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Sunday School Notes: Luther on Repentance

October 27, 2007 · Leave a Comment

“Theology’s true object is ‘the guilty and condemned person and the justifying or redeeming God…whatever is sought outside that area or inquiry or object is totally in error and idle in theology.’” Jungel

Fundamental to Luther’s main insight is the practice of making distinctions. The most basic and important distinction for Luther is the distinction between God and humanity. Humans are nothing but sinners who stand guilty and condemned, God alone is the redeemer. Only God can and does act for our redemption, all humans can do is hear and believe. The only thing humans bring to the table is sin, God alone brings love and redemption. And both parties, for Luther, are mysteriously found in the person of Christ. When we see Christ, who is the enfleshed God, we see the condemned and guilty human and the loving, redeeming God.

Once Luther had his fundamental insight, he quickly developed a series of conclusions about the church and its practices. Luther first took aim at indulgences and the practice of penance. He did not reject them all at once, but over time grew more and more dissatisfied with them, eventually viewing them as completely worthless. At the outset, Luther wanted simply to correct the errors he saw in how the church went about selling indulgences and requiring penance. His famous 95 theses are not an outright rejection of the Catholic church’s practices—in fact, throughout, he assumes that the pope is on his side—but an attempt to correct what he saw as an over extension of the church’s authority. He saw that the church was stepping out of the bounds given to it by Christ, speaking where it was not permitted to speak. The results, according to Luther, were damaging on all sides. Both the Law and the Gospel were obscured. Regarding the Law, believers were permitted to take God for granted; all they had to worry themselves with were those things the church told them to do. When believers did their penance or paid their indulgence, they thought it was enough, that they had performed their Christian duty. The living, commanding person of Christ, however, had dropped out of view, according to Luther. Here are the first 2 theses from Luther’s 95. “When our Lord and Master Jesus Christ said, “Repent” (Matt. 4:17), he willed the entire life of believers to be one of repentance. This word cannot be understood as referring to the sacrament of penance, that is, confession and satisfaction, as administered by the clergy.”

Luther’s point here is that repentance is not a one-time activity, or even an ‘activity’ at all. It is not something that we choose to do sometimes and choose not to do other times, like penance. Repentance, rather, is something we are ushered into irrespective of our personal choice, something that is true about us whether or not we actually perform an action that could be called repentance. Repentance is the air we breathe; it is what our whole life is to be about, whether we know it or not. Repentance, for Luther, is turning away from self, from selfish desires and self-seeking, to God and to our neighbor. It is not a general feeling of sorrow that we can conjure up, or simply asking for forgiveness as an afterthought. Repentance is possible (and so necessary) only because of the Gospel.

Therefore, it is not something we can do at our leisure; it is the only conceivable possibility for our lives given that the world we live in is one where the Gospel is a reality. The only thing that makes sense in this world where the living Christ speaks is to turn away from ourselves to God and neighbor, to repent. The penitential system of the church was therefore unable to teach believers about the true nature of repentance. It made it seem like we have certain ‘religious’ obligations that are separate from everything else. It made repentance a thing we do, instead of a whole way of life made possible by God in Christ. It turned the Law into a thing we control for our own benefit; it did not recognize the Law as a signpost pointing to the Gospel.

Allow me to make an aside here. In my first lesson, I spoke about why we still need to hear Luther today. I think we need to hear him on this. Here is one area where the rubber needs to meet the road. Do we generally view repentance and the Christian life like this? As all-encompassing and far-reaching as this? As something that we are not in control of, but as purely a gift? I know I don’t. I tend to think that I am largely in control of my Christian life. I decide when to pray or not, when to go to church or not, when to read the Bible or not, when to help my neighbor or not. Christ often functions simply as an idea for me, a wonderful idea, to be sure, but an idea nonetheless. And an idea I can control, for the most part. I can choose to think about it or not. But do I really believe that the Gospel is true, that the man Jesus of Nazareth as the incarnation of God Almighty was handed over to death for my sins and raised to life for my justification, and reigns as Lord? Do I really believe that a life of repentance, turning away from my selfishness to love God and my neighbor, is really the only conceivable option? Or are these just ideas for me? Much of the time, I must confess, these are only ideas. Really believing them, I am afraid, would commit me to too much. I can do no better than the father in Mark 9, “Lord, I believe, help my unbelief.”

Theologian Robert Jensen has an essay simply but profoundly titled, “What If It Were True?” After laying out some reasons why Christian claims no don’t carry much weight for people, including Christians, he writes:

Yet I think there is another reason for our skittishness with the gospel’s truth claims, that is probably more important and is moreover perennial. As soon as we pose the question, “What indeed if it were true?” about any ordinary proposition of the faith, consequences begin to show themselves that go beyond anything we dare to believe, that upset our whole basket of assured convictions, and we are frightened of that. The most Sunday-school-platitudinous of Christian claims—say, “Jesus loves me”—contains cognitive explosives we fear will indeed blow our minds; it commits us to what has been called revisionary metaphysics, and on a massive scale. That, I think, is the main reason we prefer not to start, and have preferred it especially in the period of modernity. For Western modernity’s defining passion has been for the use of knowledge to control, and that is the very point where the knowledge of faith threatens us. Robert Jenson “What If It Were True?”

The Gospel, he writes, “contains cognitive explosives we fear will indeed blow our minds.” Luther understood this perhaps more than most, and more than most Luther allowed the Gospel to blow his mind. And also, Luther saw more clearly than most the many and subtle ways in which people hide themselves from the Gospel, even in the name of Christianity and God. We fear the Gospel because, in the end, it really does commit us to a radical existence in this world. And so we turn repentance into something we do only on Sunday mornings, or perhaps a couple times a week. We turn church into a social club, we turn prayer into a chore. We need to hear Luther. Like John the Baptist, he can be for us a voice crying out in the wilderness. And ultimately, like John the Baptist, Luther points us to Christ, who is our salvation.

Categories: Luther Series · Peter · Theology · Uncategorized

The Trumpet Child – 6

October 25, 2007 · 11 Comments

The rich forget about their gold
The meek and mild are strangely bold
A lion lies beside a lamb
And licks a murderer’s outstretched hand

Here the song takes a turn. Up until now, the song has been describing the trumpet child and what he will do when he shows up. Now we get a description of our end of things. How will it be with us? What will we do in response to the trumpet child’s surprising power and grace?

The rich forget about their gold
The meek and mild are strangely bold

What possibly could cause the rich to forget about their gold? It is pretty easy to imagine getting the rich to spend their gold, or even to give some of it away, but forgetting it? Forget about it! Money has a unique power over humans. It makes us feel safe, powerful, successful,20060911-money-greed.jpg and important. It gives us the illusion of being happy; having a lot of it enables us to jump from one fleeting pleasure to another. So what could cause us to forget about it? The trumpet child will banquet here / Until the lost are truly found. Being found, truly found, is a security that gold can never give us. Only God in Christ can and does do that. Money, by its very nature, is restless. It represents potential—what we could be, what we could become, what we could have. Money can never give us rest. It demands to be spent, to be used, and so passes away. It is not a good in and of itself. God’s kingdom, however, does give us rest. Augustine’s famous words sum it all up and need no improvement: Our hearts are restless until they find their rest in Thee.

Why is it that God can give us rest, and so permit us to forget about our gold? Because God as Christ and Spirit relates to us as nothing in our market driven society can, as pure Giver. Kathryn Tanner captures this well:

In the final analysis, God does not so much want something of us as want to be with us. God does not really need us for anything. There is nothing yet to achieve beyond what God’s own trinitarian perfection already instantiates. In giving rise to the creature and elevating it to God’s own level, God is always bringing about something less rather than something more than what the triune God already is in itself. Without hopes of any advance on God’s own goodness thereby, God’s gifts to the creature are a kind of love-filled non-purposive or gratuitous trinitarian overflow—something like the aura or penumbra that a generously fecund sun gives off for nothing into the surrounding darkness of space…This giving serves no point beyond the fact of it, one might say: to see God’s own giving nature reflected in what is not God—in the creature and the creature’s action. God gives simply so that there might be a non-divine reflection of what God is. Kathryn Tanner, Jesus, Humanity, and the Trinity

We can rest in God through Christ and Spirit because in relation to this God we are treated simply as beloved. No performance or skill or status is necessary to be gifted and cared for by the God of Jesus Christ. We need not (and cannot) purchase anything from God, and we need not (and cannot) pay God back for anything. All we can do is receive from him and live a life of gratitude. Our hearts can rest in relation to this God. We are cared for, unconditionally. Accordingly, we are freed to forget that which promises to—but cannot—fulfill us.

But there is a flipside to this. God’s rest doesn’t leave us inert. It ushers us into a particular kind of activity. The meek and mild are strangely bold. This, of course, is an allusion to Jesus’ sermon on the mount: “Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth” (Matt. 5:5). Why the meek? Because meekness alone properly corresponds to God as the pure Giver of the Kingdom. The meek do not assert themselves, they do not take. They wait, and they receive. And precisely because the meek receive the gifts of God, they are empowered to be bold. It is strange that the meek will be bold because in our world we are so accustomed to trampling the meek. Meekness equals weakness for us. But the opposite is true. Those who are not meek do not wish to receive from God, they wish to be God, and so they refuse the gifts of God. They cut themselves off from reality. They have already received their reward, says Jesus.

A lion lies beside a lamb
And licks a murderer’s outstretched hand

This is another one of my favorite lines in the song. It is a clear allusion to Isaiah 11, where the prophet presents an eschatological vision of universal peace:

The wolf shall dwell with the lamb,
and the leopard shall lie down with the young goat,
and the calf and the lion and the fattened calf together;
and a little child shall lead them.
The cow and the bear shall graze;
their young shall lie down together;
and the lion shall eat straw like the ox.
The nursing child shall play over the hole of the cobra,
and the weaned child shall put his hand on the adder’s den.
They shall not hurt or destroy
in all my holy mountain;
for the earth shall be full of the knowledge of the LORD
as the waters cover the sea.

Now I am not sure if the song deliberately misquotes the passage or if it simply inherits the standard line, ‘the lion will lie down with the lamb,’ which is a slight deviation from the Isaiah 11 passage. Either way, combined with the second part of the line it offers atyke_lamb2.jpg stunning picture that is incredibly theologically rich. It can be spun a couple of ways. Taken at face value, it is a wonderful picture of the eschatological shalom that the trumpet child will effect. The natural world will be at harmony with itself, and even sinful humans will be taken up into the re-creation of all things. Humans will finally live at peace with the whole created order. Yet this verse, I think, is most powerfully read when done so christologically. I have no idea if Karin and Linford meant it this way, but here goes.

Jonathan Edwards has a wonderful little essay titled ‘The Excellency of Jesus Christ.’ In it, he elaborates on the particular beauty of the person of Christ. What makes Christ so beautiful, for Edwards, is that he brings together in one person what we think could not co-exist. “There do meet in Jesus Christ infinite highness and infinite condescension.” Jesus Christ is beautiful in that he is at once the almighty Lord and a humble, broken servant. As Holy Scripture puts it, Christ is both a lion and a lamb. This is captured most clearly in the stunning scene set out in the book of Revelation:

And I saw a strong angel proclaiming with a loud voice, “Who is worthy to open the scroll and break its seals?” And no one in heaven or on earth or under the earth was able to open the scroll or to look into it, and I began to weep loudly because no one was found worthy to open the scroll or to look into it. And one of the elders said to me, “Weep no more; behold, the Lion of the tribe of Judah, the Root of David, has conquered, so that he can open the scroll and its seven seals. “And between the throne and the four living creatures and among the elders I saw a Lamb standing, as though it had been slain, with seven horns and with seven eyes, which are the seven spirits of God sent out into all the earth. Revelation 5:3-6

The elder comforts John with the fact that the Lion of the tribe of Judah, Jesus Christ, is worthy to break the seals of history, yet when John looks for the mighty, conquering Christ, all he sees is a slain Lamb. The Lion is the Lamb. Christ conquers as the Crucified. Power is made perfect in weakness. This is why Christ is beautiful. All of his power and might are used not for self-advancement but for self-donation. The power of Christ is the power of love, even suffering love.

In Christ, a lion lies beside a lamb. In Christ, might and love perfectly reside, power and grace meet, authority and gentleness are one. Yet it is the next line of the song where the scandal of the Gospel—and so the beauty of Christ—really comes into focus. And licks a murderer’s outstretched hand. Why is the murderer’s hand outstretched? Because he is reaching out for forgiveness? Because he is making an effort at reconciliation? No. Because he is in the middle of committing murder. Christ does not wait for us to come to him. He comes to us, even and especially in our most shameful and desperate moments, in the midst of our sin. And he does not chide us; he licks our bloody hands, he takes our blood upon himself, giving us his blood instead—innocent, pure, spotless. Christ interrupts our acts of violence, interposing his suffering love for us, absorbing our violence and hate. Paul offers a fitting comment on this verse: “God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us” (Romans 5:8). While we were still sinners, with outstretched hands.

Categories: Peter · Theology · Trumpet Child Series

A Taste of the French Riviera (ooh la la!)

October 23, 2007 · 1 Comment

Peter has been thoroughly monopolizing these here Internets lately, so it is my turn. But, alas, inspiration has not struck me today on the writing front, so I will resort to a tried and true blog-o-method: copying something out of a journal.

This particular excerpt comes from a journal I kept during three of the most incredible weeks of my life, when in April of 2006, my BFF Rachel and I headed to Europe with 25 lb. backpacks, some maps, and some pages out of Rick Steves’ guides. Here is our adventure in Nice, France.

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“…Finally, we arrived at Nice Ville train station (after quickly stopping in Monaco–how decadent!). We’ve found that the most challenging thing about this traveling is arriving in a city and getting oriented. This was certainly no exception. A sudden wave of panic overcame me: We’re in FRANCE! (said in not quite the same way as our ‘we’re in Italy!’ exclamation). I don’t know anything about France– Napoleon, revolution, fries, the Statue of Liberty, and I’m out. I especially don’t know a lick of the language. I know hello, goodbye, please, thank you, how to count to three, and ‘will you go to bed with me tonight‘- the latter of which I should probably refrain from using…

After going to the bathroom (.50 euros) and attempting to figure out the bus system on our own, we found the Tourist Office, with its English-speaking French lady, and learned that we must take a bus. Well, actually, two buses: the ‘23′ to ‘the church’ and then switch to the ‘1.’ Then, we would have a ten minute hike to our hostel, Villa Saint Exupery. So, we embarked upon yet another public transportation adventure- the buses of France.

Our initial ride was no problem. Surely looking like fools at the ticket validation machines (note to self: always let the locals go first), we managed to figure it out, sit down, and hold on, though we were never quite sure of where we’d end up or what we were looking for. We got off at the Gravier stop and got out our map. Our lost looks must have given us away. A kind lady said something to us, which was returned with blank stares and smiles. ‘English?’ she asked. We nodded. ‘Where are you going?’ We told her. She giggled and said, ‘You go left here and then…up,’ and she pointed at the sky. We thanked her, puzzled. But when we arrived at the bottom of a long and winding staircase, it hit us, ‘Oh,’ we said, ‘Up.’

Our legs, still sore from the Cinque Terre hike, somehow carried us to Building 16 on top of the hill. ‘Welcome!’ said cheery voices from above. ‘Villa St. Exupery?’ We nodded. ‘Keep coming up! We’re so glad you’re here. Are you just now arriving?’ We had stumbled upon some bizarre land of youth and beauty, a deleted scene from Stepford Wives. We checked into the hostel, a former church with stained glass and a chapel. A perfect English-speaker awaited us, gave us clean towels, a tour, and a smile. I had to ask. ‘You’re English is impeccable! Where are you from?’ She smiled, ‘Colorado.’ Oh.

The place was cheap, clean, and even offered free breakfast, Internet access, and very cheap dinners on weekends. Still, we wanted to explore, so we set our stuff down and set out. Another bus ride to… God knows where. Somehow we found our way to Nice’s main attraction, Le Promenade des Anglais.

Now, I had seen pictures of the French Riviera before, and I knew it would be decadent and beautiful, but what a sight to behold in person: Multi-level buildings rising around the perimeter of the coast; airplanes from a distant airport taking off into the sunset; bike-riders, roller-bladers, locals on strolls, and tourists! It was breathtaking. The crystal clear blue of the Mediterranean began to reflect the colors of the sky as the sun began its descent. Families were playing with their dogs and their children. The waves crashed with a great ferocity against the millions of smoothly-surfaced rocks that welcome the water to the earth. As the waves receded, a symphony of applause could be heard from the stones as they once again touched one another, monitoring the waves with a clap-o-meter. Rachel skipped rocks and I watched. We walked along the shore and I picked up a rock I thought was pretty. The chances my parents have of coming out here are slim, but now they have a piece of its earth.

Hunger finally taking its toll, Rachel and I headed down the cobblestone roads of Old Nice to look for a meal. We had heard that Le Menu, a three-course-meal was the way to go. So, for 14.50 euros, we indulged in delectable French cuisine: stuffed, grilled vegetables, ravioli stuffed and served with tender and juicy roast beef, and two large servings of chocolate mousse (meece?) Plus, I had a pitcher (totaling four glasses) of red wine. So far, French food has the one-up on Italy. (Other than that, Italy still reigns supreme. Rachel commented upon our arrival here, ‘France looks like Italy. But with different windows’).

With dinner over and me ever-so-not-so-slighty tipsy, Rachel was left to the task of finding our way back to the Stepford Hostel. To be honest, for a while, I could tell from the look in her eyes that something was amiss, but it took a while for me to fully grasp our quandary. On a bus, circling Nice, it all came clear (with the help of some water-guzzling and determined eye-blinking): there were only two night buses running and we were on the wrong one, heading toward… who knows?

Ok, time to think (which I generally don’t enjoy). But, after studying two barely intelligible maps, we managed to locate ourselves and got off our Tour de Nice to to find an N3 bus stop, and hope for the best. It’s not entirely possible to duplicate my thoughts or emotions on paper, but I found myself surprisingly calm (perhaps the wine had something to do with that), which, let’s face it, is just so unlike me. We located a stop, stood with our backs to a wall (a favorite safety-stance), and literally prayed that a bus would come and take us back to town, back to Gravier, back to civilization.

And, wouldn’t you know it? God even listens to the prayers of those in France!

Our arrival at Gravier was a huge relief. Our biggest hurdle would be getting enough sleep… and hiking back up the mountain to do so. Rachel got out her puny flashlight, and we made our way, safe and sound, 11:00 p.m. Our parents would be mortified.

We were so proud.”

Categories: Anecdotes · Megan · Travel

Can you spot the difference?

October 20, 2007 · 4 Comments

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Sunday School Notes: The Discovery of Law and Gospel

October 19, 2007 · Leave a Comment

luther-2.pngAnother feature of Luther’s context was the presence of monasteries. He would have come into contact with them very early on in his life. And in Luther’s day, living in a monastery was considered a better or more intense form of the Christian life than the everyday callings of ordinary people, such as being a parent, or doctor, or lawyer, or whatever. If you were a monk, you could somehow be more holy and possess better prospects for eternal life; you could really focuses on doing your best, and you could be surer that God would do the rest. Luther did not originally set out to be a monk, though. His father wanted him to be a lawyer, and so he started out going to law school. And he did very well. But at some point in the middle of law school, Luther changed his mind about his vocation. The famous story is told that while walking back to school after visiting his parents Luther was caught in a lightning storm (1505). Being extremely frightened, Luther vowed to St. Anne that he would become a monk if he got out of the storm alive. He got out alive, entered an Augustinian monastery, and became a beggar. Now I don’t know if the lighting storm was the only reason he became a monk. I suspect not. I think Luther was just wired a certain way and would have ended up in some form of religious vocation one way or another. The lightning storm may have just been the perfect excuse.

Once Luther entered the monastery in Erfurt, he set out to do his best, hoping that God would do the rest. He even remarked about himself, “If anyone could have gained heaven as a monk, then I would indeed have been among them.” Luther was extremely devout. While in the monastery, he become a priest and began saying the mass regularly. He confessed regularly, and engaged in various forms of self-denial. But always Luther wondered when enough was enough. He was plagued by the fact that he could never really know when he had done his best. He never knew if he had done enough to be declared right by God. He felt the constant pressure of his conscience weighing on him. He struggled to find a gracious God who would do the rest, but only found a God demanding that he do more and more.

Various things happened, and Luther was moved from the monastery in Erfurt to Wittenberg where he was to serve as a priest and university professor (1512). Luther’s religious zeal and formal training in law school had made him a leader in Erfurt, and his superiors thought he could best serve the church in a university setting. Luther was reluctant to go, but he went. It was here that thinluther.pnggs changed for Luther. His post at the university had him primarily teaching the Bible. Luther was able to immerse himself in the Scriptures, and slowly something began to emerge for him. He discovered that the Scriptures spoke of the Gospel as something distinct from the Law. Previously, Luther had thought that the Christian life was all about Law and that the Gospel is what you get once you obey the Law. Do you best, God will do the rest, the Gospel is what I get for doing my best. The Gospel and Law are on the same continuum. But Luther found that this is not what the Bible teaches. The Law is what we are commanded to do, whether the command comes through the church or through the Bible, but the Gospel is something that God does, for us, apart from the Law. The purpose of the Law, he found, was not to lead us into eternal life, but to lead us into an awareness of our sin. And once we have encountered our sin through the Law, the Gospel comes to us as the good news that God justifies us apart from the Law through faith in Christ.

Luther came to this dinstinction primarily by reflecting on Paul. What does Paul mean by ‘the righteousness of God?’ Answering this question opened the gates to Luther’s entire theology. To understand why this is the case, we first must understand the long train of baggage that attached itself to this word throughout the centuries. Luther had been taught that one is righteous by doing righteous things, a line of thought that has its roots in Aristotle. According to this line of thought, one will be judged righteous or not sort of like a building is judged righteous or not after it has been built. Did the builders follow the blueprints? If they did, then the building is sound, it is ‘right.’ Likewise, if a person follows the law throughout their life, the end product will be a righteous person. God will declare them right or just at the final judgment. When Luther went to think about God with this understanding of righteousness, he understood God’s righteousness as God’s commitment to uphold the law or blueprint of the universe he set up. God will reward those who followed the law, and God will punish those who did not follow the law. Fairly simple. This is why Luther was so troubled when he came to Paul and read that God’s righteousness has been revealed apart from the Law in the Gospel. The kind of righteousness revealed in the Gospel is a righteousness through faith in Christ. What could this possibly mean? What it boils down to is this: Luther came to see that when Paul talks about the righteousness of God, he is not talking about God’s moral perfection by which God judges sinners into condemnation, rather, Paul is talking about something that God gives to sinners as a free gift. The righteousness of God is better understood as a righteousness from God, according to Luther. What happens in the Gospel is that, astonishingly, God does not treat sinners according to his own Law. God treats them apart from the Law according to Christ. In Christ, God declares the ungodly righteous, apart from their doing of the Law. This is the basis of Luther’s distinction between Gospel and Law that becomes so central for him.

This insight was revolutionary for Luther. Everything changed for him. He came to see that God did not want his good works, not even the good works commanded by the Law. What he wanted was faith, faith that God has completely and perfectly accomplished salvation in Christ alone. Thinking back to what I said earlier about how Luther was taught to think about the relationship between God and humanity, we can see where he changed and where he continued to hold on to some of what he learned from his Catholic schooling. Luther’s question—that he learned from his teachers—was still, “Where does a person stand in terms of God’s decision about them?” But his answer had radically changed. Whereas before, something from the human side effected God’s decision about the believer, now everything was from God’s side. Luther came to see that Christ alone, God in the flesh, is the sole basis for acceptance and fellowship with God. In Christ, we become righteous, we become justified, we become children of God. In Christ, our best is accomplished, and our worst is taken away from us. God makes us righteous by making Christ, who is God’s righteousness in the flesh, one of us. God leaves nothing to us, he accomplishes everything for us. All that is left for us to do is to have faith, to believe that it is true, to accept God’s astonishing gift. This insight about God’s decision concerning us would become the fountainhead of his whole theology.

Categories: Luther Series · Peter · Theology