Over the years of writing this book,
tragedies have compounded, each one forcing me back to the existential drawing
board – seeing my text on the computer screen exposed as pitifully inadequate
in the face of flesh and blood sorrow. There have been natural evils – 230,000
killed in the Haiti earthquake of 2010; 70,000 killed in the Sichuan quake of
2008; the Pakistan flood of 2012; the Japan earthquake, tsunami, and Fukushima
nuclear disaster of 2012. There have been human evils – atrocities in the Congo
and Sudan; mass shootings at Virginia Tech, Ft. Hood, the Aurora Theater, the
Sikh Temple, Tucson, and a one-room Amish school to name just a few.
As
this book goes to press, we have just witnessed the mass murder of elementary
school children and their teachers at Sandy Hook Elementary School in
Connecticut. Again the question, “Where was God?” Again many interpretations
are drawn. Absurd things are said, like “this is God’s punishment for the
absence of prayer in schools.”
This
book has not prescribed a neat formula to which such a thing can be reduced.
The tragedy at Sandy Hook Elementary demonstrates that evil will not be reduced
to any neat formula. But I will do my best to offer a glimpse into how the
Trinitarian God responds and calls us to respond to horrific evils.
The
closer we are to this loss, the more we need to access some firm foundation of
hope.
My life flows on in endless song
Above earth’s lamentation
I hear the sweet and far off hymn
That hails a new creation.
Through all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing . . . .
The bereaved need a
God of Eternity to hold their grief. We all do. And they need people who embody
that faith for them when it is natural they should find it hard to find hope in
their own broken hearts.
If we love our children
as much as is humanly possible, God loves them infinitely. If we suffer at
their deaths, God suffers infinitely. The Cross happened again in Newtown,
Connecticut. We meet God at that Cross, the God who will someday redeem and
resurrect. The victims need a God who joins them, who goes all the way into the
hell of death and grief with them. And they need people who embody God’s
compassion, who, in Wolterstorff’s words, “Mourn humanity’s mourning, weep over
humanity’s weeping, [are] wounded by humanity’s wounds . . . .” In the moment
of loss, it is possible to find God precisely because in that moment we can
find each other.
The friends and parents
of the slain children and teachers will need more than hope and compassion to
find their way into a future. They will need that mysterious infusion of
strength and courage the Spirit offers. They will need the meaning-making
process of spiritual growth and transformation -- an inner process manifesting
outwardly in life for others. That meaning-making will take different forms for
each person.
The public discourse in
the wake of the Sandy Hook Elementary massacre is a desperate scramble to make
meaning out of senseless loss. People are proposing gun control, improved
school security, expanded access to mental health, and other ways to improve
society, mostly good enough ideas. But to me they all seem too small, too
utilitarian. Tragedy of this magnitude calls for more than a technical fix to
reduce the likelihood of it happening again. The best way to invest with
meaning the wave of mass murders we have experienced in recent years would be
to repent from social violence. Reasonable regulation of firearms would be the
most obvious pragmatic way to back off from our compulsive habit of violence.
But gun reform is a far, far cry from enough on the one hand, and
extraordinarily hard to achieve on the other.
Our societal violence
goes much deeper than legislation can reach. More than any other developed
nation, we have embraced the meta-narrative the late Walter Wink called “the
myth of redemptive violence.” The myth he describes is an ancient story line
beginning with the Enuma Elish, the Sumerian creation myth. Marduk, one of
several Sumerian gods, becomes king of the gods because of his combat
skills. He slays the sea monster Tiamat
and creates the heavens form her body. The import of the Enuma Elish, as Wink
reads it, is that meaning, value, and heroism lie in killing the enemy. Wink
offered the gospel of Jesus Christ as the counter-narrative of “redemptive
love.”
But for every movie,
book, and TV program valorizing a Christ-figure, there are 100 valorizing a
Marduk-figure. The catechism of American culture is a course in the myth of redemptive
violence. So we live with fantasies of someday blowing away a villain. The myth
of redemptive violence invests our human worth in our capacity to kill. So we,
as a nation, invested our wealth in a nuclear arsenal that would destroy every
living person on earth many times over. We incarcerate more people than any other
developed nation. Unlike most modern democracies, we persist with the death
penalty. From the video games we sell our children, to our sports, to our law
enforcement, to our foreign policy, we embrace violence. In our pride and in
our fear, we have made what Isaiah called “a covenant with death”—meaning we
ground our safety and our self-esteem on our capacity to kill. Is it then any
wonder that the canaries in this spiritual coalmine turn assault weapons on our
people, killing federal judges, young adults at movie theaters, and first
graders at their desks?
When I think of a
transformation that would give some modicum of meaning to the blood shed by our
children, nothing less than a societal conversion from a model of valor like
Marduk to a model of valor like Jesus will do. The Sumerian creation myth says
the universe is born in bloodshed; hence, the Savior Marduk comes with guns
blazing. The Jewish creation myth says the universe is procreated by a parental
God who says “It is good;” hence, the Savior Jesus comes in love, even
sacrificial love.
So to draw the circle to
a close, that is what this book has been about – the discovery of a better God,
the kind of God manifest in a Jesus – not Marduk -- a God of serenity,
compassion, and relational power to live for others.
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