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the catholicity of christmas (atlanta, bulgaria, and the ends of the earth)

We had spent the morning throwing a back-to-school party at a preschool orphanage in the Northern city of Pleven, the seventh largest city in Bulgaria. There was a little down time in the afternoon, so the missionaries we were with took us to the Pleven "Epopee" or "Panorama " as it is more commonly known. The Panorama celebrates the victory of the joint forces of Bulgaria and Russia over the Ottoman Empire. It was the first large-scale defeat of the Turks, and the turning point in the liberation of Bulgaria from Turkish rule. It was a fascinating installation--a gigantic mixed-media mural with bodies and wagon wheels, half-real, half-painted on the wall to give depth of field and perspective. It was truly impressive, except for the fact that it reminded me so much of the Atlanta Cyclorama, a little-known installation beside Zoo Atlanta. Between school field trips and Scout trips, I've probably been to the Cyclorama at least five times. What struck me about the Pleven Panorama is how similar it was to what I grew up seeing in Atlanta--a large mural depicting men in various states of warfare and agony, wagons broken and abandoned, buildings burned, smoke rising through the painted air. (Look for yourself and tell me you don't see some similarities!)

       
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There are, of course, many differences. The architecture of the building is quite different--one looks Romanesque, the other like Boba-Fett's helmet. Perhaps more importantly, the Bulgarian-Turkish battle was over the independence of a nation, the American Civil war was a conflict over states rights, specifically the shameful blight of slavery on the American historic landscape.  Weapons and uniforms differed, but not by much. I stood there in that panorama awestruck--not because I hadn't seen such a display before, but precisely because I had. It was like stepping into some parallel universe, wondering if somewhere on the streets of Pleven there was a large hairy doppelganger of myself. (Maybe he was serving a modest church in the Pleven suburbs).

My panoramic epiphany shouldn't have been so shocking. There are certain things that transcend all cultures. Things like war, politics, good people fighting for something with nothing defeating the bad guys who have everything--these things are universal. In church-y speak there's another word for these kinds of things. We say it's "catholic". This word appears at the end of the Apostles Creed and for one who is tempted to interpret it as meaning "Roman Catholic" there is much confusion when heard in, say a Presbyterian or Methodist church. Merriam-Webster says the word comes from the Greek word katholikos--a compound of the preposition kata ("by") and holos ("whole"). Literally, it means "by whole", as if to suggest something was agreed upon by everybody

It seems strange to think anything could be agreed upon by everybody--that anything could be "catholic" as such. Maybe that's why during Christmas we are surprised to hear that people all over the world are preparing as we are for the Savior to come. We don't all portray this exactly the same way. Peruvian creches feature a clay-red infant, while carved ebony from Cameroon shows a Savior dark as night. However we see him, we see the love that surrounds him, the angels that laud him, the shepherds who adore, the magi who pay tribute. We see in the Christ Child how the hopes and fears of all the years are met in thee tonight.

Last year I made a video using images from the University of Dayton's Global Nativity Collection. We played it as the choir sang the old song "Some Children See Him." It's not perfect, but I think it's true to the catholic spirit of Christmas--the one that captivates us all--the one that dares to believe that in the clamor and chaos of all the world, 
love has come, 
will come, 
is coming
anew.

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Posted December 23, 2008
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living in the tension

 Paul is big on grace, but contextually, he's big on grace because the early church was still a movement rooted in Judaism, which was all about process and observance--keeping the Law above all else.

Most of our "salvation language" and sermons come from Paul, specifically from Romans, which is where Paul speaks in a lot of the terms you/I/the whole "church-y" world use--condemned, sinned, transgressed, separated, etc. That vocabulary was, initially, in Paul's context, rhetoric to articulate the idea that under the Law, ALL are condemned. People disagreed with Paul--they said they'd never committed adultery, but Paul then deferred to Jesus--"If any man looks at a woman lustfully" and Paul says that 50% of the world's population EVER just got condemned by the Savior himself. Paul's point is that Law will kill you, but grace gives you life.

As Baptists in the South we've got about 180 years worth of tradition that tells us how we're supposed to work this thing out. We pray prayers, ask Jesus to indwell us (as if that hasn't been happening since He made us in His image), walk aisles, take a bath of some spiritual significance, then measure our fidelity to Jesus in how often we come to church, whether we serve on committees, teach Sunday School, tithe, etc.

You can get really close to Jesus this way, and you can learn a lot about God--it's not all bad. But it is a transactional system that finds it's roots in specific passages of Scripture, generally stripped out of context.

We stand condemned to...something...hell, lake of fire, trash-heap (there's not one consistent image of separation from God in the New Testament)

Jesus comes in in super-hero fashion and rescues us from that lake of fire and nasty thing into eternity, which is really white and presumably will be occupied with shiny things and lots of singing.

And people dream about that once or twice a week when they're not paying their taxes, working the 9 to 5, mowing the lawn or watching football.


 Ecclesiastes says "God put eternity in the hearts of men." 

We were meant to live with an ache
--an inconsolable longing that there has to me something more-- more right, more beautiful.

But we get glimpses of it when we're part of bringing the kind of Kingdom Jesus talked about. When we tend to widow, the poor, the marginalized, the oppressed--when we move out of the steepled buildings and into the streets, we see the wildness and the broadness of God's kingdom.

It becomes less of a social club and more of a party--more like some great surprise party where you hang the streamers and get all excited until the person breaks through the door. 

And that's what we work and wait for--because God put eternity in the hearts of mankind.

Years ago I taught a Bible Study when I worked at Ridgecrest called the Pursuit of Holiness. It was the single most frustrating thing I've ever done. 

Because the more your pursue holiness, the less holy you feel. 

Because our vision of God should always get bigger, never smaller.

We feel the small-ness. We feel the un-holyness of it all.

And the pages of Scripture are filled with the full spectrum of people who felt it all--the overwhelming tide of grace and the gut-wrenching rock-crashing of our own weaknesses and vice.

And against the noise of our own soul's songs of lamentation God whispers love to our hearts.

Because love always, always wins.

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Posted November 14, 2008
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