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The Bible regularly privileges hearing over seeing.

From time to time the priority of audition over vision is hammered home from complementary angles. On the one hand, Israel is commanded to listen. On the other, she is forbidden to craft a visual representation of her speaking Lord.

Then Moses and the levitical priests spoke to all Israel, saying: ‘Keep silence and hear, O Israel! This very day you have become the people of the LORD your God. Therefore obey the LORD your God, observing his commandments and his statutes that I am commanding you today.’ The same day Moses charged the people as follows: ‘When you have crossed over the Jordan, these shall stand on Mount Gerizim for the blessing of the people: Simeon, Levi, Judah, Issachar, Joseph, and Benjamin. And these shall stand on Mount Ebal for the curse: Reuben, Gad, Asher, Zebulun, Dan, and Naphtali. Then the Levites shall declare in a loud voice to all the Israelites:

Cursed be anyone who makes an idol or casts an image, anything abhorrent to the LORD, the work of an artisan, and sets it up in secret.” All the people shall respond, saying, “Amen!”’

Context makes clear that the forbidden idol here is not merely a hidden—that is to say, extra-official—image, but any image shaped to present YHWH to human eyes.

The logic of this persistent privileging of the ear over the eye as the organ of choice for a new nation is not too difficult to discern. Israel’s ongoing proximity to her redeeming Lord demands a mental, an intellectual grappling with his person and his presence. Clearly, both ear and eye are organs of sense, so the affirmation of the value of hearing YHWH and the prohibition of seeing him does not reduce to a mere preference for the abstract over the sensual. The distinction is not so much one of kind as of degree. Continue Reading »

As we speak, my oldest son beavers away at a history degree at a fine university in this country’s Pacific Northwest. Our telephone conversations and Spring Break bike rides on Indy’s wonderful Monon Trail are punctuated by discussions of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict and the continuing relevance of Plato’s Republic as well as the merits of road over mountain bikes and the fitness benefits of pushing along really fat tires.

Why history? Because First Son’s strong but uneven education at the British School of Costa Rica brought him into contact with the curmudgeonly but brilliant and engaged ‘Mr Wolf’, an historian with a stubborn and inelegant fixation on making history relevant for high school students in what others of his ilk might have dismissed as an intellectual and cultural backwater. Continue Reading »

On the rough outer orbit of two of the worst evenings of my just over half-century of accumulated life, I find myself after a good day’s work in the company of a kindred spirit over good steak, crowned with two fine scallops, adorned with something red.

How can such pain mingle so seamlessly with such hilarity, such good company, such joy?

Cast me gently into morning, for the night has been unkind.

—Sarah McLachlan

Those of us nursed and nourished on good decades are, arguably, poorly prepared for anguish, for loss.

We have no precedent for the madness, for the illogic, for the unbending chaos that comes on the lips of those we have loved, those whom we would love still if we were permitted.

What do we do then? Continue Reading »

W.B. Johnson’s and K. Murray’s Crazy Love: dealing with your partner’s problem personality is a grim treatise.

The volume majors in realism, not hope. More often than not, the authors’ counsel is that you will not survive the partner to whom you have tied your soul, life, checkbook, and destiny. It may be best to get out while there is some gettin’ to be had. Continue Reading »

Somewhere in an interval between sets by The Harmans, Donna Ulisse & the Poor Mountain Boys, Balsam Range, the bodacious Monroe Crossing, and the Josh Wiliams Band, some errant soul ventured the observation that you can line up the same five instruments multiple times at an event like this one and the sound will be completely different every time.

Welcome to Bluegrass! Continue Reading »

En los últimos tiempos se ha dado un debate respecto a la existencia del controversial ministerio apostólico, y sobre el orden jerárquico que ostentan quienes pretenden utilizar este título dentro del liderazgo. Incluso, he escuchado que al parecer, ahora encontramos una nueva figura ministerial llamado: ‘Padre Espiritual’. Estos creen que pueden estar por encima de los apóstoles. En otras palabras, brindan cobertura y son los ‘apóstoles de apóstoles’. Sin embargo, no es mi intención unirme a ese debate (aunque ganas me sobran) sino animar la reflexión basado en lo que encontramos en Dios y en su Palabra.

Normalmente cuando se analizan estos temas, nos dirigimos a los pasajes de Efesios 4 o 1 Corintios 12, que nos muestra una lista de dones y ministerios. Podemos afirmar que estos ministerios existen desde la perspectiva divina, pero me parece que estamos olvidando el propósito por el cuál fueron dados y nos hemos apropiado de estos como si fueran de nuestra posesión. Continue Reading »

In his fine essay in the March 2010 number of Christianity Today, Darren C. Marks (‘The Mind Under Grace. Why theology is an essential nutrient for spiritual growth’) articulates an assumption that both modernist and post-modernist ‘true believers’ might well find startling: ‘Scripture interrogates the community’.

Marks pens his essay a defense of ‘dry’ theology against that contemporary hubris that insists we honor Relevance above all other gods.

Living with the penetrating, unsettling interrogatives of Scripture strikes me as an almost sufficient abbreviation of Christian faith and practice. If the elevation of the subject is our generation’s besetting sin, then the ‘satanic’ (as in ‘questioning’, ‘probing’, ‘skeptical’, even ‘accusing’) voice of Scripture may be the salvation we most desperately require.

Not that portion of Scripture that we find reducible to articulation in the too often caricatured bumper sticker or painted artfully into Tim Tebo’s eye black, but that comprehensive encounter with Scripture that requires us to submit to Leviticus’ apparent tedium, Samuel’s heroics, the gospels’ unsophisticated presentation of history’s most sophisticated figure, and Paul’s agonizing against Israel’s experience in Romans 9-11.

In short, the whole body of Scripture must interrogate us.

We might imagine that inspiration and anecdote can inspire us sufficiently to escape that sucking swamp that has us, up to the thighs, in its grasp.

That would be a tragic underestimation of our condition.

Only by embracing Scriptures comprehensive, unending, humiliating, empowering interrogation can we have any hope of escaping ourselves, of finding salvation from ourselves, of breaking free from the hubris that enslaves us while we piously quote our favorite parts.

Amigos, unas breves palabras en memoria de un pastor del pueblo: Monseñor Romero.

Hoy hace 30 años la historia de América Latina jamás volvió a ser la misma. Hoy hace  30 años moría en medio del destello de las balas asesinas un profeta del pueblo.

Murió abrazando no su causa, sino la causa de Jesús por amor a las personas más vulnerables.  Murió  sencillamente porque su voz fue molestar para algunos, cuando él solamente decidió ser megáfono humano; pastor que reprodujo los gritos de dolor, humillación y vejación de un pueblo reprimido.
  
Al igual que el Maestro estaba consciente que no ‘había mayor amor que dar la vida por el bienestar de otros’. Y Así fue como vivió su vida, una constante entrega hasta el último aliento de vida.
 
Romero, no soy católico pero sí tu hermano en la fe.

Que tu vida y muerte nos recuerde que ser cristiano se traduce en entrega. Sí, entrega de las ideas, el servicio, el amor y hasta la vida por otros.  Porque solo aquel que se atreve a entregar la vida por causa del Reino, en verdad la hallará. 

Quizás por eso dijo con tal convicción:

‘Si me matan, resucitaré en el pueblo salvadoreño.’

  

Y efectivamente Oscar Romero resucitó…para legarnos un ejemplo de justicia, coraje y compasión, valores perennes que deberíamos encarnar todos aquellos que creemos que el Evangelio es luz y esperanza para los que hoy sufren por muchas causas.

Es el encuentro de un maestro principal contra el gran Maestro. El escenario está listo y el hombre abre el debate:

“Rabí sabemos que has venido de Dios como maestro; porque nadie puede hacer estas señales que tú haces, si no está Dios con él” (Juan 3:2).

Buen discurso inaugural sin duda alguna, cargado con fuertes argumentos teológicos, esperado por parte de un gran erudito y conocedor de la ley. Continue Reading »

It would have been difficult to sketch out the trajectory established by the ‘servant songs’ of the book of Isaiah and arrive before the fact at anything like the profile of Jesus. Retrospect and reflection are a different matter.

The New Testament writers found it natural to view Jesus within the frame established by the enigmatic figure of Isaiah’s ‘servant of the Lord’. These writers connected the dots, as it were, and found in the ancient prophetic text an intimation of a deeply effective agent of the Lord who would know painful rejection, sorrow, and shame. This looked, to them, just like Jesus.

He is despised and rejected by men,
A Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief.

A defensible interpretative strategy allows the New Testament’s citations and allusions to draw our exegetical attention not only to the ancient words that are actually cited but to the larger contexts and passages to which those indicators point. In following this readerly strategy, one might permit the sparing but substantive allusions to the famous portrayal of the servant in Isaiah 53 to bring to mind that chapter’s entire Gestalt of the servant. Though the New Testament does not actually refer to Jesus by the poignantly beautiful descriptor ‘acquainted with grief’, these memorable words are thus treated as a component part of the servant’s—now viewed as Jesus’—profile. Continue Reading »