Using Our Tongues Appropriately

We’ve all heard the firestorm over Rush Limbaugh calling law student Sandra Fluke a “slut” and claiming that she pays for sex because she testified in favor of birth control pills. I’ve seen various commentaries on this including this one from Sandi Villareal, the associate web editor for Sojourners.

I also saw this piece of news on Twitter last night. Summing it up, Bill Maher called Sarah Palin a “cunt” in his comedic routine and apparently “the left” let it slide even though it’s equally as offensive as Rush Limbaugh’s remarks.

Can I speak as one of the “left” in calling Bill Maher out for saying it? I mean, I’m not one of the “left” per se (I want to say that I’m “the center”) but I still think it was wrong of him.

My question is why we’re coming down like a ton of bricks on Limbaugh for what he said while we’re effectively giving Maher a free pass? Is it because it was said in the context of a “comedy routine” which Limbaugh’s rantings could argued be classified as being? We’ve gotten all hot and bothered about other comedians making racist remarks in their sets before so why is this any different? I am no fan of Sarah Palin and would love it if she disappeared from the public sphere but I still cannot think that Maher’s comments were acceptable. Is it because Maher has a beef with religion and Limbaugh professes to believe in something that we’re holding Limbaugh to a higher standard?

James 3 yields some interesting wisdom:

My brethren, let not many of you become teachers, knowing that we shall receive a stricter judgment. For we all stumble in many things. If anyone does not stumble in word, he is a perfect man, able also to bridle the whole body. Indeed, we put bits in horses?? mouths that they may obey us, and we turn their whole body. Look also at ships: although they are so large and are driven by fierce winds, they are turned by a very small rudder wherever the pilot desires. Even so the tongue is a little member and boasts great things.

See how great a forest a little fire kindles! And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity. The tongue is so set among our members that it defiles the whole body, and sets on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire by hell. For every kind of beast and bird, of reptile and creature of the sea, is tamed and has been tamed by mankind. But no man can tame the tongue. It is an unruly evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless our God and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceed blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not to be so. Does a spring send forth fresh water and bitter from the same opening? Can a fig tree, my brethren, bear olives, or a grapevine bear figs? Thus no spring yields both salt water and fresh.
–James 3:1-12 (NJKV) emphasis mine.

Our tongues enable us to speak out against injustice but they can also land us in hot water as we make snide and unnecessary comments about people. Verses 8-10 are the ones I emphasized in the passage because our tongues are full of deadly poison (v.8), we use it for two diametrically-opposed purposes of blessing God and cursing others (v.9), and that it should not be so (v.10). I understand that this is politics and that trash talk is the norm but it should not be acceptable to demean each other in this way.

Tim King ended his article (my fodder for discussion yesterday) by telling the politicos to “stop talking … Spend some time in prayer and think about what you say before you say it. Ask yourself, is the political gain, the next spot on cable news or the notoriety I can achieve really worth the damage to the church?” Sandi Villareal ends hers very simply with this quotation from Psalm 19:

Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight,
O Lord, my strength and my Redeemer.
–Psalm 19:14 (NKJV)

I think both serve as a reminder to consider that what we say has a power that transcends mere words, especially if we happen to be a public figure.

Hypocrisy: Killing the Faith One Example at a Time

Soujourners Magazine: Don’t Blame College for Young People Leaving the Church

I saw a link to this on Facebook on Wednesday and thought it might be interesting. It definitely was very eye-opening and affirms the trend I saw in college — young people leaving the church because of hypocrisy on the part of its members. Tim King, Director of Communications for Sojourners and author of the article has this to say:

An entire generation, my generation, is leaving the church. What??s the cause? Santorum blames higher education, telling Glenn Beck last week that “62 percent of kids who go into college with a faith commitment leave without it.”

The ??war on religion?? has become a frequent bogeyman among Christian and political leaders. But the reason church leaders have failed to stem the tide of a generation heading for the exit door is that they keep looking for an outside enemy to blame when the biggest problems are inside the church.

The years young adults spend in college aren??t causing them to leave their faith; those college years are exposing the problems with the faith they grew up with.

The exodus has little to do with liberal college professors, which insurance plans should cover contraception, where mosques are being built, or whether or not the Ten Commandments are hanging in courtrooms, even if many religious leaders act as if these are the greatest Christian ??battles?? of our lifetime.

In doing so, they are actively pushing young people away from religion.

Don??t get me wrong. I don??t think young people are leaving the church in record numbers just because some Christians are Republicans. There are a lot of wonderful Christians who happen to be conservative and who are great witnesses for the faith. Many of them are in my family.

Rather, the exodus is about hypocrisy.

Last year, we saw Christian leaders raising the alarm about the encroachment of ??radical Islamists.?? They call for the restriction of Muslims religious liberties to practice their faith and build houses of worship. But this year, when it comes to contraception, the rallying cry is religious freedom.

Last week, Franklin Graham was asked whether or not he believed President Obama was a Christian. He gave a fair answer when he said it wasn??t his place to judge.

But when asked the same question about the faith of Santorum and Newt Gingrich, Graham??s standards changed. He answered that yes, he did think those men were Christian because of ??political interests?? and ??spiritual interests.?? Graham later backtracked, but the message was already out.

What did a lot of young people hear? To be a Christian you need to look like, talk like and vote like Franklin Graham?? Oh, and something about sinners and grace.

What King neglected to add was that Franklin Graham said that President Obama could be a Muslim because “Muslims have gotten a free pass under his administration”. Has everyone forgotten Obama’s “pastor problem” in 2008? Does the name Jeremiah Wright ring a bell?

I have said that I would keep my mouth shut regarding the president’s GOP challengers and I will just say that Obama’s moral character has not been called into question the same way that former Speaker Gingrich’s character has.

Anyway, it is a valid point that it fails to keep young people in the church when they hear nothing but trash talk from their church members and then the pastor who has been engaging in the trash talk preaches them a sermon on Romans 13:1. It states: “Let every soul be subject to the governing authorities. For there is no authority except from God, and the authorities that exist are appointed by God.”

King has more to say:

Such political spectacles are driving a generation away from faith. It almost did for me, an evangelical Christian in my 20s who attends church on an almost weekly basis.

Most of my life I went to private Christian schools or was homeschooled. I had some wonderful examples of faith that inspired me. But as soon as I heard Christians on the radio or saw them on TV, I was ashamed to call myself a Christian.

The Jesus I read about in Scriptures taught love, acceptance, peace and concern for the poor, but the Christian leaders on TV and radio always seemed to be pro-rich, pro-white, pro-America and anti-gay.

By college I was getting ready to leave it all behind.

Thankfully, I had found meaning in work with the homeless and tutoring refugees. I heard Jim Wallis, for whom I now work, speak about God??s heart for the poor and oppressed. I sat in Scot McKnight??s North Park University classes in Chicago and learned about a Jesus who didn??t think like me, talk like me or live like me but who presented a radical challenge to be a disciple of this one they call Christ.

By 2004, I realized that the highest Christian calling in my life might not be to vote Republican. I still casted my ballot, but what was most significant to me that November was inviting 15 homeless men and women into my campus apartment to celebrate Thanksgiving with some other students and spend the night indoors.

I like politics. I think it??s important. Public policy matters because it affects people??s lives every day in ways we often don??t realize. But my primary concern for it comes because it affects the people Jesus called me to love and that the Bible tells me to be a voice for. This is why the use and abuse of religion during this election season is so troubling.

When Franklin Graham sets up double standards of faith for Republicans and Democrats, when Pat Robertson intones about a coming ??secular atheist dictatorship,?? when the Family Research Council??s Tony Perkins goes off about the dangers of repealing Don??t Ask Don??t Tell and other ??anti-family, anti-religious, anti-Christian policies,?? when the great test for the next President of our country is who has ??real?? theology and who has ??phony?? theology, it might make for good sound bites.

But it??s bad faith.

Blaming colleges, like Santorum did, is a lot easier than reforming the church. Finding an enemy outside of your religious faith might keep some young people in line for a little while and is probably great for fundraising. Heck, it might even mobilize an important voting bloc and win a few elections.

But it??s hastening the decline of Christianity for an entire generation.

I’ve heard it said that Christianity is one generation away from extinction. I also deal with the assumption that all young people want is contemporary music and entertainment. I have news for you: what young people want is something that is genuine and real. Yes, something from Hillsong might sound nice but a church with childcare so that parents can attend worship says a lot more. A church that genuinely loves EVERY generation and gives a voice to everyone is a lot more real than a mega-church like Joel Osteen’s where it’s just people worshipping a cult of personality.

What does it say about peoples’ perspective of the Christian faith when I mentally have to prepare to explain that I’m “not like _________ who just appeared on the Sunday morning political shows and talked about how __________ is waging a war on religion and the American identity”? What does it say when my tongue is bleeding because someone at church is going off on how evil [insert group of people] are when in reality I have friends from that culture but it would be inadvisable for me to speak up and risk offending one of the people who are responsible for my husband’s paycheck?

I love King’s closing:

I have a simple request for our nation??s religious leaders who keep finding ??enemies of the faith?? at every turn without ever looking inward. For Christ??s sake, stop talking.

Spend some time in prayer and think about what you say before you say it. Ask yourself, is the political gain, the next spot on cable news or the notoriety I can achieve really worth the damage to the church?

Well played. Perhaps if people realized the power of their words, their speech might be more measured.

The Simple Woman’s Daybook: March 5, 2012

Simple Woman's Daybook

FOR TODAY March 5, 2012

Outside my window… sunny and actually kind of warm.

I am thinking… that I really don’t want to deal with Dr. Passive-Aggressive in half an hour.

I am thankful… that I was able to sleep in on Saturday.

In the kitchen… good question. Nothing from scratch at the moment though I just got the shipment of my cookbooks from my in-laws’ garage.

I am wearing… black t-shirt, navy blue LEFT BEHIND shorts (see OldLutheran.Com‘s merchandise for an explanation).

I am creating… this entry. 🙂

I am going… to the clinic in town in a bit for an appointment to discuss my abysmal cholesterol numbers.

I am reading… Fearless by Max Lucado and enjoying it immensely.

I am hoping… Daniel naps today.

I am looking forward to… Ladies’ Night Out on Thursday.

Around the house… next question!

I am pondering… things for my Lenten writing discipline.

A favorite quote for today… “Fear may fill our world, but it doesn’t have to fill our hearts. It will always knock on the door. Just don’t invite it in for dinner, and for heaven’s sake don’t offer it a bed for the night.” — Max Lucado in Fearless

One of my favorite things… Coca-Cola despite how awful it is for me.

A few plans for the rest of the week: doctor’s appointment today, PT tomorrow, school psych exam and speech for Daniel as well as midweek Lenten dinner on Wednesday, OT and possibly child development as well as Ladies’ Night Out on Thursday, neuro appointment for Daniel and massage for me on Friday.

A peek into my day… My pajama bottoms which are made of WIN!

My pajama bottoms which are made of WIN!

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Healing Prayer

Is anyone among you suffering? Then he must pray. Is anyone cheerful? He is to sing praises. Is anyone among you sick? Then he must call for the elders of the church and they are to pray over him, anointing him with oil in the name of the Lord; and the prayer offered in faith will restore the one who is sick, and the Lord will raise him up, and if he has committed sins, they will be forgiven him. Therefore, confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another so that you may be healed. The effective prayer of a righteous man can accomplish much.
–James 5:13-16

Reading the chapter “healing prayer” in Still: Notes on a Mid-Faith Crisis (Lauren Winner) reminded me of my experiences with it. We had it at least quarterly in chapel at the seminary and I think it was then that the laying on of hands started to make me cry. (I looked at a post on the subject from 9 years ago and apparently, it’s made me cry to have the laying on of hands since college. Huh. Not all that surprising.) Quoting the last entry I did regarding it, “I don’t know why but it moves me to tears when people lay hands and pray for me. It might be that I’m allowing myself to be vulnerable, it might be the Spirit within me interceding because I have to words, or it could just be that I understand the power of what is going on.”

The other thing about my experiences with healing prayer is that it comes into my life during those times in which I desperately need it because I am either seriously ill or seriously depressed. (Truthfully, those two are usually pretty intertwined because a serious illness will toss me into depression and depression usually knocks out my immune system and exacerbates an illness.) During those times, I retreat more inward than I do normally (and that is saying something) and it is during those times that I need the physicality of healing prayer and people praying while laying hands on me to “bring me out” or at least bring me outward to my normal level of introversion.

I also feel like this is one of those things where it’s an “all or nothing” approach. You have those of a Pentecostal persuasion who are slain in the Spirit and then you have those like the people at Metanoia who are German Lutheran in background and are a bit put off by this kind of thing. I think the next time I would probably experience something like this is whenever I meet with the Anglican/Episcopal priest with whom I will hopefully be doing Confession this month — at least I’m hoping for something like that.

Lenten Hymn Sunday (II)

I chose “The God of Abraham Praise” because it’s a good Lenten processional hymn that glorifies God and ties into the readings about Abraham that we have right now in Year B. It is in a minor key and it doesn’t contain the A-word (or H-word depending on spelling). I remember singing it at Church of the Incarnation the last time I was there for a full Eucharist in March 2009. I wish I hadn’t had pregnancy grumpiness because it was Rite I and lovely.

The God of Abraham praise,
who reigns enthroned above;
Ancient of everlasting days,
and God of love;
Jehovah, great I AM,
by earth and heaven confessed:
I bow and bless the sacred Name
for ever blessed.

The God of Abraham praise,
at whose supreme command
from earth we rise, and seek the joys
at his right hand;
we all on earth forsake,
its wisdom, fame and power;
and him our only portion make,
our Shield and Tower.

The goodly land we see,
with peace and plenty blessed:
a land of sacred liberty
and endless rest;
there milk and honey flow,
and oil and wine abound,
and trees of life for ever grow,
with mercy crowned.

There dwells the Lord, our King,
the Lord, our Righteousness,
triumphant o’er the world and sin,
the Prince of Peace;
on Zion’s sacred height
his kingdom he maintains,
and, glorious with his saints in light,
for ever reigns.

The God who reigns on high,
the great archangels sing,
and “Holy, holy, holy,” cry,
“Almighty King!”
Who was and is the same,
and evermore shall be:
Jehovah, Father, great I AM,
we worship thee.”

The whole triumphant host
give thanks to God on high;
“Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost”
they ever cry;
hail, Abraham’s God and mine;
I join the heavenly lays;
all might and majesty are thine,
and endless praise!
— The Hymnal 1982 #401

(HT: Oremus for the lyrics)

Here is a YouTube video of it from an LCMS congregation (St. Lorenz in Frankenmuth, MI). The sound quality isn’t the best but it’s congregational singing which is how hymns should be.

40

Psalm 40 has been coming up in various ways all of Friday. Unapologetically Episcopalian had it as their morning music and an interview with the monks behind Unvirtuous Abbey talked about the song “40” being sung at a U2 concert and the spiritual aspects of it. (BTW, you need to follow Unvirtuous Abbey on Facebook and Twitter. Trust me on this.)

With all this, I thought I’d just post the text of Psalm 40. As usual with psalms, I’m using the King James Version.

I waited patiently for the LORD; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry.
He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.
And he hath put a new song in my mouth, even praise unto our God: many shall see it, and fear, and shall trust in the LORD.
Blessed is that man that maketh the LORD his trust, and respecteth not the proud, nor such as turn aside to lies.
Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done, and thy thoughts which are to us-ward: they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee: if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered.
Sacrifice and offering thou didst not desire; mine ears hast thou opened: burnt offering and sin offering hast thou not required.
Then said I, Lo, I come: in the volume of the book it is written of me,
I delight to do thy will, O my God: yea, thy law is within my heart.
I have preached righteousness in the great congregation: lo, I have not refrained my lips, O LORD, thou knowest.
I have not hid thy righteousness within my heart; I have declared thy faithfulness and thy salvation: I have not concealed thy lovingkindness and thy truth from the great congregation.
Withhold not thou thy tender mercies from me, O LORD: let thy lovingkindness and thy truth continually preserve me.
For innumerable evils have compassed me about: mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up; they are more than the hairs of mine head: therefore my heart faileth me.
Be pleased, O LORD, to deliver me: O LORD, make haste to help me.
Let them be ashamed and confounded together that seek after my soul to destroy it; let them be driven backward and put to shame that wish me evil.
Let them be desolate for a reward of their shame that say unto me, Aha, aha.
Let all those that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee: let such as love thy salvation say continually, The LORD be magnified.
But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.

And for good measure, here is the video of U2 playing the song.

Got Faith?

Finn: “How do you do it?”
Russell: “Do what?”
Finn: “Never lose faith.”
Russell: “Some things I hide better than you do.”

These were the last lines of Wednesday’s episode of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation between Finn (Elizabeth Shue) and D.B. Russell (Ted Danson). In the episode, a little boy was kidnapped and a power outage strikes Las Vegas right after they start investigating the case. Finn is convinced of the veracity of the “three hour rule” in which you have three hours to find the kidnapping victim before they’re dead and Russell keeps telling her that they’ll find the kid alive.

In my life, I’ve had people ask me how I’ve had tremendous faith or how I managed to believe when my back has been in a corner. My answer: I don’t have tremendous faith. I simply hide the fact that I honestly don’t know what is going to happen next. I couldn’t have told you anything about what I was going to do after college until about 3 months before that day. I then could not have predicted that I would not finish my MTS and instead be a vicar’s wife who ended up gaining some minor Internet notoriety over a couple things I wrote for the now-defunct blog portal blogs4God. I couldn’t have even imagined that I’d find a job in Montana I loved so much that I went back to work a week earlier than I should have been allowed to after my c-section with Daniel or that I’d love it so much that I’d go back to work 4 weeks after he came home. (There was also the financial reason but my love for my work was the primary one.) I simply trust that I will react to whatever happens next and that somehow I will probably survive it. There have only been two times when survival was called into question and that was Daniel’s birth (both of us almost died) and a year ago when I had to sign the permission to put Daniel on ECMO. I was probably going to survive the latter if it failed and Daniel died but it was going to be pretty darn hard.

Hebrews 11 is full of examples of people who showed amazing faith even though things got dicey. Abraham left his homeland to journey to a place which had been promised for him and became a father at an advanced age. Moses led the people out of Egypt even though he did not feel suited to the job. Others were executed by inhumane means, were tortured and exiled and did so showing incredible faith even though they may have been quaking in their sandals at the time.

I think it’s more about standing strong on God’s promises even if inside, you have no idea if you’ll make it. There’s no harm in admitting fear — courage is just recognizing that there is something greater than the fear: God.