was characterized by gentility, the corresponding ethic of fair-play always upheld at least a proportionate option of retaliatory violence to protect the innocent. I’m not sure I would have known what “pacifism” meant if the word was used.[3]

      Then, in my early adulthood migration (physically, culturally and theologically) to New York City and a more liberal religious subculture, the dominant intellectual presence was that of Reinhold Niebuhr’s “Christian realism,” with exposure to various emerging liberation streams of theology, both of which are (or were) critical of pacifist impulses.[4]

      Second: I don’t use the language of pacifism simply because the word sounds like the word “passivity,” a verbal coincidence which, however misinformed (and regardless of the etymological histories of the words), reinforces the general public’s linguistic association of the terms—an association which is significantly dependent on the King James translation of one of Jesus’ pivotal commands in the Sermon on the Mount, “resist not evil” (Matthew 5:38), along with the concomitant phrase, “passive resistance.”

            A dozen years ago, shortly before the outbreak of Operation Desert Shield (followed by “Desert Storm”—the U.S.-led coalition’s war with Iraq after its invasion of Kuwait), I received a letter from a long-time friend and Baptist pastor who was responded to some of the material the Baptist Peace Fellowship of North America (BPFNA) sent out in opposition to the war. My friend wrote: “I’m almost persuaded by pacifist convictions. But there are some things I simply feel are worth fighting for.”

      Note, first of all, that the BPFNA didn’t use the word pacifism in any of our literature. (I’m not sure we ever have, except in printing articles by others who use that language.) The logical leap my friend made was this: opposition, or reluctance, to fighting for justice equals pacifism.

      The passive posture might be on convictional grounds, e.g., in perceived obedience to scriptural mandate (“resist not evil”). Or, more commonly, on the instinctive human discomfort in confronting conflict. Or, on outright cowardice.

      Consider the following quotes, the first by the Fascist Italian dictator Benito Mussolini, the second by British philosopher John Stuart Mill:

      “Fascism believes neither in the possibility nor in the utility of perpetual peace. It thus repudiates the doctrine of Pacifism—born of a renunciation of the struggle and an act of cowardice in the face of sacrifice.” [5]

      “War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.”[6]

      I quote these two disparate sources on purpose simply to underscore my point: that there is a widespread and deeply-rooted association in the public mind between pacifism and the avoidance of conflict (for whatever motive).[7] Correspondingly, I am convinced that maybe the most important thing Christians need to be emphasizing is the inevitability of conflict with established reality in lives committed to following Jesus.

      To illustrate: “Pacifism” and “peace” are closely intertwined words in the English language. Note the meaning when someone says, “Leave me in peace!” or “Can I get a little peace and quiet here?” or when a protester is arrested on the charge of “disturbing the peace.”

      Third: I don’t commonly use the language of pacifism because, in fact, the lived histories of pacifist communities are frequently predicated on the longing for personal moral purity than thirst for the Reign of God.[8] The dominant strain in such communities is an eschatological vision which, very much like my pietist/revivalist subculture, postpones the saving/redeeming/liberating work of Christ to metahistory, to “heaven,” to the world to come, a world in radical disjuncture with the creaturely world of flesh and blood. God’s work of Recreation is severed from God’s work of Creation. In such a theological posture, pacifism (usually accompanying other ethical mandates) becomes a substitute holiness code rather than a missional imperative.[9] Or, alternately, in those communities where rationalism controls theological conversation—where the emphasis is on doctrinal purity rather than personal holiness, nonresistance is added as an eighth plank to the seven traditional “fundamentals” of fundamentalism.

      Of course, my friend Stanley Hauerwas has told me he’s willing to name himself a pacifist not because of reasons of holiness or doctrinal purity but as a means of being held accountable to a public commitment—for basically the same reason he’s willing to be identified as a Christian. And he has a point, logically; but, emotively, I’m not convinced.

      Fourth: I shy away from “pacifism” language because of its typically single-minded focus on armed/military conflict. For instance, every pacifist organization I know about was founded as a response to the outbreak of war. To be a pacifist (like the more general term, “peacemaker,” only more pronounced) means to be against war.

      Among the earliest and most painful lessons I learned when I began my organizing career some 25 years ago was that “peace” activists and advocates of social (economic) justice are significantly divided along racial lines. The “peace” community was (and is) largely concerned about the prospect of war—nuclear war, in particular—where social/economic justice advocacy groups tend to be composed of people of color.

      A decade or so ago the BPFNA was considering contracting with a professional fundraiser to help with our development work. We found a good candidate—a seminary-trained, former Baptist pastor turned professional development expert—who we thought would be familiar with our constituency and with our theological/biblical vision. He agreed to donate a day of his time to meet with me and our board president to explore whether we might want to contract for his services.

      At the beginning of our conversation he made a point of indicating his stringent ethical commitment against raising money for one purpose and then spending it on something else. That sounded good to us. So we began describing in some detail the various and sundry projects which the BPFNA had and was sponsoring.

      In the middle of that recitation he interrupted to say, “You recall I said at the beginning how committed I am to ethical considerations. Well, I’m having a little trouble here. You call yourselves a peace organization, yet most of the projects you’ve described are related to justice issues.”

      My board president and I were so dumbfounded by the question that we had a hard time responding. Here was a theologically trained person—surely he had been required to study the background of biblical words like shalom—who failed to make the connection between peace and justice!

      Another anecdote from my organizing work: As you might imagine, nothing has brought more conflict to the work of the BPFNA than our 1995 board statement on sexual orientation. Although we felt it important to speak directly to this concern—and our conviction is opposite that of most religious bodies—we also knew it was important that we do more than issue a statement. In other words, we needed to actively promote and cultivate the occasion for dialogue and conversation. At one point we made a substantive proposal for such dialogue to the executive director of one of the several Baptist denominational bodies to which we relate. Shortly after that, in a chance hallway encounter at a Baptist convention meeting, the executive director—whom I’ve known personally for several years—thanked me for the proposal but then said, “I was a little confused though, since I thought you focused your work on peace issues.” Meaning, of course, war-and-peace issues.

      One final anecdote: Shortly after the fall of the Berlin Wall in Germany, one of our most active members wrote us a jubilant note which began with the satirical question, “You folk got anything left to do?” As if the prospect of the end of the Cold War, including the nuclear threat, would mean we could close up shop and go home.

      Fifth: I don’t often use the language of pacifism because of the typical context of debate regarding issues of political engagement: If not actively withdrawn from questions of public policy, pacifists usually are pictured as advocates of romantic, sentimental and utterly unrealistic options for shaping communal life. However well-meaning they may be, in the end they are actually stumbling-blocks to the just resolution of conflict. Their very innocence is in fact a refusal of public responsibility and creates dangerous blunder.

            Recall, for instance, the classic movie “War of the Worlds.” Among the supporting characters is an elderly minister, father of the female lead whose role was driven by the inevitable romantic subtheme of such movies. The minister’s denominational affiliation is never indicated, but since he wears a clerical collar—and because he is openly identified as a parent—we’re left with the impression that he’s a high-church Presbyterian or Episcopal: very kindly, even grandfatherly. When public authorities initially mobilize against the intrusion (the space creatures have already executed the few humans initially encountered), all principle characters are huddled with military leaders in a defense bunker. A debate breaks out over the meaning of this invasion. Some—particularly the genteel pastor—argue that these creatures are probably friendly, would probably be amenable to dialogue, and should be trustfully approached. Others—particularly the civil and military leaders—argue against appeasement and for the assumption of hostility. As the consideration of options continues, camera angles focus on the clergyman’s deliberate and unnoticed withdrawal until, suddenly and with much alarm, the gathered defenders notice that the pastor has abandoned the protection of the bunker and is walking calmly, serenely, across the field toward the space invaders. And he is quoting the twenty-third Psalm with prayerful resolve masking his own trepidation. Just as he gets to the “Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,” one of the alien crafts zaps him with its ray-gun appendage. This kindly, gentle, well-meaning but ultimately naïve, sentimental and foolishly reckless peacelover is burned to a crisp. Such is the realpolitik of the age. So much for pacifism.

      Sixth: I don’t ordinarily use the language of pacifism because I am doubtful that a clearly definable, philosophically-precise line can drawn separating violence from nonviolence.

      For instance, Gandhi’s advocacy of the spinning wheel—as a mechanism of undermining economic dependency on Great Britain—was a marvelously effective tool of nonviolent struggle. However, it was so successful a tactic that it led to widespread unemployment, exacerbating poverty and resulting in high levels of malnourishment in certain English industrial towns.[10] In the modern Civil Rights Movement the effective use of economic boycotts were experienced as a form of violence by white merchants—and functioned as such for working-class whites.

      It is a truism to say that violence is hardly restricted to the antagonistic use of physical weapons. And, in fact, the book of James (3:1-12) employs some of the most scorching language in all the New Testament to warn about the destructive power of verbal violence. Thomas Merton, particularly, is well-known for his critique of the “violence” of protesters in the service of peacemaking.

      Seventh, and finally: I usually refrain from the language of pacifism out of simple modesty. The truth is, few if any of us actually known how we would respond to violent attack short of a real-life encounter.[11] Espousal of pacifist conviction is inexpensive, and therefore unconvincing, when done from the comfort and safety of life in North America. Positions are relatively easy to stake and defend. Faithful communities should be more interested in taking action than in taking positions.

      Whenever I’ve been asked, point-blank, if I am a pacifist, my response is: I’m willing to be tested.

      So, what is the alternative to the language of pacifism?

      [Following is an initial outline of the remaining part of this paper which I’ve not yet completed.]

      –Considering the case made by Glen Stassen and others for “just peacemaking” as an alternative to the pacifism/just war debate.

      –Reflection on the use of the paradigm of “transforming initiative” in organizing.

      –Examining the possibility of a comprehensive, biblically-based narrative outline to support a comprehensive theological vision which begins and ends with nonviolence as characteristic of the nature of God; as fundamental in creation; as the driving orientation in the calling into being of Israel; as pivotal in the prophetic announcement (particularly Isaiah’s “suffering servant”); as central to the message of Jesus; and as the central organizing precept of Pauline theology (“the ministry of reconciliation”).

      –Exploring the possibility of rooting this comprehensive vision in the biblical notion of sabbath? (Developing a “sabbatic theology”?)

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[1] Rendering by Joel B. Green, The Gospel of Luke (Grand Rapids, Mich.: W.B. Eerdmans Pub., 1997), 774-775.

[2] I’m thinking here of the ritualized occasions of public demonstrations when civil disobedience is practiced, including highly stylized and pro forma arrests, much the way neo-colonial patterns of domination of one nation-state by another (and, increasingly, nation-states by transnational corporations) via economic rather than military penetration.

[3] A relevant anecdote: In the mid-1980s a staff person at the Southern Baptist Christian Life Commission (the social justice agency of the SBC, then still in control of “moderates”) called me for suggestions. Their newsletter usually featured a “point/counterpoint” article dealing with a particular social issue. The upcoming topic was pacifism, and my friend (who had a Ph.D. in ethics) was having a hard time finding a Southern Baptist pacifist to write for the issue. (I knew instinctively why I wasn’t being asked to write, being neither sufficiently well-known nor adequately in the mainstream.) My friend had already considered the suggested names I offered—they had already declined or were ruled out for other, more political reasons.) In the end, John Howard Yoder was enlisted to make the case for pacifism, one of the few times that (or most any other Southern Baptist) journal used authors outside the tribe.

[4] My seminary degree is from Union Theological in New York City, and I worked for Christianity & Crisis magazine—the journal founded by Niebuhr—the five years I was there.

[5] Benito Mussolini, quoted in P.M.H. Bell, The Origins of the Second World War In Europe, Second Edition, Longman: London and New York, p. 64;

[6] Quoted in a William L. May letter to the editor. The Denver Post, Sunday, Oct. 6, 2002, p. 2E.

[7] It would be fascinating to see the results of some empirical survey of the word “pacifism” as used in secular and religious sources. For instance, a search for the word and its cognates in several major daily papers; and, similarly, in several selected popular religious journals (other than those sponsored by the historic peace churches). Anybody know of such a study?

[8] I’m still unable to document the quote from distant memory: “Pacifists are a leech on the sins of others.” I’m pretty certain it doesn’t come from Reinhold Neibuhr, since neither Roger Shinn (a close friend and colleague of Niebuhr at Union Seminary) and Wayne Cowan (long-time editor of Christianity & Crisis) think this quote comes from Niebuhr. Maybe Paul Ramsey?

[9] Obviously, I need more documentation here that I can currently supply. Any suggestions for texts devoted to this subject (whether supportive of or contradictory to my assertion)?

[10] This reference is from memory of past reading and needs documentation.

[11] Combat diaries and histories are replete with stories of apparent leaders collapsing with fear when under fire; and amazing acts of bravery from those previously considered meekly unfit for leadership.

©ken sehested @ prayerandpolitiks.org

The baptist impulse

Notes toward a renewal of baptist identity

by Ken Sehested

Address to the "Coalition for Baptist Principles" breakfast meeting,
American Baptist Churches USA Biennial, 21-23 June 2013, Overland Park, Kansas

      You’re a hardy group, I must say—to get up early on a muggy summer morning, on a Saturday, for an outrageously expensive 7:30 breakfast, to reflect on Baptist identity. To say the least, “Baptist identity” is a contested topic, sometimes a boring topic, and often an embarrassing one.

      [A brief aside: I have adopted the suggestion of Baptist theologian James McClendon in referring to myself as a “small b” baptist and for use in naming the “baptist impulse.”]

      Needless to say, being a baptist can be a confusing (and maybe a confused?) enterprise. Our tent stretches across everything from Jesse Jackson to Jesse Helms, from Marian Wright Edelman to Jerry Falwell, from Martin Luther King Jr. to John D. Rockefeller—not to mention Representative Barbara Lee, the only member of Congress to vote against the Bush Administration’s Iraq War resolution in 2002.

      You have to wonder if this is a confessional tradition or a three-ring circus.

      Like many of you, I’ve had a life-long lover’s quarrel with my baptist identity. (In Southern environs, we pronounce it babdist.) For a time, I was profoundly embarrassed about my religious upbringing. In recent decades more than a few baptist-affiliated congregations have dropped the word “baptist” from their name. This year’s Dahlberg Peace Award winners, Revs. Steve and Mary Hammond, can tell you about their congregation’s growth spurt after dropping “baptist” from their name. Unfortunately, in many places that public relations problem isn’t going away anytime soon.

      Wrestling with what it means to be a baptist was renewed seven years ago when I was invited to be an observer at a conference of progressive baptist theologians in the Caribbean, held at the Martin Luther King Center in Havana, Cuba. Thirty-eight people from a dozen countries in the Caribbean region were present. During the 3 days of conversation, one moment remains especially vivid, when one participant said, “We have not yet said what is distinctive about being baptist theologians.”

      That question has never left me, and since then I’ve refined five reasons why I think baptist heritage is important and needs to be brought to bear in the life of the church and the larger culture. This essay is my personal attempt to find more compelling language to talk about a baptist impulse. (Though I don’t consider this list closed.) I present them for your consideration and correction.

1. The first element in a baptist impulse is really a prologue affirmation to the other four. Taken together, the faith-based innovations of 17th century English and colonial baptist emergence—things like soul liberty or liberty of conscience, separation of church and state, regenerate or convictional church membership—represent an impulse of the Spirit, a certain matrix to interpret the work of the Spirit and order the life of the church, not a fully blown identity. I believe this impulse (with several distinct but related parts) was in fact a gift of the Spirit to the whole church. Unfortunately—remember what Peter, James & John wanted to do on the mount of transfiguration—Jesus wasn’t around to say, “Hey, building a steeple is not a proper response.”

      No less an authority than the imminent American church historian Martin Marty has written about what he calls the “baptistification” of denominational life in the U.S.[1] By which he means that the baptist impulse has been widely absorbed into the practices and patterns of many other denominational traditions.

      The implication, of course, strengthens our commitment to ecumenical engagement with the whole church. For there are many other impulses which the Spirit has given the Tribe of Jesus.  It’s a gift, so we don’t get to take credit; like living water, it flows or it dies. There’s no cause to be chauvinistic, for ours is not the only impulse needing attention. But we do need to vigilantly shepherd these gifts, especially since many of our own kinfolk are in such a rush to abandon them.

      2. The second element of the baptist impulse is “democratizing access to the holy.” Which is to say, the Word of God need not be filtered through the authority of any hierarchy.[2] Baptism is the first and foremost authority to understanding and following Jesus. [3]

      Much of the history of the church is the story of the unfolding details 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 the early state-churches in the British Colonies and in the early days of our Republic—the Congregationalists in New England and the Anglicans in the Mid-Atlantic states—had harsh things to say about our baptist forebears. One court case in the Massachusetts Bay Colony referred to baptists as “incendiaries of the Commonwealth.”[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. This doesn’t mean we give up educating and commissioning and ordaining designated leadership.[5] It just means that . . . well, to quote my Momma, sometimes we certified masters of divinity just get too big for our britches! Designated leaders do not have copyright authority.

      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 coterminous. 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 King James I, who left founding baptist pastor John Helwys to rot in prison, complained, “It would be only half a king who controlled his subject’s bodies but not their souls.”[6] Make no mistake about this: Every king, every imperial authority—whether headed by a Bush or an Obama administration—longs to control both bodies and souls of all citizens.[7] Every such authority wants to limit what is possible to what is available. As Roger Williams wrote: People in power are seldom willing to “hear any other music but what is known to please them.”[8]

      I wish you could have overheard the conversation that arose among the youth and parents in our congregation several years ago. Two of our teens refused to stand for the pledge of allegiance to the American flag ritual that begins their school days. [That ritual is a secular form of liturgy that implies sovereign obedience.] They did so on grounds that their allegiance as Christians could not be bartered for allegiance to the state. Whether or not you think that’s an issue to go to the mat over, don’t you wish conversations like this would break out in our churches? Lord have mercy, that’s a revival worth shouting about!

      4. The fourth reason we should persistently shepherd and boldly 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. 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.[9]

      The most bloodthirsty jihadists in our day are nothing new in the history of purported divine sanction of slaughter.[10] 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.”[11]

      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 U.S. 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.[12]

      5. My fifth and final agenda for baptist-flavored believers is the only one of these five that does not have direct historical precedence in our peculiar history. But I believe it is a compelling one, inspired by these others. It is this: 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 want. Let me tell you a story.

      Francisco Rodés is a Cuban baptist pastor I first came to know some 25 years ago. On one of his 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 big box home improvement stores. I think 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, maybe thousands, of different shapes, colors and designs of cabinet handles—a whole wall of them, stretching halfway down the aisle.

      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 our nation, 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 now what freedom looks like.

      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. Domestically, since the US Supreme Court’s historic 2010 “Citizens United” decision asserting that corporations can, for legal purposes, be considered human beings, our electoral process is now inundated by a tsunami of cash, making a mockery of the notion of participatory democracy. This is done, of course, under the guise of freedom.

      The corruption of freedom language has infected our congregational culture as well. How many progressive churches do you know where the common denominator most prized by members is “freedom”? What does that mean? It means nobody is asked to make serious commitments, or make covenants, or be inconvenienced by any specific disciplines or undertake costly missions.

      I like the way Wilbur Rees puts this:

      "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."[13]

      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. Third, membership in the state and in the church are not coterminous. Fourth, delegitimizing violence done in the name of God. And fifth, critiquing the contemporary use of freedom language.

      Let me close with a word from Bro. Will Campbell. Some of you know he died recently. In fact, his memorial service is being held today. If Abigail and I had not already promised to be here this morning, we would be there in Nashville for that gathering.

      [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]

      Freedom, wrote Kris Kristofferson and Fred Foster in their song “Me and Bobby McGee,” “Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”

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[1] Martin E. Marty, “Baptistification Takes Over,” Christianity Today (September 2, 1983): 33-36

[2] This is not to say we are each little infallible popes unto ourselves. The Word cannot be discerned outside the context of a community struggling to follow Jesus, which is a characteristically Anabaptist understanding of Scriptural authority, different from Roman Catholicism, which lodges authority in its magisterium, and from Protestantism, which insists on the text’s own reasoned self-evidence. But that’s another topic.

[3] 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. —Bill Wylie-Kellermann, "Not vice versa. Reading the powers biblically: Stringfellow, hermeneutics, and theprincipalities"

[4] 1644 Massachusetts Bay Colony statute, quoted here.

[5] The practice of communal authority (democracy) transcends the false dichotomy of mob rule versus dictatorship. This understanding of authority is one of many practical ways to practice nonviolence.

[6] Quoted in James R. Coggins, John Smyth’s Congregation: English Separatism, Mennonite Influence, and the Elect Nation, Waterloo, Ont., Herald Press 1991, p. 130.

[7] 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.

[8] Colonial Baptist Roger Williams (1603-1683), as quoted by biographer Edwin Gaustad, quoted in The Whitsitt Journal, Winter 1998

[9] 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”?

[10] 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.

[11] The Bloudy Tenent of Persecution, for Cause of Conscience, p. 261

[12] Quoted in PeaceWork, Baptist Peace Fellowship of North America, September/October 1987, p. 12

[13] $3 Worth of God, 1971.

[14] Will D. Campbell, "Vocation and Grace," in Callings, edited by James Y. Holloway and Will D. Campbell, p. 275, Paulist Press 1974