Today I want to resume my posting of
The Source, which I began a couple of weeks ago. I don't think I'll post the last two entries of week one, but I should say a note about them because I allude to them in today's entry. They were a two part "sinventory" in which I described the traditional seven deadly sins and listed many questions designed to make us face the reality of these sins in our own life. It's a pretty brutal exercise! Anyhow, here are the previous posts in this series:
Week 1, Day 1 - Forbidden FruitWeek 1, Day 2 - Spiraling Downward And here is the latest entry, which begins a week I spent exloring the atonement.
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I have been extremely excited about this week’s Source for a long time. Why? Because we are spending the week talking about one of the most important topics in the world. We will be exploring the significance of Jesus’ death and resurrection. We’ll be asking why this event matters, discussing what difference it makes.*
So let’s get started. I’ll begin with a confession. People are funny to me, especially when it comes to what we’re specifically talking about today: guilt and shame.
Every single one of us hates admitting guilt; we work hard – at times even bending the truth – to protect our innocence (or at least the idea of our innocence). If guilt is the fact that we’ve done something deserving of punishment, much of our energy is spent proving that (a) we didn’t do it, or (b) we had good, justifiable reasons for doing it. In other words, our explanations for being caught red-handed range from “I didn’t hang my sister’s baby-doll from the ceiling fan” to “I only did it because she wanted to play house instead of baseball.”
We hate feeling guilty,
being guilty, and so we deny or rationalize our behavior. We do the same with shame; it’s like we think we can make it go away simply by ignoring or denying it. If guilt has to do with what we
do, shame relates to who we
are. Shame is the sense that something is not okay with me, the sense that I am not as I should be. If guilt is about having failed at something, shame refers to the deep sense that I am at my core a failure.
So why do I think all this is funny? Well, I think it’s funny because even though we deny our guilt and hide our shame, we secretly seek ways to massage them through the stories of others. For instance, psychologists and film analysts tell us that there is more to watching movies than mere entertainment. We watch movies, among other reasons, in order to give vent to emotions, fears, and feelings within ourselves. We like epics because we want to feel heroic; we like romantic films because we want to fall in love. There is something about seeing these human realities played out on a screen that enables us to express our feelings in a way that carries none of the dangers of authentic heroism, much less love.
Unfortunately, the same is true with guilt. For instance, we like to watch movies with “bad guys” and “good guys.” You’d think we love these because we identify with the good guys, and this is true to some degree. Some would argue, however, that watching “bad guys” allows us to release some of the pent up aggression, hatred, bitterness, resentment, and violence within us. Often without knowing it, part of us relates in some way to these characters. And since these characters usually die at the end of the film, it becomes a way for us to symbolically “kill” that part of ourselves that we hate the most – the part that makes us feel guilty and shameful.
So why the long homily on film psychology? What does this have to do with Jesus’ death and resurrection?
Everything, I would argue. This simple example from everyday life, from a central ritual of our culture, reveals something true about each of us: we
do feel guilt; we
are aware of our shame. Whether due to past mistakes or present habits, we can’t shake the sense that
we are not okay.
And it’s true. We’re not. If you participated in last week’s Source, you’re probably still reeling from all the ugly things you learned about yourself. I know I am. It’s not easy coming to terms with the fact that I am at times envious, lustful, greedy, slothful, gluttonous, angry, and prideful. Notice that I can’t even say this without the little phrase
at times. To put it in stark terms, I can’t bear the weight of my own sin. It feels weird to say that, not least because of one of our culture’s core convictions (which we should know by now is merely a cover-up job): “I’m okay, you’re okay.” I’m
not okay, and you’re
not either. I wish we were, but we’re not. Some of us may be better than others, but “we alike are all under sin” (Romans 3.9).
And as I pointed out last week, if it is true that there is a God who created all things, and if this God has a sense of justice and a desire to judge evil and reward good,
he would be right to condemn us.
I’m reminded of words from King David’s poem in Psalm 51 (right after a string of stupidly sinful moves): “Against you, you only, have I sinned, and done what is evil in your sight;
so you are right in your verdict, and justified when you judge.”
God put us here to love and care for one another, so when we injure and insult and take advantage of people, God takes it personally. God asked us to be co-creators with him, to watch over and care for the rest of the created world – waters, trees, animals, air, and all the rest – and when we exploit these things for our own selfish purposes God is not pleased. God made us to love him and to live with him in an interactive relationship, and when we refuse to allow God into our lives, God is rightfully angry.
You would be too. I know I would be. And I’m part of the problem.
A problem that God has overcome in Jesus. Finally comes the point, right? And it is good news, for it is the message that God has self-sacrificially entered into human history – into the depths of our pain – and has taken upon himself our guilt and shame.
I certainly can’t say it any better than Scripture:
God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. God made him who knew no sin to become sin for us, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God.
Christ redeemed us from the curse of the law by becoming a curse for us. God forgave us all our sins, having canceled the charge of our legal indebtedness, which stood against us and condemned us; he has taken it away, nailing it to the cross. For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, to bring you to God. (Rom 5.7-8; 2 Cor 5.21; Gal 3.13; Col 2.13-14; 1Pet 3.18)
The good news of Jesus’ death and resurrection starts here: when we are at our worst, God is at his best. Because of what God has done in Jesus the Messiah, taking upon himself the consequences of our ugliness and sin,
we are forgiven. As Paul puts it, “There is now
no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus” (Rom 8.1). We are no longer defined by past mistakes or present weaknesses, but instead by the radical love of the God who suffered and died on our behalf. Our core identity is found in that we are the people for whom God has demonstrated this outrageous love.
The truest and most fundamental fact about each of us is that we are deeply loved by God. The next step on the path of freedom is trusting in this love. We must trust that God is not angry with us – that he has picked us up off the ground and cleansed us, that he is behind us, with us,
for us.
“Father, ‘love’ is such a cheap word for us. We use it to talk about food and sports and hobbies. But your love is so deep; you fill this word with meaning – the meaning it’s supposed to have. You suffered on our behalf. You took upon yourself the pain that we should have had to bear, that I should have had to bear. There was no reason for you to do what you did. You would have been right to let us tear ourselves apart. But you didn’t. Instead you let us tear
you apart, let us hang you on a cross to die as a criminal. Why, God? Why should such bad things happen to such a good God? I guess I know the answer: because you love us. Because you
are love. You experienced the worst this world has to offer so that we might be forgiven, so that we might be free from guilt and shame. I don’t know how to trust this kind of love, but I’m trying. Help me let you love us. Help me let you love me. Amen.”
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*NOTE: I realize that I referred to his death and resurrection as one event. This was not an accident; one does not make sense without the other. It’s kind of like talking about “the founding of our country” or “our wedding”; there are numerous events within these larger umbrellas, but only together can they be fully comprehended
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