A Fountain Filled with Blood?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Read: Leviticus 17:11 and Hebrews 9:11-14

For the life of the flesh is in the blood; and I have given it to you for making atonement for your lives on the altar; for, as life, it is the blood that makes atonement. (Lev. 17:11, NRSV).

But when Christ came as a high priest of the good things that have come, then through the greater and perfect tent (not made with hands, that is, not of this creation), he entered once for all into the Holy Place, not with the blood of goats and calves, but with his own blood, thus obtaining eternal redemption (Hebrews 9:11-12, NRSV).

Sing (or don’t):There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood” by William Cowper (1772)

I was visiting my home church with my kids when they were about seven and nine. When the congregation launched into “There is a Fountain Filled with Blood,” they both leaned around their grandparents and looked at me with horror.  I can still see them mouthing the word, “WHAT????”

Here is the first verse of the hymn they found so offensive:

There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel’s veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains:
Lose all their guilty stains,
Lose all their guilty stains;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.

During the obligatory debriefing session after church, I realized a couple of things. First, I realized that from their perspective, the image of being plunged into a fountain of blood was a bad thing. In fact, it sounded suspiciously like the horror movies I wouldn’t let them watch. Second, I realized that I had become numb to such imagery. Some of this was surely due to being trained as an Old Testament professor. Blood atonement imagery is part of my stock in trade. That in combination with decades of singing traditional “blood hymns” (see also “Power in the Blood” and “Nothing but the Blood of Jesus”), had desensitized me to the shock value of such lyrics.

While one could argue that the shock value is part of the point, I wonder if it might be time to reevaluate using hymn texts like these. While there is plenty of biblical support for such imagery, the reaction of my kids illustrates that these lyrics just don’t land as well as they used to.

There are all sorts of examples of this, and biblical scholars spend a lot of time explaining them to unsuspecting students and congregations. For instance, it’s hard to explain why being covered with “a multitude of camels” is a good thing (see Isaiah 60:6). Newer translations have saved us from having to explain why Paul tells the Philippians that he longs for them all “in the bowels of Jesus Christ” (Philippians 1:8, KJV).

Yes—I can hear you all saying, “WHAT????”

To state the obvious, metaphors don’t always move easily across the centuries. And while these “blood hymns” aren’t precisely heretical, they have lost a lot of their ability to communicate the grace and good news of the gospel. To put it bluntly, there may be less “power in the blood” these days—at least in symbolic terms.

Ponder:

  • What are the pros and cons of singing these traditional “blood hymns”? Here is a link to the full text of “There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood.”
  • Verse 3 of “There is a Fountain” relies on a “ransom” theory of the atonement. Can you see any theological risks with this? Tune in next week for more about that.

Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its pow’r,
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved, to sin no more…
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.

Pray: Help us to find fresh ways to communicate your redeeming love.

The Reckless Love of God?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Read: Luke 15:11-32

“I will get up and go to my father, and I will say to him, ‘Father, I have sinned against heaven and before you; I am no longer worthy to be called your son; treat me like one of your hired hands.’” So he set off and went to his father. But while he was still far off, his father saw him and was filled with compassion; he ran and put his arms around him and kissed him (Luke 15:18-22, NRSV).

Sing (or don’t): “Reckless Love” by Cory Asbury, Caleb Culver, & Ron Jackson

There are so many good things to say about the lyrics to Cory Asbury’s popular song, “Reckless Love.” The song is replete with biblical allusions which both enrich and inspire. Here are a few of the ones I heard.

The opening stanza echoes Psalm 139:13-16, in which the psalmist wonders aloud at being “knit together in my mother’s womb” and “fearfully and wonderfully made.” Can you hear it?

Before I spoke a word, You were singing over me
You have been so, so good to me
Before I took a breath, You breathed Your life in me
You have been so, so kind to me

Later, the line when I was Your foe, still Your love fought for me made me think of Saul/Paul’s dramatic Damascus Road story (Acts 9). And a line from the refrain manages two allusions in one. Speaking of God’s love, it celebrates the fact that it chases me down, fights ’til I’m found, leaves the ninety-nine. The easy reference there is to the parable of the lost sheep in Matthew 18:12-14 where the good shepherd leave(s) the ninety-nine on the mountains and go(es) in search of the one that went astray. The more subtle echo (perhaps only audible to an Old Testament professor’s ears) is to Psalm 23:6, which, when translated literally, celebrates the fact that God’s goodness and mercy will pursue me all the days of my life.

So, what’s not to like in these lyrics? Take another look at the full refrain:

Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God
Oh, it chases me down, fights ’til I’m found, leaves the ninety-nine
I couldn’t earn it, and I don’t deserve it, still, You give Yourself away
Oh, the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God, yeah

While God’s love is absolutely “overwhelming” and certainly “never-ending,” I’m not sure it’s accurate to describe it as “reckless.” That word connotes that an action is done thoughtlessly or without regard for consequences.

I’m not the first person to quibble with Asbury’s word choice. Enough other people have objected to it that Asbury felt it necessary to issue a kind of caveat:

“When I used the phrase, ‘the reckless love of God,’ when we say it, we’re not saying that God Himself is reckless, He’s not crazy. We are, however, saying that the way He loves, is in many regards, quite so. But what I mean is this: He’s utterly unconcerned with the consequences of His own actions with regard to His own safety, comfort and well-being. He doesn’t wonder what He’ll gain or lose by putting Himself on the line, He simply puts Himself out there on the off-chance that you and I might look back at Him and give Him that love in return.” – Cory Asbury.

Point taken. Still, I found myself wishing that “Reckless Love 2.0” might feature the word “prodigal” instead of “reckless.” (I know, it creates a difficult rhythm, but work with me here.) Although it’s not a word we use much anymore, it does draw on another story from Scripture. The story of the “prodigal son” in Luke 15:11-32 gives us a profound picture of the kind of love Asbury seeks to portray in this song. Indeed, many have suggested that a better title for the parable would be the “prodigal father,” who runs to embrace the son who once was lost but now is found. The prodigal father’s love is extravagant, unstinting, and—hey, this would work with the song’s rhythm—lavish.

So, is “Reckless Love” heretical? No—but that one unfortunate word choice is sadly misleading. And unless you want to include the author’s careful caveat every time your congregation sings the song, it makes it awkward to use.

Ponder: Have I spoiled this song for you? Why or why not.

Pray: May we love as lavishly as you have loved us.

Onward, Christian Soldiers?

 

 

 

 

 

 

Read: Ephesians 6:10-17

Therefore, take up the whole armor of God, so that you may be able to withstand on that evil day, and having done everything, to stand firm. Stand therefore, and fasten the belt of truth around your waist, and put on the breastplate of righteousness. As shoes for your feet put on whatever will make you ready to proclaim the gospel of peace. With all of these, take the shield of faith, with which you will be able to quench all the flaming arrows of the evil one. Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God (Ephesians 6:13-17) NRSV.

Sing (or don’t):Onward, Christian Soldiers” by Sabine Maring-Gould (1834)

Some hymns should come with a warning label, and this is one of them. Maybe that’s why it has dropped out of so many hymnals in recent decades. People seem to perceive that the hymn’s militaristic language may not be quite the “thing” anymore. Take a look at the first half of the hymn, and see what you think:

1 Onward, Christian soldiers,
Marching as to war.
With the cross of Jesus
Going on before:
Christ, the royal Master,
Leads against the foe;
Forward into battle,
See His banners go.

Refrain:
Onward, Christian soldiers,
marching as to war,
With the cross of Jesus
going on before.

2 Like a mighty army
Moves the Church of God;
Christians, we are treading
Where the saints have trod,
We are not divided,
All one body we:
One in hope and one in faith,
One in charity. [Refrain]

To be fair, the military metaphor that dominates the hymn has Scripture as its source. In Ephesians 6, Paul encourages the Ephesian Christians to “put on the whole armor of God.” Using the accoutrements of the familiar armor of the Roman soldier as a symbolic starting point, he urges them to strap on the belt of truth, the breastplate of righteousness, the shield of faith, the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit.

This was an apt metaphor in the context of the early Christian church. Roman soldiers were everywhere, after all, and had a reputation for invincibility. Early Christians were usually on the receiving end of that invincibility. Paul’s words invited them to imagine what it would be like to have access to such armor against spiritual enemies (see v. 12). I suspect the irony of those words would not have been lost on original recipients of Paul’s letter. Not only is Paul using the uniform of the oppressor as a teaching tool, but he’s also using the trappings of war to encourage his readers “to proclaim the gospel of peace” (v. 15).

So, if it worked so well for the ancient Ephesians, why doesn’t it work equally well for us?

Theoretically, I suppose it could still work. The trouble is that we’re all such literalists.

There’s been a terrible tendency over the centuries to confuse the messenger with the message. The military metaphor is the messenger, after all. It’s designed to proclaim the gospel of peace. Oblivious to the irony, we rush out to strap on literal armor and conquer the world by force. If you don’t believe me, read up on the Crusades, or for that matter, Christian nationalism.

To paraphrase a verse from the book of Proverbs, there is a time for every hymn-text under heaven. This may not be the time for this one. In my opinion, it’s time to put this old war-horse out to pasture.

Ponder: What’s your experience with this hymn? Would it be hard to give it up? If so, why?

Pray: May the songs that we sing be acceptable to you, Prince of Peace.

Here I Am to Worship

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Read: Colossians 3:12-17

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly; teach and admonish one another in all wisdom; and with gratitude in your hearts sing psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs to God” (Colossians 3:16, NRSV).

Sing (or don’t): “Here I Am to Worship” by Tim Hughes

Before you get your hackles up, I acknowledge that this popular worship song is neither a hymn nor heretical. So, why include it in a series called “Heretical Hymns”?

Let’s take the hymn question first. Colossians 3:16 encourages the believers to sing “psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs.” Without getting too far into the weeds, “Here I Am to Worship” fits best in the “spiritual song” category. It’s not based on any of the 150 Old Testament psalms, nor is it as formal in structure as most traditional hymns. While some might argue that spiritual songs are more spontaneous or personal, I think we may be better off just thinking of this as a “catch-all” category. And since I’m not limiting this series to traditional hymns, I’d like to include this very popular category as fair game. I don’t mean this in a negative sense, necessarily—but in the sense that such songs are worth the same level of scrutiny as anything we use to worship the living God.

So, are the lyrics heretical?

In a word—no. But they are a bit worrying, especially because they are symptomatic of our culture’s obsession with the self.

Let’s take a look at the central refrain of the song:

Here I am to worship

Here I am to bow down

Here I am to say that You’re my God

You’re altogether lovely

Altogether worthy

Altogether wonderful to me

Let’s be fair. I don’t think this refrain is trying to be profound or poetic. It’s simply a sincere expression of a worshiper’s intent. So far, so orthodox.

One might object to the obvious irony of sending God a breathless news bulletin: “Here I am to worship!” That seems like a strange thing to say right out of the blocks—which is when this song is usually sung in a worship service. One imagines the angels leaning down to remind us, “It’s not about you….”

Still, there is some precedent for such a statement of intent. The traditional “votum” from Psalm 124:8 makes a similar declaration by affirming that, “Our help is in the name of the LORD, who made heaven and earth.” The Latin word votum means “vow” or “promise,” and such a declaration is a worthy way to begin a service that’s dedicated to declaring God’s “worth.” (That’s the literal meaning of the word “worship.”)

If we take a closer look at Psalm 124:8, however, we see some ways the refrain falls short. Note first the way the psalm puts the focus squarely on God. God is acknowledged as both creator (maker of heaven and earth) and redeemer (our help). Equally telling is the use of the first-person plural, “our.” This psalmist knows that it’s not just “about me.” While not discounting the importance of an individual relationship with our creator and redeemer, worshipping this God is a communal act with cosmic consequences.

So, no. “Here I Am to Worship” is not heretical. But it is woefully inadequate and worryingly individualistic. It is the byproduct of a culture that makes an idol of the self, and it perpetuates that idolatry by teaching worshipers that personal salvation is what Christianity is all about.

Should we stop singing it? Well, that’s something you might want to talk about with your congregation. At the very least, it will be important to make sure that your worship services include plenty of “psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs” that acknowledge the communal component of the church and the cosmic nature of God.

Ponder:

  • Do the songs and prayers in your congregation’s worship services use “I/me” language or “we/us” language more? What’s that about? How is it shaping your congregation?
  • Many of the biblical psalms use the first-person singular. Psalm 23, for instance, begins with “The Lord is my shepherd.” How does this factor into the discussion? (Bear in mind that sheep come in flocks….)

Pray: Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

A Never-Dying Soul to Save?

 

 

 

 

 

Read: Leviticus 8:30-36

You shall remain at the entrance of the tent of meeting day and night for seven kays, keeping the LORD’s charge to that you do not die; for so I am commanded (Leviticus 8:35, NRSV).

Sing (or don’t): “A Charge to Keep I Have” by Charles Wesley (1762) BOYLSTON

1 A charge to keep I have,
a God to glorify,
a never-dying soul to save,
and fit it for the sky.

2 To serve the present age,
my calling to fulfill,
O may it all my pow’rs engage
to do my Master’s will!

3 Arm me with watchful care
as in Thy sight to live,
and now Thy servant, Lord, prepare
a strict account to give!

4 Help me to watch and pray,
and still on Thee rely,
O let me not my trust betray,
but press to realms on high.

At first glance, this hymn text is an inspirational reminder to take one’s Christian responsibility seriously. Indeed, Charles Wesley’s prayer for God to help him “serve the present age—my calling to fulfill” seems spot on for contemporary Christians trying to figure out how to navigate uncertain times.

“What’s so heretical about that?” you may be asking.

There’s nothing inherently heretical—or even problematic—about this hymn’s basic premise: that Christians ought to walk their talk, and that they need God’s help to do so. But embedded in this prayer is an insidious assumption that comes to us not by way of Scripture, but by way of Greek dualism. I’m talking about the phrase, “a never-dying soul to save.”

If you are a regular reader of this blog, you’ll know I have a bone to pick with the body/soul split that is so ubiquitous in popular Christian theology. In the Old Testament, human beings are created as living “beings” (Genesis 2:7). The Hebrew word behind this is nephesh. In spite of how this word is usually translated, it does not mean “soul.” Rather, it refers to the totality of who we are as human beings—physical, spiritual, emotional, and psychological. So, it’s not so much that humans have a soul as that they are a soul. Just remember that if you insist on using that word, you have to shake the dust of dualism off your feet.

Interestingly, animals are also described with the same word (Genesis 2:19). So, the difference between humans and animals is not that one “has a soul” and the other does not. It’s that humans are “made in the image of God” (Genesis 1:26). If you’re thinking that this is very good news for whether you will be reunited with your pets in heaven—you would be right!

But I digress. Looking back at the hymn lyric in verse one, the dualistic assumptions are pretty obvious. In Charles Wesley’s defense, he was relying generally on widely held assumptions. He was also relying more specifically on Matthew Henry’s 1706 commentary on Leviticus 8:31-36 (a passage about the ordination of priests). It reads:

We have every one of us a charge to keep, an eternal God to glorify, an immortal soul to provide for, needful duty to be done, our generation to serve; and it must be our daily care to keep this charge, for it is the charge of the Lord our Master, who will shortly call us to an account about it, and it is at our peril if we neglect it. Keep it ‘that ye die not’; it is death, eternal death, to betray the trust we are charged with.

Nevertheless, two wrongs don’t make a right. Two can stray into the heretical ditch as easily as one.

“Why should we care?” you may well be asking.

There’s a clue to this in the very phrasing of the line in question. Did you notice the agency that’s assumed there? “A never-dying soul to save,” it says. Not only is this thing called a “soul” never-dying, but it seems to be our human responsibility to save it.

Take a closer look at the Apostles’ Creed. Notice what Christians have been claiming to believe since the second century. “I believe in the resurrection of the body,” we affirm. We don’t confess that our immortal souls will fly off under their own speed off to be with God when we die. The resurrection of the body (think nephesh) is something that God will accomplish for us through the saving death and resurrection of Jesus Christ on the last day.

I will now get off my high horse—at least until next time.

Ponder this quote from Frederick Buechner:

Man does not go on living beyond the grave because that’s how he is made. Rather, he goes to his grave as dead as a doornail and is given his life back again by God (i.e., resurrected) just as he was given it by God in the first place, because that is the way God is made.

See the full quote and references here: Immortality

Pray: Help us to take our Christian witness seriously as we await the resurrection of our bodies.

 

Note: This is the first installment of a new series called:  Heretical Hymns 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You’re probably familiar with the saying, “You are what you eat.” It’s one of those realities that is so obvious we often overlook it. Yet, once it’s pointed out, we’ll never be able to “un-know” it. Every trip through the fast-food drive-through becomes an ominous glimpse in the mirror.

The ecclesiastical version of this saying is lex orandi, lex credendi. Briefly translated, it points out that worship shapes belief.

When I first heard this news bulletin, it struck me as counter intuitive. Surely, I thought, it’s the other way around. Belief is what shapes our worship. Our hymns and prayers grow out of our beliefs.

The older I get, however, the more I understand the wisdom of lex orandi, lex credendi. The songs we sing in worship do shape what and how we believe. In a very real way, we believe what we sing.

In this series we’ll be taking a closer look at some of the hymns and songs that may be shaping our beliefs in unhealthy ways. Some are downright heretical; others are simply unhealthy. (Think of a spectrum with cigarettes on one end and French fries on the other.) There’s a very good chance you won’t agree with some of my choices. That’s fine. But if I’ve made you think about it, I will have accomplished my goal. All of us could stand to think about the fact that—theologically speaking—we believe what we sing.

Enjoy!

Carol Bechtel

Note: The title for this series was inspired by a sermon by Sarah Van Zetten Bruins. Sarah is wholly responsible for the title but should not be held responsible for the content.

Scylla and Charybdis Are Alive and Well

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fresco by Alessandro Allori (1535-1607)

Read: Isaiah 43: 1-13

When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and through the rivers, they shall not overwhelm you; when you walk through the fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you (Isaiah 43:2, NRSV)

If you’ve ever found yourself “between a rock and a hard place,” you’ll know what it feels like to be in a situation where there are no good options.

In the ancient world they had a story that described this in especially vivid terms. If you’ve read Homer’s Odyssey, you’ll remember the story of Scylla and Charybdis. Scylla was the 6-headed monster rock who guarded the eastern side of the straits of Messina at the southern tip of the Italian peninsula. Charybdis was an equally dangerous monster whirlpool who guarded the western side. Trying to steer clear of one meant your ship fell prey to the other—as Odysseus found out. His ship made it through, but not before six of his sailors lost their lives in the jaws of the six-headed Scylla—one to each head, presumably.

I hadn’t thought much about Scylla and Charybdis since my classics major in college. So, I was especially startled when my guide pointed them out to me as we drove down the coast of Calabria. “There they are,” he observed with a nonchalant gesture toward the sea.

“Wait,” I responded—straining my eyes toward the narrow straight that separates the toe of the Italian “boot” from the island of Sicily. “You mean that’s a real THING?”

“Yes,” he replied. “Very dangerous. Big rock; bad whirlpool.”

That Scylla and Charybdis are a “real thing” would not be news to the people who have come to Calabria to work in the orange groves. Even if they don’t know the ancient story, they know the danger of being in a situation with no good options.

Bear in mind that these people have already managed to escape the deadly whirlpool that is the Mediterranean Sea. In 2023 alone, the journey across the water claimed more than 3000 lives. Over the last decade, the total is closer to 30,000. There is good reason to suspect that the actual tally is even higher. Fleeing from their homes because of war, persecution, and poverty, these people risk everything for a better life. They do not risk the journey because they can; they risk it because they must.

Having escaped Charybdis, however, they still need to avoid Scylla. For those who find their way to the migrant camps in southern Italy, there are new dangers.

My guide me past one of these camps. There is no electricity, no running water, and to garbage service. If the men are lucky enough to have a bike to ride to the fields where they work, they risk being hit by a car on dark roads. Fires and fights break out on a regular basis. Once young man (age 27) was shot trying to help a friend bring back a piece of tin from a garbage heap. (They were trying to build a shelter.) Not surprisingly, many of the men who have been there for a while develop serious mental problems. Not to be overlooked in this litany of dangers is the ever-present prejudice, which greets these people around almost every corner and keeps them in such camps.

All of these dangerous conditions—like Scylla’s many heads—are attached to a powerful body. The unofficial—but very real—power here goes by the name of Ndrangheta. Considered to be one of the most powerful organized crime groups in the world (think mafia, only worse), this contemporary monster controls the port and traffics in all manner of things—including drugs and people. When people talk about this group, they avoid saying its name—or if they must, they say it in hushed tones. It’s as if there is an unwritten rule to refer to it as a monster that “must not be named.”

Are you beginning to understand why I said these men were caught between Scylla and Charybdis?

A lucky few of them have found a way to navigate safely through these dangerous waters, however. They are the ones who have found their way to a small hostel called Dambe So. The name means “house of dignity.” Dignity is precisely what this place provides for its residents. Their life is still very hard, but at the end of a day working in the orange groves, they can come back to a place of comfort and safety. Each two-bedroom apartment includes a bathroom and a kitchen/living room. There is also a common room downstairs where they can get a coffee after work and access to a laundry room. Occasional medical checks and regular Italian lessons are offered by volunteers.

Although the hostel is supported by Mediterranean Hope, it is run by the residents themselves. That’s part of what makes it a “house of dignity.”

You could also call it a small boat that’s helping a handful of men navigate some very dangerous waters.

Reflection/Action:

  • The promise of Isaiah 43:1-14 was originally given to the covenant people in the Old Testament. Does it offer comfort for today? To whom? How?
  • Use your own experience of being “between a rock and a hard place” to cultivate your empathy for others. Where might that empathy be leading you? What can you do to help someone else navigate a dangerous situation?

Prayer: Help us to respond to the immigration crisis in ways that offer dignity and safety to those in need.

What Pasta, People, and a Town on a Hill Have to Teach Us

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Read: Leviticus 19:33-34

When an alien resides with you in your land, you shall not oppress the alien. The alien who resides with you shall be to you as the native-born among you; you shall love the alien as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt; I am he LORD your God (Leviticus 19:33-34, NRSV – Updated Edition).

When I arrived in Calabria (the “toe” of Italy’s boot), my guide took me to a little restaurant full of Italians. It’s always a good sign when the locals eat frequent an eatery, and I soon discovered the reason for its popularity. The signature dish was a traditional pasta called stroncatura—made from the parts of the wheat that are usually thrown away. It was delicious, but it also proved to be a provocative metaphor for the rest of the day. So, bookmark that memory and come with me to the village of Camini.

Unlike so many of the small hill-towns in this region, Camini is thriving. This was not the case twenty years ago when Camini seemed well on its way to “ghost town” status. Enter Rosario Antoni Zurzolo and a few other locals, who refused to let their village go down without a fight. With the help of grants, they founded a co-operative based on welcoming skilled immigrants, and that has made all the difference. Today Camini hosts 120 immigrants—one for each of the native-born residents. While some of the locals were wary initially about this influx of “strangers,” most changed their minds when they began to see the positive impact on the town. The local elementary school—which had dwindled to only 5 children—now boasts 85 students. There’s a bus that comes to town 3 to 4 times per day. There’s an ATM. There are two doctors and a pharmacy. In light of all these improvements, it’s not surprising that some of the local young people who had fled in search of employment and opportunities elsewhere have begun to come back home.

Walking the streets of Camini is a bit like entering a delightful maze. Around each corner is a surprise. There are flowers, vines, new construction, shops, and best of all—hope.  Artisans from all over the world work in the same places they sell their wares. There are weavers, potters, woodworkers, and ceramic and fabric artists. Houses are being renovated with recycled materials. And from new, shady terraces, all can glimpse the sea.

One of the most remarkable people I met in Camini was a young man named Ibrahím Zakarie. Originally from the Kurdish region of Syria, Ibrahím now works for the cooperative. The war in Syria put his hopes to be doctor on an indefinite hold, but he now applies all of his intelligence and drive to support his adopted community. (The fact that he speaks seven languages comes in handy in place as international as Camini.) Not long ago, Ibrahím and his girlfriend took in an eight-year-old boy from Afghanistan. As I listened to the story, I couldn’t help but think of that verse from Leviticus: “…you shall love the alien as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt” (Lev. 19:34).

Sometimes we forget that all of us were strangers at some point. Ibrahím reminds us of that. And the town of Camini reminds us that something truly wonderful can be made out of the parts of the wheat that are too often thrown away.

Discussion/Reflection:

  • Have you ever been (or felt like) a stranger? If you were welcomed, what did it feel like? If you weren’t, what did that feel like? How might this experience inform your faith? Your attitude toward immigrants?
  • What part of this story about Camini did you find most interesting or inspiring? What ideas does it spark for you and for how your country might approach the opportunity of immigration?

Action:

Prayer: Give nations, leaders, and citizens all over the world the wisdom to address immigration with hospitality, compassion, and grace.

Safe Passage

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Story:

At the height of the Mediterranean refugee crisis in late 2015, an ecumenical group of Italian Christians banded together to establish Humanitarian Corridors. Since that time, over 1500 refugees have been given safe and legal access to new lives in a new country.  Priority is given to victims of persecution, torture, and violence, families with children, and people with illnesses or other disabilities. Similar efforts have also begun in France and Belgium, and there is reason to hope that another 50,000 people may be allowed into European host countries through similar “corridors.”

The drawing above has become the symbol of Humanitarian Corridors. The artist (or as he prefers to be called, “social cartoonist,”) is Francesco Piobbichi. Working on the front lines of the crisis, Piobbichi asks what, to him, is the obvious question: “How could we be indifferent to this pain? In front of all those coffins, we said we wanted to change things. That’s why we had to create “humanitarian corridors” (Drawings from the Border, p. 56).

Bible Reading: Job 29:16-17 (NRSV)

Pelted with a litany of false accusations by his so-called friends, Job responds with a list of his own. In that list, he names acts of kindness and justice that reflect the kind of person he truly is. “If I am guilty of anything,” he essentially says, “find me guilty of these things.”

Part of his manifesto includes the words:

I was a father to the needy, and I championed the cause of the stranger.

I broke the fangs of the unrighteous, and made them drop their prey from their teeth.

For refugees awaiting safe passage from torture, war, and despair, such words must seem as distant as the far side of the Mediterranean. Yet, they reflect the compassion and courage that created Humanitarian Corridors. They reflect the heart of all those who ask, “How can we be indifferent to their pain?”

Discussion/Reflection:

  • A verse from the Talmud says, “Whoever saves one life saves the world entire.” How does this quote relate to the refugee situation? …to indifference?
  • The Italian Christians who banded together to create Humanitarian Corridors were from the Community of Sant Egidio (a lay Catholic association), the Federation of Protestant Churches in Italy (FCEI), and the Waldensian and Methodist Church in Italy. Why is it so significant that this was an ecumenical effort? What might happen where you live if Christians worked together?

Action:

Prayer: Save me from the soothing sin of the empty cultic deed

and the pious, babbling din of the claimed but unlived creed.

Let my actions, Lord, express what my tongue and lips profess.

From the hymn, “As a Chalice,” by Thomas Troeger, 1984

I Remember You

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Story:

Putting flowers on a loved one’s grave is one way to say, “I love you. I miss you. I remember you.”

Francesco Piobbichi’s drawing gives us a brief glimpse into a young boy’s grief. The boy stands at the edge of the Mediterranean Sea, which has become a mass grave for over 35,000 refugees in the last decade. The statistic is staggering, yet this glimpse into one young boy’s grief has the power to move us in ways that statistics do not. It makes us wonder who he lost—who he misses—who he remembers. And it may even make us wonder, “What can I do to help?”

Francesco Piobbichi is a relief worker with Mediterranean Hope—and organization that seeks to save and welcome refugees trying to make their way across the Mediterranean. One of the ways Piobbichi has answered the question, “What can I do to help?” is by reminding us that each statistic has a story. He describes it this way: “My drawings tell a story that otherwise would be consigned to the oblivion of the sea” (Drawings from the Border, p. vi).

Bible Reading: Psalm 72:12-14 (NRSV)

Psalm 72 is a prayer. In fact, it may be a prayer written by King David for his son and successor, Solomon. Yet, the author of the prayer is not as remarkable as its values. Verses 12-14 cut straight to the heart what makes a good ruler. They may not be what we expect.

For he delivers the needy when they call, the poor and those who have no helper.

He has pity on the weak and the needy, and saves the lives of the needy.

From oppression and violence he redeems their life;

And precious is their blood in his sight.

Mahatma Ghandi once observed that, “A nation’s greatness is measured by how it treats its weakest members.” Psalm 72 seems to have a similar score card for political leaders.

In the caption for his drawing of the young boy with the flowers, Francesco Piobbichi suggests that we place a flower “for all the victims of this barbed sea made murderous by the selfishness of [human beings], from the hunger [for] profit that upsets the world…a flower for every innocent victim of this war of the rich against the poor” (Drawings from the Border, p. 55).

Discussion/Reflection:

  • How would you grade your leaders against the rubric of Psalm 72? Why?
  • Why is it so hard to respond to a statistic like the one cited in the story above? Was the 35,000 number a surprise to you?
  • How do you respond to Piobbichi’s words about selfishness, profit, and “this war of the rich against the poor”?

 Action:

Prayer: Help us to hold our leaders accountable, O God.  Give us the courage to imagine the stories behind the statistics.

Freedom

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Story:

At first glance we see only the boy with the ball. He could be the kid down the block. We smile at his exuberance. We marvel at his skill. We worry for his safety, since he seems more intent on scoring a goal than on landing well.

But then we look more closely. The “net” is made of barbed wire. And why is he suspended over the waves? Look more closely still. The waves, the sky, and even the sunset are filled with barbed wire. What kind of a game is this?

It is not a game at all. This is a heroic attempt to break free from oppression, poverty, and war. This is a beautiful child who is willing to risk everything for a new life. The barbed wire is the border that binds his future and scars his soul.

Maybe that’s why Francesco Piobbichi calls this drawing, “Kick the Fear.” Here is what he says about his drawings in general:

My drawings are conceived and end in a matter of minutes [using] vivid colors that

give hope mixed with the pain they recount. The colors, scrawled onto the page,

swirl as in the vortex of a storm; they almost tear the paper on which they are drawn.

My drawings reveal the hatred that surrounds the migrants and the barbed wire that

sticks in their skin, barriers so oppressive that the migrants will always live with it

wherever they go. My drawings are an act of love for humanity—I would consider

them emblems of justice and freedom (Drawings from the Border, p. vi).

Bible Reading: Isaiah 61:1 (NRSV)

The “Suffering Servant” of Isaiah’s prophecy announces good news to the people imprisoned in Babylon:

The spirit of the Lord God is upon me, because the Lord has anointed me;

he has sent me to bring good news to the oppressed, to bind up the brokenhearted,

to proclaim liberty to the captives, and release to the prisoners.

The messenger may have been new, but the message was not. This was the theme-song of the exodus, after all. And if we trace the trajectory into the New Testament, we can hear the Suffering Servant singing the same song there. Our God is a god who liberates captives and binds up the broken-hearted. Second verse, same as the first.

Once we learn the melody of God’s theme-song we begin to recognize it in all sorts of places. One of the places I hear it is in these stories from the border. It makes me want to join God in that liberating song.

Discussion/Reflection:

  • Where do you hear God’s liberating song? How might you join in?
  • Had you noticed the barbed wire in Piobbichi’s drawings? What does that image evoke for you? How might we be contributing to it?

 Action:

Prayer: We, created in your image, would a true reflection be of your justice, grace, and mercy and the truth that makes us free.