Saturday, July 31, 2010

"Hell House": 5 of 5

Closing off the "series" on Hell House, I now want to propose an alternative to Hell House. The professor of New Testament theology from my school, in reading about a comment I made on Facebook about Hell Houses being the evangelical equivalent of water-boarding, put forth his own idea of an alternative hell house: "I recommend deploying 'heck houses,' in which room by room people would experience minor but persistent annoyances (someone talking loudly on a Bluetooth headset; Jonas Brothers music; aroma of gas station restrooms; men with saggy pants and exposed underwear, grabbing crotch and pulling up shirt to reveal bellies; Bill Cunningham WLW clips; spam messages for Viagra; blasts of hot air like getting into the car in July; clips from census-promotion and political campaign commercials; Windows Vista) and then at the end ask, 'Would you like to spend eternity in a place like this? Well, this is heck. Imagine what hell is like.'" To which my Old Testament professor replied, "Jonas Brothers with video = GEHENNA." This is a good modification and deserves to be thought-about. But here is my own proposal: over and against Hell Houses, create Heaven Houses.

There are several misconceptions about Heaven that prosper: Christians assume they are going to a certain type of Heaven, and people who are not Christians assume that Christians assume they are going to a certain type of Heaven. This Heaven, often immortalized in literature and paintings and sermons, is an ethereal place, a spiritual world where we will sit on clouds and play harps or some derivative thereof, singing songs to God for all eternity. Heaven thus become a disembodied church service that stretches into oblivion. And, let me be frank, that sounds like Hell. It's not a place I want to be. The good news
is that this is not the biblical description of heaven but, rather, a caricature of heaven due to, primarily, two veins of thought. The first is the ancient philosophy of Platonism: Plato taught that matter is temporary and the spirit is eternal, that the physical world is a world of transience and that the spiritual world will last for all time. And then there's the ancient idea of Gnosticism, which still raises its ugly head all over the place: the idea that the physical world is evil and that the spiritual world is good. Platonic philosophy on one hand, and Gnostic theology on the other, infiltrated the young Gentile church at an early age, and their effects were felt relatively early-on. In Colossians, St. Paul rails against gnosticism, and the apostolic fathers railed against it even more-so as it grew and prospered within the churches. This supra-spiritual heaven is often perceived in our minds as something like this:

Heaven is not a supra-spiritual realm where we will sing hymns to God for all eternity. Heaven, in the ultimate sense, is, as I've said in an earlier post regarding Hell House, the rescue and renewal of God's good creation, not least his image-bearing creatures. It would be interesting to see a dramatization of this, where tourists were led room-to-room and given different scenes of heaven: perhaps a scene of people swimming with dolphins, followed by a scene of people kayaking down the Amazon; and then maybe show an image of the New Jerusalem, a beautiful city that rivals anything we've ever created, rivaling even the Gardens of Babylon. Perhaps we ought to creatively show that heaven is not what many of us are expecting, and that it is something to be longed-for, hoped-for, yearned-for. It is the substance to which this current world is the shadow. It is where we will live full human lives, which will make our current lives pale in comparison. It is where we will experience exhilaration, joy, peace, excitement. It is where we will laugh and play and explore and conquer. Perhaps it is time we contrast the popular conception of heaven with what I would say is a more biblical conception of heaven:

Instead of trying to terrify people into becoming Christians, perhaps we should inspire them? Perhaps we should give them Good News--"Look what God has planned for his world!"--instead of giving them Bad News--"God wants to destroy you, so you'd better turn to him so he spends his anger on Jesus' cross instead of on you." At the least, it would help people see that Christians aren't dualistic platonists, that we're not stupid, that we have a hope, and that it's a pretty damned good hope. At the least, it would make people question their understanding of Christianity, perhaps make them want to look deeper into it. Would that be so bad? When people walk out of Hell Houses, their conceptions of Christianity as a rule-enforcing religion that seeks to terrify people into loving Jesus are solidified. Maybe a "Heaven House" can devastate such conceptions and force them to rebuild, or at least make them admit that not all Christians view God as this Old Man in the Sky who is angry with everyone. Just a thought.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

from cox arboretum

After eating lunch on the Mezzanine at D.L.M. (the salad bar is delicious), my friends and I went to Cox Arboretum, only about fifteen minutes from my house. I love Cox. I really do. The ponds are crystal-clear and the turtles will swim right up to you! In early spring it's absolutely beautiful as all the flowers go into bloom. Mandy was there snapping pictures left and right, none of which are yet available (I took a few myself but nothing great). Jessie and Rae were there, too, and Mandy's sister Onaleasha, and we walked the paths and waded into the shallow creeks and went to a butterfly house. The heat became unbearable and two of us started feeling sick, so we sat in the air conditioning of the Welcome Center for a while and then grabbed some 1$ slushies from Burger King and relaxed at the house for a while. It is the last time "the gang" will be together for a while, and my mind is resplendent with memories over the past year, especially centered around the Lehman House, when we would all hang out and laugh and tell stories and go on adventures. Nostalgia can be a better thing, and nostalgia itself is bred in warped perceptions of reality; those days may seem better than the current ones, but the mind focuses upon the good memories and regresses the bad ones (a matter of psychology which is well-documented). Nevertheless, it is sad that now I am in Dayton and Mandy is in Cincinnati and Jessie (and Rae, too) will be in Illinois on August 5. I'll have to go visit my best friend as much as possible, despite it being a 4-5 hour drive. Now I'm going to go to bed. I work nine hours tomorrow morning starting at 5 A.M., but tomorrow afternoon I'll throw up the last post in my "Hell House" series. It should be good.

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

intermission

The last week has been incredibly busy. Last Wednesday-Thursday I spent in Cincinnati hanging out with friends. Jessie and I got Greek food at the epic "Sebastian's", and the next morning Jobst and I went to "The Anchor." Their coffee cannot be beat, and a "certified barista" is the one saying this. I returned to the world of work Friday and spent Friday evening with my sister and my friends Dylan and Tyler. Saturday night Mom and Dad returned from their mission trip in New Orleans. Sunday I went to church at M.C.C. and the pastor talked a little bit about God's divine plan for our lives, which irked me a little bit, because that whole concept is wholly un-biblical, but it's nothing to get up in arms against (though I do that quite often). Afterwards a whole bunch of us--Dewenter, Pat and Ashlie, Chris, Ron & Aisa, their friend Jenny, amidst others--went to a barbecue place in Miamisburg called Bullwinkle's. I worked 3-9:00 and my aunt and grandma came into town and afterwards we sat on the patio with our drinks. On Monday Mom had surgery, something with her nose, and she's been recovering pretty well. Tuesday I got a flat tire and had a helluva time putting on the spare, but this afternoon I was able to get the tire fixed at a local shoppe and even got matching hubcaps for all my tires. I also got lunch at the China Cottage in Centerville with friends from work: Forest and his fiance, Susie, and Carly, too.

The rumor is that tomorrow afternoon, Jessie and Rae and Mandy and Mandy's sister Onaleasha are coming up from Cincinnati to visit me. Jessie and Rae may not be coming, but I am certain that Mandy and Onaleasha will be making the journey. I've never met Onaleasha, but I've heard plenty of stories, and she seems like a pretty cool little girl. I work Thursday and Friday and then have an actual weekend off. I'm still waiting to hear from F.C.C. The vote for who will be taking the position takes place tomorrow, I think. I should find out the verdict soon. I'm not concerned about it.

I've been continuing to read "What Saint Paul Really Said" by N.T. Wright and really enjoy it. I'm also reading some fiction to "cool off": right now I'm going through "Gods and Generals" by Jeff Shaara (I love historical fiction, and the Shaara family is great at it). I'm going to read the whole trilogy, it gives me something to do before bed and when I'm bored. I'm still losing weight (minus Chinese today) and have finally breached the 145# plateau. 135# is still my ultimate goal, it's only 14-15# away (I've already lost51 pounds, so it shouldn't be too difficult). Okay. Now I'm going to bed. Have to be at work at 5:30 tomorrow morning.

"Hell House": 4 of 5

At the end of the Hell House extravaganza, the "tourists of Hell" were invited to accept Jesus as their savior and to thus escape the torments and tortures of Hell and to live in Heaven forever. Some people went through the door symbolizing eternal life, where they would pray the "sinner's prayer" (which, as many of us know, has no foundation anywhere in the New Testament) and then sign a card or something of the sort so their conversion could be documented. My question is, "How successful is Hell House at conversions?" One statistic put one Hell House at having 5,000 conversions out of 30,000 visitors. That means (and I may get this math wrong, I'm no match whiz) that for every six people who leave Hell House turned off, disgusted, and revolted by "Dante-an" theology, perhaps hardening their heart against Christianity, there is at least one person who walks through the door. Yet the statistics are misleading, because out of the 5,000 conversions, many of those were simply recommitments to the faith.

Again, how successful is the Hell House at legitimate conversions? I'm talking about actual conversions: when people put their faith (loyalty and allegiance) in Jesus as Lord and thus repent of their sins? One must question why the tourists are compelled to convert. Is it because suddenly they are compelled out of their hearts to submit to Jesus as Lord? Is it because they *gulp* love God? Or is it all psychological: the intensity of drawn-out, vivid, and terrifying scenes climaxed with a serene room that is made synonymous with the peace of Jesus? The heart finds itself in turmoil over the Christian shock-treatment (borderline evangelical water-boarding) and so it seeks refuge in the only solace available: embracing Jesus. Now, if this produces a genuine commitment and loyalty to Jesus and his kingdom, then so be it; and I believe that God can work through even the most off-the-wall evangelistic tactics; and if I meet a person who has gone through Hell House and converted--truly converted--in putting their faith in Jesus and repenting, then I'll praise God for that. However, after talking to some friends and mentors who have experienced and even participated in varying types of Hell Houses, the consensus is that such conversions are not the norm: most conversions are simply the way for the brain to cope after experiencing such visual and auditory trauma. "It's classic manipulation," one of my friends told me after recounting how he had participated in a scene depicting the occult.

Conversion isn't about saying a prayer or about signing a placard: it is about making the decision to commit oneself to Jesus and his kingdom, to devote oneself to God and his kingdom, to put one's loyalty and allegiance--what the New Testament calls "faith"--in Jesus and to subsequently and necessarily repent. Does Hell House spur such allegiance and dedication, or does it give the message that if you just accept Jesus as your savior, then all will be well with you? I know what I think. Watch the documentary, and you'll most likely agree: the conversions they call for are not the same as the conversions we find in the Bible.

Throughout this series I've looked at how "Hell Houses" generally preach a Dante-esque inferno, supporting it by wrenching proof-texts from the Bible (especially from the gospels). I've looked at how "Hell House" looks at the sin of man not being idolatry and all its manifestations but doing certain things and thus going to hell for it. I've looked at how "Hell House" waters down and twists and contorts the gospel message into something it is not (while having truth to it, it is like trying to describe a galaxy by looking at a single star). And now I've looked at how "Hell Houses" succeed, in part, to convert, but the conversions that take place are not the same as the conversions we find in the Bible. And, after a brief hiatus, I will re:examine "Hell House" and suggest how "Hell House" can be revamped so that it is more effective, more biblical, and downright celebratory.

Monday, July 26, 2010

the dayton days (26)

Aroma's Java & Gelato

Monday. I worked 5:30-2:00 and went by DLM afterwards for a late sushi lunch. Tyler came over, and I went with him to Skyline and we watched "American Gangster" and played Mario-Kart.

Tuesday. I worked 6-3:00, a long-ass and tiring shift. Sabrina & Maria came in to visit me. After work I went with Ams to the mechanic to get her car worked on (it's been acting up). Ams, Tyler and I met Dylan at the Springdale IMAX and watched "Inception." It was amazing, far better than "Avatar." Ams went off about Sarah, how she's still sleeping around, complaining about it, talking about how much she wants to change, then doing it all over again. "She says she wants her life to change, that she wants to meet a Christian guy, says she wants to get back with God. But she says it because she knows she should want it. But she doesn't want it. Not at all. She just wants to fuck and get drunk. That's all there is to it."

Wednesday. I slept in till about 8 AM and had toast and eggs for breakfast. I cleaned out my car and did work around the house before jetting down to Cincinnati. I visited Jessie at Refuge, and we got lattes and then headed down the street to Sebastian's for a Greek luncheon. I spent the rest of the night hanging out with Mandy & Tony and we had some bourbon.

Thursday. I woke up around 9:30 and took Hartman to Aroma's (he's in training, Jessie's replacement). I got some coffee and visited Jessie one last time before she moves back to Illinois. I grabbed lunch with Jobst at The Anchor: we smoked our pipes and talked theology. Before heading home, I joined Mandy and her friend Steven for a trip to Staples. I got home around 3 PM and Dylan came over when he got off work. We had grilled chicken for dinner and smoked on the front porch and played Wii and watched TV. I told Dylan about what Ams said about Sarah. He said, "Sarah thinks she's different from all those people in Hamilton, but she's not. The drunkenness, the partying, the casual sex, there's all the proof you need." Jessie's disgusted by Sarah, and Mandy's more enraged than disgusted. But definitely sickened.

Friday. I worked 5-2:00 and helped Jessica run the Starbucks Luau. It was cool. I ran the games and got to wear a Hawaiian t-shirt and, yes, I got paid for it. After work I took Ams to get her car looked at yet again. It's still fucking up. Tyler came over, amazed at the cleanliness of my car. We fixed chicken and hung out with Ams and went to DQ for ice cream.

Saturday. I spent the morning journaling at Starbucks and the afternoon doing a top-to-bottom cleaning of the house (I even organized my closet). Mom & Dad got back from New Orleans around 12:30 AM, and I helped Dad return the rental van in the dead of night.

Sunday. I woke at 8 AM and went to Starbucks for a coffee and a lemon loaf. Dewenter and I went to Miamisburg Christian Church. The sermon was entitled "Stormy Waters," and it was about life's difficulties. We joined Chris, Hank, Ashlie and some others for lunch at a barbecue joint in Miamisburg. We had reservations for 12:15. I worked an easy 3-9:00. Thanks to the misinterpretation of a status update on Facebook, Betsy from work things I'm a sexist and refuses to talk to me. It's laughable, really; and she's been going around telling people about how sexist I am! Come on! Some people love drama, but I'm not one of them. When I got off work, the family came in to see me: Mom, Dad, Ams, Aunt Teri & Grandma. Aunt Teri & Grandma are in town 'cause Mom's having surgery tomorrow. Her snoring's just gotten too much for dad to handle.

Sunday, July 25, 2010

"Hell House": 3 of 5

In my observances and critiques of what is portrayed in the "Hell House" documentary, I've looked at both the descriptions of Hell and the assumptions made regarding why a person "goes to Hell." Now I want to look at the third critique, and that is the gospel presentation. The gospel presentation, as given in the last room of the Hell House, goes something like this: "If you died tonight, where would you go? You will either go to heaven or you'll go to hell. Accept Jesus as your savior and you'll go to heaven. Don't, and you'll go to hell." And that's that. Granted this is the most common evangelical "gospel", but it misses the point. I will only make a couple brief points.

First, the gospel is not an order-of-salvation (i.e. what you do in order to get into heaven). The word "gospel" comes from the Greek euangelion, and from a Jewish perspective it means the announcement of good news that YHWH has returned to Israel, that YHWH has been enthroned over the entire world, that Israel has been set free from her captivity. We see this usage several times in the Isaianic texts in the Septuagint. Meanwhile, it also had royal connotations for the Greco-Roman world in which the New Testament was written: a euangelion was a royal announcement, generally about someone who had a great military victory, was enthroned as king, and now would promote peace and justice. In the New Testament, these themes interweave to create a gospel proclamation that is the royal proclamation of Jesus' enthronement; he has won a great victory over the powers and principalities on the cross, and thus death could not hold him; the exile has ended and YHWH has thus returned to Zion; Jesus is the true Lord of the world; and as such, all individuals, communities, and nations are to submit to him, putting their loyalty and allegiance in him. That is the gospel. That is what Christians are to proclaim.

Second, the main point of Christianity is not about which spiritual abode people go to when they die. Christianity flourishes within the framework of its Jewish roots. Christianity is not anti-Jewish; rather, Christianity is what Judaism was supposed to do all along, what Jesus did because Israel failed to do it. The death and resurrection of Jesus is God's promises through all the prophets to undo what was done all the way back in Genesis 3. It goes something like this: God created a good and beautiful and wild world and created mankind to be his co-regents over it. But the co-regents rebelled and decided instead to serve themselves instead of God. The result is that evil flooded the creation, corrupting it, not least corrupting the image-bearing creatures. So God launches a rescue operation in the people of Israel, evidenced in his covenant with Abraham. The people of Israel are to be the means by which God's rule returns to his corrupted and evil-infested world. Problem is, the people of Israel are just as much a part of the problem as the pagans whom they despise. They become, in many ways, pagan themselves. Thus they fail to fulfill their God-given mission and vocation. But then there is a representative of Israel, an Israelite who does what Israel couldn't do. That representative is Messiah, the one through whom God will deal with all the problems inaugurated by the Fall. Messiah dies and rises again, and in that he leads the powers and principalities, the forces of evil, to their own demise. He defeats them at their own game by exhausting their power upon himself. When he raises from the dead, it is evidence that God has already begun to deal with the problems; he is recreating the cosmos, first with Jesus; and, at the end, when he finally completes the recreation, all those who are in Messiah will be like Messiah, raised to a new world. That is, very briefly, the story of Christianity, a story that has been watered-down and muddled and lost through centuries of influences. When Evangelicalism just focuses on where a person will go when they die, the story begins to fade and is replaced with a pseudo-story. Now, I'm not saying that those who live (and die) by this gospel presentation are not included in the story. They are, and God will honor their loyalty and commitment to Messiah. But presenting the gospel should be revamped, redone, and reconfigured to be more loyal to the overarching narrative.

3. Third and final observance: whether or not someone gets to heaven, according to the promulgators of Hell House, depends on whether or not they "accept Jesus" as their "personal savior" and "pray the sinner's prayer." All that is required, it seems, is that a person say, "Jesus, I'm a sinner, and I trust you to save me. Amen." It sounds nice, but it's not what the gospel demands. As I made clear in my first point, the gospel is that Jesus is Lord, and the gospel is a summons (as we see in the beginning of Romans 1) for all nations to submit to Jesus. This submission doesn't mean "trusting Jesus for salvation" and "accepting him as your personal Savior." It means committing your life to him, putting your loyalty in him, and as Paul says in Romans 6, one becomes a member of the renewed covenant through baptism. The words used for faith in the New Testament were popular words used to denote loyalty and commitment to the Roman Emperor; Paul says that Jesus is the true King, the true Emperor, the true Lord, and all must submit to him. That is how one becomes a member of God's covenant: not by accepting Jesus into your heart, but by submitting to him as the rightful king over you. It is not about a three-second prayer followed by an Amen but about a decision of the will to kneel down before Jesus as Lord and Master.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

"Hell House": 2 of 5

Being the second in a string of posts regarding my observations and critiques of the Christian "haunted houses" that seek to depict hell in order to convert people to Jesus, now I want to look at why people actually "go to hell" (by which I want from here-on-out to refer to coming into negative judgment before God and the consequences of that judgment). In the documentary, the dramatic sketches of hell were preceded by skits looking at who went to hell: homosexuals, people who had abortions, people who abused families, people who committed suicide. I don't have the time (nor the desire) to look at each skit in order to analyze it, but I will say this much, and you can speculate as to what I mean all you want: a person does not go to hell for being gay (or lesbian) and a person does not go to hell for committing suicide. Now: why do I believe, as convinced by the scriptures, that a person "inherits" negative judgment from God?

The answer is, obviously, sin. But "sin" has so many connotations that sifting through each connotation looking for a nugget of truth is akin to looking for a needle in a theological haystack. When we hear the word "sin", we generally think of sin as things we do that God doesn't like. This comes close to what sin is all about, but it doesn't really hit the mark. The Greek word for sin, hamartia, literally means "missing the mark." It's been interpreted as meaning "not being holy in your thoughts and behaviors." Again, it's close, but it, in and of itself, "misses the mark" of what "missing the mark" means. Sin is "missing the mark", to be sure--but what mark is it that we're missing? God created mankind in his image; forget everything you've heard about that meaning we're creative, we're emotional, we have personalities, etc. (a vast majority of animals have that themselves, and they're not made in God's image). The language of being in the Imago Dei ("image of God") is derived from the ancient eastern world: in royal language, a person endowed with the authority and ruling power of the monarch would be in that monarch's image, and that person's mission--the person in the image of the monarch, be it Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon or Tiglath-Pileser of Assyria--would be to advance that monarch's authority and rule into the conquered provinces. When Genesis says we are made in the image of God, it is speaking not of something instrinsic in our nature but, rather, the mission and function we are given. Ultimately, we human beings are made to advance God's rule and authority into his good creation. In Genesis, man is created in the Garden of Eden, a paradise; but the whole world is not a paradise. The whole world is wild, untamed, and must come under the cultivation of God, a task performed by his image-bearers. Of course, mankind screws it up pretty quickly and get cast out of the Garden. The popular meanings of being made in God's image--you know, about being creative, romantic, etc.--are, as I perceive it, given to us as means and tools for performing our primary, God-given duty.

Anyhow. When we talk about sin, hamartia, we are talking about "missing the mark." Sin is, ultimately, rebellion: rebellion against God, rebellion against the King. When we sin, when we rebel, instead of being God's image-bearers, we become our own image-bearers. Instead of advancing God's kingdom, we are advancing our own kingdoms. And thus the world is filled with millions of competing kingdoms that result in all sorts of chaos and evil. "Missing the Mark" means "missing a genuine human existence", an existence which is defined as being in accord with our created modus vivendi. All those things we do, those "sins" (which the Bible is quick to point out) aren't sins because they just happen to be things God doesn't like; they're sins because they find their home in a person who is devoted to himself rather than to God. The vice lists in the New Testament show what a human life looks like out-of-synch with the plan God has given him; the virtue lists in the New Testament show what a human life looks like in synch with the God-given purpose.

Now. Back to the main point: why do people inherit judgment and the results of that judgment? Quite simply, the issue is not so much "what we have done" but "who we have become." The final judgment will be based on works, yes; but as Paul makes clear in Romans 2, it will also be based on the heart. And as Jesus says in the gospels, our behaviors and actions are manifestations of our hearts. Our "hearts", in the Jewish sense, comprise the "heart of the person": it is out of the heart that a person finds his or her identity. When judgment falls upon a person, that judgment is executed on the basis of the deeds as manifestations of the heart. A person isn't merely judged for what he has done; he is judged for who he has become. A person in rebellion against God becomes dehumanized and becomes much like the animals (Nickelback's song praising sexual indulgence is well-titled "Animals"). God judges mankind as rebellious image-bearers, and "hell" falls into that judgment.

Much attention in the past few centuries has been given solely to the nexus between behaviors and hell. "If you do this or that, you're going to hell!" It may sound harsh, but it misses the point; and the real point--when the heart of a person is dragged into the matter--is much harsher. It is easier to change your lifestyle than to change your heart; through gritted teeth you can, to a point, enact what it looks like to be genuinely human. But inside, you can still just be a rotten animal. That judgment is both about deeds and about the heart is more critical and scary than judgment being just about what we do. It calls into question all the hypocrisy, the legalism, the gritted-teeth-resolutions. In my opinion, "Hell House" doesn't take why a person goes to hell seriously enough.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

"Hell House": 1 of 5

Last night I watched an old documentary called "Hell House", all about the revised Haunted Houses that are actually "depictions" of what hell is (supposedly) like. I'd seen this video a LONG time ago and wrote a blog post about it here. I made a few observations in that post, and this is the first of five different posts regarding my reactions to the whole thing. First off, a summary of the documentary: like I said, it's about a "Christian" haunted house that depicts what hell will be like preceded by dramas and sketches showing who goes there: homosexuals, people who have abortions, people who rape others, abusers of their families, and suicide. At the end of the whole experience, someone gives you six seconds to "accept Jesus as your personal savior." If you don't make the decision, it's either because 1. you want to continue living in sin or 2. you're not taking the whole thing seriously (but what if you're already a Christian? hmmm....). I find it ironic that at that part in the tour, the person giving the invitation says, "This isn't a scare tactic..." even though at the beginning of the documentary, the leader of the whole operation (the pastor of the host church) told the organizers, "One of the key reasons why we're Christians is because we're scared of hell."

Now. Just in that paragraph above, I have at least... let me count... five observations or, rather, critiques. This is the first of a five-point response to the documentary, I'm just going to focus on these four things: 1. the depiction of hell, 2. why a person goes to hell, 3. the gospel presentation, and 4. the effect on conversions, and 5. (well, it's a surprise, a re:mix of sorts). So here we go:

In the documentary, Hell is depicted as this dark place with lots of flames and people being trapped and trying to get out. Obviously, this is pulled out of the graphic imagery used by Jesus to describe the fate of those who reject his way of peace ending up in Gehenna, the garbage dump (translated Hell in most English translations). They also depicted Satan as being the "owner and operator" of Hell, Satan as the one who sends people to Hell, and demons (Satan's minions) being the ones who court people to Hell. There is much talk of "torment" and "torture", and in the last sketch, the tourists of Hell walk through hell and see people being chained up and whipped by sadistic demons. After this, they enter a quiet and serene room where they're invited to invite Jesus into their hearts (obviously, the psychological effect itself--going from chaos and disturbance to peace and tranquility--cannot be overlooked as a mechanism for people converting; but more on that at a different time). Now, here are my initial observations:

1. The depiction of hell is based upon a handful of gospel texts where Jesus talks about people being thrown into Gehenna if they, in effect, reject him. Relatively early on in the Christian church, and mostly within the Gentile converts, this was interpreted as having to do with one's eternal destiny in a lake of fire and brimstone where the fire is never quenched and the worm doesn't die. My conviction, after much study and contemplation, is that instead of translating "Gehenna" into "Hell" we should follow the simplest route of interpretation. In one text that speaks of what theologians call the Intermediate States, Heaven and Hell, Jesus tells a parable about someone in heaven ("Abraham's Bosum," a Jewish reference to paradise) and someone in hell (Greek "hades", used in the Septuagint [the Greek Old Testament] to speak of the abode of the dead or, in some cases, the place where the unrighteous dead go; literally our concept of Hell). The parable itself is resplendent with imagery and the main focus isn't on what heaven and hell are like but, rather, that people better listen to Jesus or they'll regret it. With that aside, when we look at most of the texts regarding what we consider to be hell, Jesus uses the word "Gehenna", which is literally a geographical place outside Jerusalem that had become a garbage dump, and it was where thieves and criminals crucified by the Romans were thrown to be eaten by dogs, and it was the place in the Old Testament narrative where infant sacrifices were made. It was, essentially, a place of abomination. Those who think Jesus is literally talking about the abode of the unrighteous dead (hell) need to find a way of reconciling Jesus' use of Hades with his use of Gehenna. Why does Jesus use a different word? My understanding is that it's because he's referring to something entirely different. When Jesus makes threats about those who reject him and his way of living ending up there, I don't think he's talking about people going to hell when they die: rather, and I think this is critical, it is an extension of his prophetic message regarding the future fall of Jerusalem and the destruction of Jerusalem, of which the 586 B.C. occurrence was just a foretaste, if the people failed to heed his message of repentance (i.e. abandoning their way of living by the sword, abandoning their zealous activities to overthrow Rome and to establish themselves). Jesus' predictions came true: Israel failed to repent and their death came by Roman swords and falling masonry, and the bodies of the slain revolutionaries were thrown outside the battered city gates, thrown into Gehenna, and left to burn and rot amidst flames and worms. This seems like a new idea regarding Jesus' words on Hell, but I think it's more sound and valid. Now, with all that said, back to Hell House: again, with their depictions of Hell, they're basing the descriptions not so much off what the Bible says (contrary to popular belief, the doctrine of Hell is not a major doctrine in the New Testament; matter-of-factly, St. Paul doesn't mention it even once!), but, rather, off medieval imagery populated not least by Dante. Many of those involved, when interviewed about their ideas of what hell would be like, said that each person would have their own personal hell suiting their rebellion in life. And where does this idea come from? Not from the Bible! It's straight from the pages of Dante's "Inferno"!

2. Though the Bible doesn't say much about Hell, it is mentioned in Revelation quite often. You know: the lake of fire and brimstone, stuff like that. Again, one's interpretation of Revelation lends to one's understanding of these texts (there isn't just one interpretation of Revelation; rather, there's four primary ones within scholarship that have emerged at different times throughout history: the Futurist [the most common today, the foundation of all premillennial theologies], the Historicist [the idea that Revelation is about the charting of the history of the church until the return of Jesus, populated by the Reformers in their reaction against the Roman Catholic Church, whom they portrayed as the Beast in Revelation], the Spiritual [that Revelation is about spiritual matters that are a reality to all Christians at all times], and [my personal favorite], the Preterist view: that Revelation is written to give comfort to the Christians amidst their persecution under Nero and that the Beast is either Rome itself or rebellious Jerusalem). The interpretation of Hell House falls into the Futurist camp, and they interpret the lake of fire and brimstone as an accurate depiction of hell. I bring this up only to counter-act their portrayal as Satan being the one in charge and his henchmen, the demons, being the ones courting and shuffling the people in hell to various torture chambers. The testament of Revelation, and the testament throughout the entire Bible, is that hell, whatever it is, is designed by God for Satan and his demons. If one is to buy into Dante's "ladder of sufferings," then Satan and his demons (along with all false prophets) would be at the very bottom. In Revelation, too, only Satan and his demons and false prophets are literally tortured by God; everyone else just experiences torment and suffering, not direct and divine torture.

3. The last observation: Hell House explicitly said that Satan is the one sending people to hell. Whatever hell is, and whatever judgment there will be, the Bible is quite clear: God is the one doing it. If people are sent to hell, then God is the one behind it. Period. I do believe in hell (though I disagree with their depiction of it, and I likewise disagree with most protestant understandings of it), and I believe that those who "end up there" will be sent there by God, and any torment--or torture--that exists there will be at the hand of God.

Those are my initial reactions to the depiction of hell presented by Hell House. On my next post in "The Chronicles of Hell House," I'm going to look at why people, according to my own and perhaps flawed conviction, "go to hell" (i.e. experience negative judgment by God).

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

"inception"


Last night, Dylan, Tyler, Ams and I saw the movie "Inception" at the Springdale IMAX. I honestly didn't want to go that badly, but it was $6 and I had nothing better to do. I'd heard lots of good things about the movie, but most of the reviews made it sound similar in ways to "LOST" and I wasn't sure if I wanted to see that sort of thing (never did like the show). Turns out I loved the movie, and I'm glad there's finally a good movie that came out this summer. It's far better than "Avatar", in my opinion, though Avatar's experience is as-yet unrivaled (you can't beat IMAX 3D). But when it comes to the actual movie, "Inception" is far better.

This is the first day of my weekend. I'm going to run some errands this morning, then I'm going down to Cincinnati and staying the night at the Claypole House. I'm hanging out with Jessie before she heads to Illinois for several months (she's moving back home), and Thursday morning I'm grabbing brunch with my old friend Jobst. I work 5-2:00 Friday, have Saturday off, and then it's right back into the madness Sunday (with a 3-9:00 shift before a long week of back-to-back shifts). I haven't heard back from F.C.C. but I should within the next week. At this point I'm hoping for the job, but I'm not worried about it. I remain, in many ways, stoic.

Monday, July 19, 2010

"Paul" by N.T. Wright

My marathon through the works of N.T. Wright hits another mile with the completion of his "Paul In Fresh Perspective." It's right up on par in technicality and difficulty with "The Challenge of Jesus," much more complicated and in-depth than "Surprised By Hope" and "Simply Christian", both of which are marketed to the mass media. This book is basically an exploration of Pauline theology within several frameworks: Creation & Covenant (or Monotheism & Election), Gospel & Empire, etc. These themes of his theology integrate and overlap and show themselves vividly in his writings. Wright takes a lot of time showing how the traditional Jewish concepts of the day were reworked around Messiah in Pauline thought and how he translates this into the church. The last two chapters, one on the reworking of Jewish eschatology around Jesus, and the other on the task of the church in light of Paul's theology, were the best--and the most practical--of the entire book. Now I am launching into "What Saint Paul Really Said," and the first four chapters have been great so far.

All of this studying and thinking over the past couple months (I began sometime in early April) has been wearying. I am considering taking a sort of Sabbatical or Sabbath from studying, perhaps for like a week or so. I'm not sure if I want to, which is probably a good sign that I should. Being someone with bipolar disorder, one of the things I do have--a side affect of the condition, if you will--is the ability to focus on something for long periods of time, to pour myself into it, to really commit myself to it, become consumed by it. And, honestly, the idea of taking even a week off feels like a sort of laziness. But it's probably what I need.

the dayton days (25)

Monday. I worked 11-7:00. The supervisors washed all of the baristas' cars. Very cool. After work I went down to the Claypole House. Tony & I had a Nerf-gun war, and then Amos & Rob joined us and we shot BB guns out back. Rob brewed some coffee, and we talked about my interview with F.C.C., how I was honest to a fault, and he thought it was awesome. Mandy & Jessie joined us for a trip to The Anchor and I watched the movie "Instinct" before passing out on their sofa.

Tuesday. Mandy, Amos & I went to Refuge to visit Rob and get lattes. We went back to the house and smoked hookah and watched "Arrested Development." Mandy asked if I looked back on liking Sarah and realized how stupid I was. "Yes," I replied. She laughed, said, "Good. 'Cause I didn't know why you liked her, or what the hell you saw in her." I was back home by 2:00. Several big storms came through. Ams is still in town. We hung out and got China Cottage for dinner. Dylan & Tyler came over. We played lots of Wii and laughed so hard on the front porch that we cried.

Wednesday. I worked 1-9:00, spent the morning lounging around, and showed up to work an hour early. Faith told Sarah, "Anthony just uses girls. He's a dick. He's not a real Christian because of what he did to me." Sarah was like, "Chill out! You guys met twice, talked on the phone for a bit, made out only twice, and he was honest with you about how it went down." Girls can be crazy. Regarding girls and relationships, both Becky and Jessica Chalfant are engaged: Becky to Joel J., and Jessica to Tyler P. It's happened again: a girl I had, at one time, high hopes for (Jess) is engaged to someone else. A curse? No, I chalk it up to bad luck. And speaking of marriages, Nate & Kirby are getting hitched this Saturday! Mom is back from Florida; she, Grandma, and Aunt Teri had a grand time. 

Thursday. I worked 6-2:30, ran some errands after work, and went by DLM for groceries. Mom went down to Kentucky to hand off something to Aunt Teri. I went to Borders and bought N.T. Wright's book Justification. Last night I dreamt I was dating Sarah's friend Stephanie. She was beautiful, but it was sad: so beautiful but so wasted, sleeping around and getting drunk all the time. What a miserable way to live.

Friday. I worked 5-1:30, and on break I went to DLM and had sushi for lunch. I spent the afternoon at Starbucks taking notes from Paul in Fresh Perspective. Study can be so wearying. Dylan & I got dinner at Skyline Chili, ran to Borders, then watched "Munich." Tyler went on a date with a girl named Taylor from his church.

Saturday. I visited Sarah at Tri-County on my way down to Cincinnati for Nate's wedding, and I got my usual Greek pizza. My car got a flat in the parking lot. I tried to change it but the bolts were stripped from Wal-Mart's piss-poor job at fixing the last one back in Kentucky at Jesse & Mandy's wedding. Apparently my car hates weddings? I got a tow and a new tire and new bolts for a flat $40. I missed the wedding but made it to the reception, sat with Monica, Lizzie, and Andrew. Behind us was Rob, Blake, and Isaac. At the head of the table to the right of us was Kyle & Courtney and her mom. Courtney was very pretty but we didn't talk and even acknowledge one another. Nate & Kirby were so happy and there were lots of cute girls there. I went to Aroma's afterwards and visited Jessie, and then I went to the Claypole House but everyone was sleeping so I just went home. A big storm with hail chased me out of the city. Mom & Dad left at 10:30 tonight for New Orleans.

Sunday. No church this morning: Dewenter's in Cincinnati. I ran to Kroger and got peanut butter and finished N.T. Wright's Paul in Fresh Perspective. At 12:30 I met up with Kyle at Cracker Barrel, just north of downtown Dayton. It was good catching up. We went to a pet store afterwards and played with a puggle and the cute employee flirted with me. "If I bring in an old dog can I get a discount on a new one?" She didn't seem to think that joke was funny. Kyle & I went our separate ways, and I went to Borders and bought a book on missional evangelism, then went to DLM to get some groceries. The blond girl at the register was flirting with me. She always does. Sarah's out west on vacation, so Ams is up here for the week (she doesn't want to stay in the apartment alone). We fixed dinner and hung out, and I started reading Wright's What Saint Paul Really Said. We went grocery shopping and she fixed cookies and Dylan came over and we played Mario-Kart. Dewenter came by on his new moped--"Motor bike!"--and I took it for a spin.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

"monthly" weigh-in #7

This should actually be the seventh weigh-in, but oh well. I'm at 145#. In October I was at 195#. Do the math: fifty pounds lost. It's a pretty good benchmark. In all honesty, I should be down to 135# right now, but I've been lazy and lethargic lately, and several bouts of sickness haven't helped. I haven't been regular in my work-out routines, and I haven't done any running since probably late April or May. Yet I am quite content with the way I look. I can look in a mirror and not be repulsed, and that's always a good thing! To the left is the latest picture of myself, taken this morning. Please try not to lust.

My original goal was 142#, which I'm still shooting for. Once I hit it, I'm going to try to hit 135# and then stop right there. I don't want to look anorexic (though, thanks to being big-boned--and I really AM medically big-boned, not just one of those people who are fat and claim to be big-boned--I'll always have what appears to be a massive chest; and thanks to genetics, I'll always have pudge on my tummy--my father runs miles and miles every day, sometimes 30-40, and he did the Iron Man and placed well, and he still has pudge). I've been ceasing to go out to eat as much (perhaps another post regarding why, from a philosophical standpoint, is in order), though today I am meeting up at Cracker Barrel with a friend I haven't seen in months, though that's an anomaly and for a certain purpose. My hope is that by this time next month, in August, I'll be at 140#, having met my goal. We will see.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

another wedding

This morning I went by work for two shots of espresso over ice and then took 741 South to Interstate 71 and went south to visit Sarah at work. I got a Greek pizza and when I went out to my car to head down to the Claypole House, I found the front left tire flat. I sighed and opened the trunk and got out all the tools and cranked the wheel off the ground and undid the lug-nuts and then wrestled with the flat tire trying to get it off but to no avail. After about twenty minutes of trying I cursed and lowered the wheel back down and decided just to drive it slowly to the nearest gas station and pump it full of air for a temporary fix. But then I couldn't get the lug-nuts on! They were somehow stripped, probably thanks to the fact that the Wal-Mart in Mt. Sterling used an air-gun to put the lug-nuts on and the lug-nuts were too small for the groove. I made a few phone calls and a tow truck came up and we took the Prizm to the shop and the guy was very nice and we shared some good conversation and cigarettes and then he sold me a new tire and put it on free of charge and then I headed down to Cincinnati. I missed Nate & Kirby's wedding but made it to the reception, which was lots of fun. I sat with Monica, whom I haven't seen in quite a long time, and I visited with other college friends whom I haven't seen for years. My ex-girlfriend was there, now married, the only girl I've ever loved, and she sat at the table beside mine with her husband, and I kept forgetting she was there until friends reminded me, asking how it made me feel. "I honestly don't care," I said, which was the truth. After the reception I said bye to all my friends and went to Aroma's to visit Jessie, and I got an espresso over ice and we sat down and figured out a day we can hang out next week since she's leaving back for Mahomet, Illinois at the end of the month, which is very sad. I went by the Claypole House but everyone was passed out, so I just headed home, followed halfway there by a storm spewing hail and lightning bolts.

Now I'm sitting at home writing this and have a lot to do, including taking my parents to their church so they can board a bus down to New Orleans for a missions trip (I'll have the house to myself this week). Dylan asked Dad yesterday, "What're you guys gonna do there?" and my dad said, "I'm not sure, probably just hit up Bourbon Street and throw back some brewskies." Yes, he's the elder at the church.

Tomorrow I plan on hitting up M.C.C. with Dewenter and then probably grab some Chinese at China Cottage per the usual. I'm going to try to avoid eating out this upcoming week. It's such a waste of money; eating at home is so much cheaper and can be so much healthier. I haven't lost any weight but I'm still toning up, which is nice, and I look pretty good. Multiple people commented today on how skinny I look, and they were surprised to hear that I haven't lost any weight for about two months. Granted, I haven't been eating the best and have just been doing weight-lifting, so not losing weight isn't a surprise. But I'm content where I'm at and actually feel good about myself, which is wholly more than I could've said this time last year.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

the olive bar & N.T. Wright

The week has been pretty good, and tomorrow I work and then have the weekend off (my first full weekend off since starting at the Bux in late March). On Saturday morning I am going to visit Sarah at work, and at 12:30 I'm going to be witnessing the marriage of my old college friends Nate and Kirby. After the reception I may hang around in Cincinnati for a bit, but I'll definitely be back in town Saturday night. Tomorrow evening I may be going to see a play in Wilmington, but I know for sure I'm going to be watching Steven Spielberg's "Munich" with Dylan. It's a fantastic movie, and he's never seen it. I tried to grow a beard but stopped because it looked absolutely hideous. I shaved it off yesterday morning and feel much better. Dinner tonight was a spring roll and salad from Dorothy Lane Market, as well as pickings from their fantastic olive bar:

A few weeks ago I promised a quote from the end of N.T. Wright's "The Challenge of Jesus." This quote is primarily about the Christian vocation, or the Christian mission, or the Christian purpose, or whatever the hell you want to call it. I wrote it down in my journal and am too lazy to look up the precise page references:
Our task, as image-bearing, God-loving, Christ-shaped, Spirit-filled Christians, following Christ and shaping our world, is to announce redemption to the world that has discovered its fallenness, to announce healing to the world that has discovered its brokenness, to proclaim love and trust to the world that knows only fear and suspicion... We are to live and tell the story of the prodigal and the older brother; to announce God's glad, exuberant, richly healing welcome for sinners, and at the same time God's sorrowful but immovable opposition to those who persist in arrogance, oppression and greed. Following Christ in the power of the Spirit means bringing to our world the shape of the gospel: forgiveness, the best new anyone can ever her, for all who yearn for it; and judgment for all who insist on dehumanizing themselves and others by their continuing pride, injustice, and greed...

The foundation of the cross has been laid--the principalities and powers keeping humanity in exile have been defeated, and the exile has ended--and our task is to proclaim this in word and deed, in story and symbols, to live it out as redeemed humanity, advocates and agents of God's healing, breathing hope and healing and rescue and renewal and judgment into the present age. We are to announce that exile is over and act boldly in God's world in the power of the Spirit...

Our task is to find the symbolic ways of doing things differently, planting flags in hostile territory, setting up signposts that say there is a different way to be human. And when people are puzzled at what you are doing, find ways--fresh and innovative ways--of telling the story of the return of the human race from its exile, and use those stories as your explanation. We are to boldly and courageously declare that the powers have been defeated, that the kingdom has come in Jesus the Jewish Messiah, that the new way of being human has been unveiled, that Jesus is Lord and Caesar--in whatever forms he may take--is not. This involves declaring that those who persist in dehumanizing and destructive ways are calling down destruction upon them and their world. As Jesus lamented of Jerusalem, "If only you would have known the way of peace!"

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

the chronicles of repentance

Back in April I started a blog "series" or "chronicles" on repentance. Essentially they were random postings of my thoughts regarding the act of repentance. I planned on trudging through the entire landscape of repentance but became waylaid by a more intense study of Christian eschatology which led, in turn, to a study of Jesus from an eschatological standpoint, which in turn put lots of things in perspective while opening more doors leading to countless questions rather than closing the doors on previous questions. Amidst all of this, however--which continues--I have not forsaken my thoughts on repentance, and I have still written on repentance several times (just not in this blog, but in my handwritten journals). I'm going to continue with the series, albeit intermittently I am sure. The first post will be in the next few days, and it is entitled "The Temporal Necessity of Repentance." The one after that will be "The Eternal Necessity of Repentance," and then from there I'll leap into other issues surrounding the concept and practice of repentance. Below are links to the first three posts:

1 Clement & Repentance
"What Is Repentance?"
The Choice of Repentance

In other news, I arrived at work today an hour early thanks to a concoction of my own stupidity and the fact that several clocks in the house were an hour ahead (strange, seeing as there was no daylight savings time). Now I am going to get off here and go to work.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

the dayton days (24)

Monday. I worked 6:30-3:00 and had sushi for dinner. Tyler came over, and he joined me for a trip to DLM. We watched "Arrested Development." He really likes it. More bad news on the Sarah front, yet another guy and ridiculously immature decisions on Sarah's part. I stand firm in what I told Tyler: "I don't have the time nor the desire to pursue her goodwill. It's her life, and she can fuck it up however she pleases. It's not my problem, and when she comes crawling back to me for help like she's always done, she'll just be met with silence and crossed arms."

Tuesday. I worked 5-1:30 with Wade, Jessica, Tony, and Brittany (a borrowed partner from Centerville). I read N.T. Wright on my lunch break. I took a wonderful nap after work while listening to the birds outside.  Aunt Teri & Grandma came up for the night: tomorrow they're going to Florida for a week with Mom, and they're going to hit up Orlando and visit Grandpa and his mistress. I had a spring roll for dinner: I'm falling in love with them. Tyler came over and we watched some "Arrested Development" and went to Barnes & Noble where I got a moleskin journal with my gift card from Jesse for speaking at his wedding. I ended the evening by finishing Wright's The Challenge of Jesus and chatting with Jess Lynn. I still perceive myself as too unattractive to be with a cute girl. I'm not overweight--short & stocky, to be sure--and I have a cute face and piercing blue eyes and surfer-esque hair. I'm a pretty good-looking dude. Faith couldn't get over how cute and wonderful I was. "You're a sexy beast!" she exclaimed. I feel repulsive, but girls aren't repulsed by me; some are even attracted to me. 

Wednesday. I spent the day in Cincinnati: Mandy, Jessie, Isaac & I went to Kyogin Sushi Buffet for lunch, and then Mandy, Amos, Hartman & I went swimming at a community pool in Delhi. Brandy Rae & Missy showed up at the Claypole House, and I hung out with them for a while before heading back to Dayton. Faith contacted me: she's super angry and upset about how things went down. I don't blame her, but it's apparent that she has lots of issues to work through. The church in Franklin--F.C.C.--also contacted me, and I'm preaching there this Sunday. The candidates are me and another guy who has his M.Div and experience plus age (he's 33). Arlan, one of the ex-elders, told me a panel has been made to grill me on various doctrines. It should be fun. I hope I'm not too heretical.

Thursday. I went to the Centerville Starbucks to start Paul in Fresh Perspective, and a cute girl there flirted with me; her friend called her out on it, made her totally embarrassed. I worked 1:30-9:30 with Betsy, Abby, and Mandy M. Good times. Dad came in while I was working, and I hooked him up with a drink. Two high school girls flirted with me in DT. Why do they always have to be in high school? A bout of depression hit me as I drove home. so many women around my age came through work flouting their husbands. I thought I'd be married by 23, but that didn't happen. The two girls I dated and loved--Courtney and Julie--are now married. And Sarah? Let's not even go there. I pushed the sadness away. I believe that in December 2005 God promised me a wife. He is faithful even when I'm faithless. I must trust him to do what he said he'd do. Really, that's my only option. This isn't a passive trusting and waiting, but an active one: I engage the world and await his blessing, the fulfillment of his promises. I contemplated all this as I sat on the front porch watching storms tumble in, the lightning dancing behind the stock houses beyond the road and the thunder rippling over the pond next door.

Friday. I worked an easy 5-11:00 AM shift with Jessica. She's doing a great job as a shift. After work I went to the Starbucks in Centerville and wrote the first draft for my sermon this Sunday at F.C.C. Dad and I got Outback Steakhouse for dinner--12 oz steak, baked potato, and a side salad--and then Dylan came over. We watched a documentary on the Gaza Strip. Dad warned me that the ex-elder Arlan "isn't a good man." He's been with Southwest for a while, garnished a reputation as a harsh critic trying to manipulate others. Dad warned that he may be trying to manipulate me. He'll get a rude awakening. I don't do well with manipulation. Just ask Genna how well it worked for her.

Saturday. I've come down with a nasty cold and sore throat. I worked 8:30-4:00 with a flurry of good folk and then napped back home. I finished revising my sermon and practiced, practiced, practiced. Dad went to a picnic with Southwest and I hung out with Dylan & Tyler later in the evening. At work Carly showed me her "Purity Pyramid," which she designed for her lectures on sexual purity. I embarrassed her with affront questions, and she loved it. Today's also Sarah's birthday. 28. Jessica C. got really excited about me preaching tomorrow. She's cute as hell, and sometimes I thing she's flirting with me. Today at work she whispered in my ear, "You're my favorite person here. But don't tell anyone." Faith sent me a bunch of text messages, calling me an asshole. We hung out twice! Get over it.

Sunday. I woke at 7:30 and went to work for coffee and some coffee cake and looked over my sermon before heading to the church in Franklin. The sermon went well, everyone REALLY liked it. There was a pizza luncheon afterwards, and then the elders grilled me about how to grow the church. I was honest with them to a fault, and they seemed to appreciate it. I ran by work to get my tip mail. Friday's the Starbucks Luau, and I'll be working it. Jessica C. asked me how the morning went. Dewenter came over for a bit, and we played on his guitar and then he went to his grandpa's. Ams came up and we grilled chicken on the grill out back. 

of The Anchor and Hookah

I decided, upon no more than a whim, to make a run down to Cincinnati last night. I got in at the Claypole House around 8:00. Mandy and Tony were in the middle of a Nerf war so I jumped in, and then Tony, Rob, Amos and I shot BB guns out back, aiming at a line of cans set up against the treeline. Amos left and so the three of us remaining made some coffee and smoked cigarettes and talked about all sorts of stuff. We then joined Mandy and Jessie and went to The Anchor, my favorite diner in all of the Tri-State area. During my senior year of college, I would go there 3-4 nights a week to study and write. I don't go there much anymore, since I live an hour away, and it's good to relive those days. Below is a picture of me and Tony smoking our cigarettes and contemplating deep thoughts.

This morning Amos, Mandy and I went to Refuge to visit Rob at work, and we got lattes and some biscotti and then went back to the house to smoke some hookah (mint-flavored hashish; it is tobacco, for all of you who assume I am talking about marijuana) while watching Arrested Development (probably the best sitcom to ever air in the history of television):

Now I'm back in Dayton. Amanda is in town (her boyfriend flew out to England late last night from the airport just north of here), and we're going to get Chinese for dinner (maybe) and then Dylan and Tyler are coming over to rock out the Mario Kart, per usual. Tomorrow I work 1-9:00, and I work morning shifts the rest of the week until Saturday-Sunday, when I am going back down to Cincinnati for Nate and Kirby's wedding. "It seems everyone is getting married," I told Rob. Everyone but me, it seems--and I'm wholly content with that.

the sermon: "unveiling the judgment"

Sermon Notes 7/11/10: “Unveiling the Judgment”

Part One: Introductory Issues

The subject of the future judgment, that point in the future when God judges the entire world, is not a subject often spoken about in churches. The reason for this, I think, is because we perceive it as an uncomfortable subject. We live in a day and age when churches value comfort over conviction, when pastors value how well they’re liked over and against how well they proclaim the gospel. That a day is coming when God will bring all careless and casual living to book, when he will deal fairly and decisively with all creation, not least with his rebellious image-bearing creatures, is uncomfortable. We don’t like to think about such things. We are creatures who would rather just dwell on sweet and pleasant things rather than those things that bring us mental discomfort. And I think that this perception of judgment, which makes us squirm to say the least, is flawed. We often perceive judgment simply as the moment when God will send all the bad people to hell. Yes, judgment involves the “calling-out” of all that is evil, including people, and dealing with that evil in the appropriate manner—but judgment involves so much more. When we grasp what judgment is, we can, as the early Christians did, really hope for it and, dare I say it, even celebrate it.

For the person of God, judgment is not something to be feared. It is something to be hoped for, longed for, yearned for. The knowledge of future judgment should give us strength and endurance amidst all of life’s unpleasant and even grueling trials. Thanks to a negative view of judgment that portrays God as this Deity in the Sky who nonchalantly deals out pain and suffering, Christians will often be terrified of judgment, and thus we will push it to the sidelines of our minds, trying to ignore it. The very idea of hoping for it, celebrating it, feels foreign and even, for some, evil. If we are to find hope, encouragement, and endurance in the knowledge and anticipation of future judgment, we must understand what, exactly, that future judgment is.


Part Two: The Biblical Portrait of the Future Judgment

The coming judgment is a future and public event not yet experienced within history. Foretastes of it have happened throughout history—these are signposts and echoes of that future judgment, and they include, most notably, God’s judgment on Jerusalem in A.D. 70 under the Romans, and the earlier judgment on Jerusalem under the Babylonians in sixth century B.C.—but the main event, to which these pointed, is yet to happen. All of these smaller judgments are signposts and echoes of the great future judgment, and when it happens, it will be the climax of history, what history has been pointing toward all along. When judgment comes, the present age—what is called “the last days” or “the current evil age” in the New Testament—will end, and the new age—when God will be “all in all” according to 1 Corinthians 15—will be fully realized.

This public event is not a Christian invention. The idea of a future judgment is drawn straight out of the Old Testament. In the Old Testament, the future “Day of Judgment” is referred to as “The Day of YHWH.” One of the most popular texts regarding this is Malachi 4.1-3. For the Jewish person in Jesus’ day, the coming judgment, the future Day of YHWH, was the fulfillment of the age-old Jewish hope, the answer to the tear-soaked prayers in the psalms, and it would be a final statement, such as that of Daniel to Nebuchadnezzar, that the Lord Most High rules over the kingdoms of the mortals. From the Jewish perspective, the coming Day of Judgment incorporated many themes: first, it involved the overthrow of oppressive pagan nations. Second, it involved the vindication of all God’s people throughout all of history. And third, it involved God’s peace and justice flooding the entire world. Judgment—when God would deal with the evil in creation and when he would set everything right—would bring people to shout for joy, and, as Psalm 98 tells us, even the trees of the field would clap their hands in gladness. The Jewish conviction of God is not a God who is remote and far-away, disinterested and detached from his creation. The Jewish God is concerned for his creation, and he is devoted and destined, according to his covenant with Abraham, to rescue his creation; and this ultimate rescuing will take place when judgment comes. Faced with a world steeped in rebellion, exploitation, and downright wickedness, a good God must be a God of judgment. Judgment flows primarily not from God’s anger but from his love: it is not so much him pouring out his wrath on all those who refused him (though that’s part of it), but it’s God, in his love, doing what he has promised to do: rescuing creation—all of creation, from microbes to galaxies, from lightning bugs to human beings—from the present state of death and decay.

In Daniel 7, the prophet Daniel wrote about the coming judgment. In this apocalyptic text, the oppressive pagan nations are envisaged as ugly, nasty, and powerful monsters, reminiscent of something even Stephen King could hardly come up with. Israel—the people of God—is a small and defenseless human being at the mercy of the terrifying and tyrannical beasts. The entire chapter is set out as a court scene that climaxes as the Judge, the Ancient of Days, takes his seat and rules in favor of his terrified people and against the brutalizing monsters. The son of man is then given authority and dominion over all the nations of the beasts. When we come to the New Testament, we find Jesus calling himself the “Son of Man,” a reference pointing straight back to Daniel 7. Jesus doesn’t use this title to identify himself with humanity; it’s his identification with the one who, in Daniel 7, is given authority and dominion over the nations, the one who will perform the judgment of the Ancient of Days.

Within the New Testament, the future hope of judgment—when God doles out his justice in all creation, setting the earth free from corruption, decay, and death; the day when God gives all those who have persistently and obstinately rebelled against him their due; the day when God vindicates his people, Israel, now reshaped around Jesus the Messiah—is not abandoned. When Paul speaks before the debating philosophers in ancient Athens, he tells them, “[God] has set a day when he will judge the world with justice by the man he has appointed. He has given proof of this to all men by raising him from the dead.” (Acts 17.31) In 2 Corinthians 5.10, Paul writes, “For we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, that each may receive what is due him for the things done in the body, whether good or bad.” The point is that everyone—not just Christians, and not just non-Christians—will stand before God in judgment. God will judge us all according to our deeds, and this judgment will involve all of our secret motivations and intentions that propelled our behaviors and choices, as Paul makes clear in Romans 2.16.

The question arises: “What about Christians?” Christians are to stand before the judgment seat, yes; but is our verdict in question? In Romans 8.1, Paul says, “There is now no condemnation for those who are in Messiah Jesus.” We will stand before the judgment seat, but we have nothing to fear! We who have been justified by faith have thus been declared by God in the present time that when the future day of judgment comes, we will not only be acquitted but glorified; we will not only “get off the hook”, so to speak, but we will be vindicated. At the judgment, says Peter in 1 Pet 1.7, we will receive honors, praises, and glories from both God and all of creation. This is because, in Christ, we are already a member of God’s family, and our condemnation has been exhausted upon Christ on the cross, and our sins have been forgiven. On that future day, we have nothing to fear. The judgment we will experience will be based upon our deeds, not to determine whether or not we are part of God’s full and realized kingdom, but rather to determine the rewards we receive in that kingdom. These rewards are about our work for God and his kingdom, works we’ve done empowered by the Spirit, and they’re dependent upon our faithfulness to Christ, as Paul says in 1 Corinthians 3.14.

When the Day of Judgment comes, God will deal with all the evil within creation, not just that within his image-bearing creatures. The Bible tells us, not least in Genesis 3, that all of creation is infected with evil. Exactly what that means is a matter of debate, and most likely we won’t know the full implications of it until we see what creation is like without the infection. At the Fall, evil rippled throughout the universe. Like gangrene that spreads throughout the flesh of the infected, so evil rippled out and continues to ripple out throughout the entire created order, affecting everything from the subatomic level to the organization of galaxy clusters. Human beings have not been unaffected: outside of Christ, outside of the cross, we are, as Paul says, enslaved to Sin, infected with evil to the core of our beings (the redemption from Sin that a person experiences in faith, repentance, and baptism deals with this problem). At the Great Judgment, God will eliminate all of the evil that permeates and saturates his good and physical creation (evil has already been defeated in Jesus’ death on the cross, but it is currently limping around, bloodied and bruised, mortally wounded and destined for death and annihilation, but still wreaking havoc wherever it can). When God does this, when he liberates creation from its bondage to death and decay due to evil, the response will not just be a sigh of relief and a breath of fresh air but it will produce shouting for joy from the trees and the fields and from the seas and the floods (Psalms 96 and 98). The prophet Isaiah in Isaiah 11 envisages the liberation of creation in the image of a world where the wolf and lamb will lie down side-by-side. The entire creation—the entire cosmos—will be restored and rescued and renewed, put-to-rights.

Judgment will also involve God dealing with evil people, giving them what they deserve. Though outside of Christ we are enslaved to Sin, we are not without guilt. Mankind embraces courtship with death and evil, plunging into evil with laughter and singing, reveling in it like the Israelites partying around the Golden Calf while Moses was up on Mount Sinai. Ironically, those who celebrate evil are also enslaved by it; and in their celebration and indulgence of evil, they partake in the guilt of it. That God will deal with such people is an uncomfortable thought for many of us who have friends and family who are not members of God’s covenant. We don’t like the idea of God judging them in the negative sense. Our apprehension to this, I believe, is due to the fact that we fail to recognize what wickedness is all about. Wickedness is, according to the Old Testament, an abomination; and the Hebrew word for abomination literally means, “that which makes one vomit.” Ultimately, the greatest wickedness is not that people lie, steal, or even murder; but that people refuse to worship God and instead worship themselves. Worship of the Self is the greatest act of idolatry; and when we worship ourselves rather than God, we fail to live out our intended purpose of being God’s image-bearers and instead become our own image-bearers. The person who continues in sin, who rejects God, is, at the heart, refusing to be what God has created him to be; he is saying “No” to God’s kingdom and is saying “Yes” to his own kingdom. When judgment comes, God is, in effect, giving the person what he has always desired: his own kingdom, albeit a kingdom of death and destruction. The person who refuses to submit to God and his kingdom will have no part in God’s future and fully realized kingdom; not just because he “didn’t make the cut”, so to speak, but because throughout the entirety of his life he consistently rejected it. At the judgment, those who have worshipped themselves rather than God as creator, those who have persisted in living lives of idolatry in whatever shape that entailed, those who have continuously rejected the offer of grace and mercy, those who have dehumanized themselves, some to the point of being beyond hope and beyond pity, will be dealt with as they deserve. Many people outside God’s covenant laugh about that day, mocking it. I once met a man who said he worshipped the devil and was excited about the coming judgment, because then he would give God the finger. He’s grossly mistaken: in Psalm 2, the Gentiles tremble when Messiah is enthroned—because they know what’s coming! Unless he repents, he’ll find himself collapsed onto his knees in fear and trembling when Messiah comes back to execute judgment.

When God remakes the entire universe, freeing it from death and decay; and when God deals with all the evil people in the world alongside all the evil within the world, he will also vindicate his people. We Christians are often persecuted, and in parts of the world, this persecution leads to extreme torture and death. We are often mocked for our beliefs, accused of things of which we are innocent; our reputations are trampled, our endeavors foiled; we are often misunderstood and thrust into all sorts of suffering due to our allegiance and loyalty to Messiah Jesus. When judgment comes, we will be exalted over our persecutors, above our mockers, above our enemies. The text from Malachi speaks of the people of God trampling underfoot those who have persecuted them, and many Intertestamental texts speak of the glorified people of God doling out the judgment upon their enemies. Paul seems to say something like this in 1 Thessalonians 4: when Jesus returns, those who are in him will join him and participate alongside him in the judgment of the world. It is a strange idea, and one to be pondered: that when judgment comes, the people of God will have part in the judgment on the evil within the world, the evil within humanity.

The day of judgment is coming, and it will be accomplished through the Messiah (though, strangely enough, as I mentioned, it seems that those who are members of his family may somehow be involved). Judgment will come when Jesus appears from heaven, from the Realm of God, when the veil between heaven and earth is torn apart, ripped asunder. In that day, according to Paul in Philippians 2.10-11, “at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue confess that Jesus Christ is King, to the glory of God the Father.” When Jesus appears, all of humanity—the living and the dead—will acknowledge Jesus’ kingship and confess him as king. The dead will be resurrected—both the righteous and the wicked—and they will experience judgment: Jesus says in John 5.28-29 that the resurrected righteous will experience a judgment unto life, and the resurrected wicked will inherit a judgment unto damnation. When that day comes, when all stand before Jesus, everyone will bow down and confess Jesus as King. Those who are his people will do it with gladness and singing, adoration and love; those who have rejected him, mocked him, and persecuted him will see the folly of their ways, the blindness of their hearts, and in trembling and in terror they will bow down before him (though the time for repentance will have passed, and their fate will be sealed). Upon seeing Jesus in all his glory and majesty, the only response even of the most wretched sinner will be to bow down in mortified terror. But those who are his people, those who will be vindicated, will bow down in honor and adoration (but they shall not remain bowed; we will be lifted up, exalted, and glorified, set above all the pagans and over creation itself).


Part Three: Living Between Then & Now

The future judgment is coming, when the present wicked age will end and the future age when everything is put-to-right will be fulfilled. But what does this mean for us who live in the present evil age? First, it means that we have something to hope for. Our hope is in Christ and in our inheritance, and when judgment comes, our inheritance will be made complete: heaven and earth will be wedded together, and we will inherit the restored physical universe in restored physical bodies animated by God’s own Spirit (this is what Paul is talking about in 1 Corinthians 15). Amidst all the trials of life, amidst all the pains and sufferings and heartaches and disappointments and let-downs; amidst all the times when we find ourselves in our own Garden of Gethsemane, crying tears of blood; amidst all the times when it feels as if we have been abandoned by God, when we are drawn from our bruised and wounded hearts to echo Jesus’ words upon the cross—“My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?”—it is amidst all these times that we are to find hope in the coming judgment. The judgment promises that a day is coming when evil will be eliminated, when we will be vindicated, when all of our enemies will be dealt with, when we will share in God’s glorious future for the entire cosmos.

Second, it means that we must put our loyalty in Christ. This is what faith is all about: putting our loyalty and allegiance in Christ. When we confess Jesus as Lord, we are saying, “Jesus is King, and I am now his loyal subject.” Faith is about committing oneself to Christ. When judgment comes, only those who are committed to the King, only those who are members of God’s people through what Christ has done in his death and resurrection, only those will be the ones who will partake in God’s future, when he is “all in all.” To refuse putting loyalty in Christ—or, in other words, to remain loyal to ourselves over him, to our own kingdoms (whatever they may be) over God’s kingdom—is to embrace the fate of being shut-out from the full and realized kingdom of God when it comes to a head at the future judgment.

Third, it gives us a mission. All Christians have the mission of proclaiming the future judgment. Jesus died and rose again. He is the Son of Man from Daniel 7 who will execute justice upon the world (justice is, after all, at the heart of judgment). In proclaiming future judgment, in word and deed, in signs and symbols, we are not to just focus on what happens to all the “bad people”; yes, proclaiming the future judgment involves declaring that those who persist in dehumanizing, destructive, and rebellious manners of living are not merely inviting but ensuring destruction upon themselves and their own world, in the present and in the future. But the proclamation of future judgment goes beyond that: it involves the declaration that God is not finished with the cosmos. He isn’t just going to scrap it and throw it away (to do so in his dealings with evil would be akin to throwing out the baby with the bathwater). God is going to renew creation, restore it, rescue it. Proclaiming the future judgment is acknowledging that a day is coming when God will do what he’s always promised to do—namely, to deal with evil and restore the creation, including his image-bearing creatures, to its good and rightful and originally-intended place—and that those who put their loyalty and allegiance in Christ will be able to partake in that future day. In calling people to faith, repentance, and baptism, we are not just calling people to escape the destruction they’re courting for themselves; we are inviting them into a future where they will receive new bodies and will dwell with God and with one another in a restored and pristine and beautiful new universe free of death and decay. This is the meat of evangelism: inviting people to become participants of God’s kingdom, God’s new world order, in the present and in the future.

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