I have been thinking a lot of our story. A post by Peter Eavis on the Not Religious Blog this morning was about this and got me obsessed. What drives us? What do we live for? Reading Leanne's post from Monday made me realize just how big of a story she has lived already! Being married, having twins, writing, and teaching full time, plus being Canadian, she already had my respect and admiration for her heroism. Finding out, now, just how much she has truly lived, has catapulted her into my "Legendary" category! She has been everywhere!
Look at the lives of most people. Because of choices made, many arbitrary at the time, they are doing something. They are filling some role. But are they fulfilled? Do they ever actually reach anything resembling the full potential of their calling and destiny? Statistics I've read (though I don't really know how they get these), say that more than 90% reach the end of their lives, without ever really reaching their potential or their destiny.
As I have worked on getting in touch with whom I was truly created to be, I have realized that I have settled for less. In my pursuit of health, I am more and more in touch with my potential. I am capable of much, much more than I have ever allowed myself to believe in the past. As we are running out of money, I am very tempted to go and do the dutiful, man-of-the-house thing of getting a practical 9-5 job, putting my writing on hold until "we are in a better place, financially". Does that sound familiar? Have you used that statement?
I have a resume that needs to be spiral bound. In order to continue to be a pastor, I have needed to work a number of different jobs to contribute to the family dinner table. "I've got to put food on the table!" is the mantra of almost every human being I know. It becomes a very convenient and non-threatening escape hatch. It protects us from intentionality in pursuing our dreams and potential. That way, we won't make blood, sweat, and tears sacrifices, possibly for years, only to realize at the end that our self-perception was a delusion of grandeur. I have found out who I really am, and I am unimpressed. That is our fear.
I can be truly great. I can do world-changing things for the Kingdom of God. I am afraid of taking the risk to try, only to find out I am wrong. I also don't enjoy living in the tension of being in over my head. Bumping into situations where I cannot confidently say, "I've got this." I want easy, effortless, and safe. I quote scriptures to myself like, "My yoke is easy, and my burden is light." See! Jesus doesn't want me to experience tension. Therefore, I won't, as an adult, go back to school to get my doctorate. I would have to face being wrong about some things. I would be challenged. I would be surrounded by people who are smarter than I am. I might find out I'm not as smart as I thought.
So, we play small. We stay in a conservative city with a very small-town mentality. A bigger city would eat us alive. Here, I can sell insurance during the day, drink beer in the evening, talk about the Packers, compare professional quarterbacks with how great I was back in the day, regale my friends with tales of my own exploits on the "ole gridiron" in high school (which remains, through my 40 years of life, the peak of my accomplishments), go home to watch some TV with the fam, and go up to the cabin on weekends. I wouldn't run into anyone smarter than I am on any day here. I never have to worry about being challenged and stretched. I subconsciously only choose people who are even less effective at achieving their potential to be my friends. The world I have created for myself has no tension. It is safe. It is simple. I've got this. It is a smaller story and rather uninspired, but it is my story.
Jesus came to give us life to the full. Why are we so scared to believe him? Why do we carry a gospel that is so small? John MacArthur, an influential pastor, recently blogged about, what he calls, the YRRs (the young, restless, and reformed). He says that there is never a reason for a pastor or minister to drink beer. If one does drink beer, one is obviously caving to the pressure of wanting to "be cool" and is compromising the gospel for the sake of catering to the secular culture at large. Now, I agree with MacArthur that if a pastor's motivation for drinking beer is to "be cool", "be hip", or to "fit in", then that's pretty lame. But, I love beer. Beer is yummy. I have a number of friends who are pastors and brew their own beer. I love trying different micro-brews. I started my church in a brewery, another thing that MacArthur finds to be insincere and sinful. Look, I am not really offended by, or defensive about, MacArthur's statements. Whatever. I started in a brewery, because a friend owns it and let us use it for free. I drink beer, because beer is a good, in and of itself. Also, I grew up Catholic, and we just didn't have the evangelical hang-ups. Again, none of that is the point.
When I hear a person make strong statements, with which I disagree, rather than just dismiss them out of hand, I like to see if I need to examine something in myself. So, rather than just dismissing MacArthur as a religious zealot and a legalistic idiot, I need to see what, in me, may need examining. My ultimate goal is obedience to Jesus. MacArthur's statement doesn't ring true to me, but there is a chance that this is so, because of my own rebellion, rather than an error on the part of MacArthur. So, I examine my own motives for starting a church in a brewery and for enjoying beer, which I stated above. Those don't seem sinful to me. OK, so maybe it's not the behavior, but what is behind it. At this point, I ask myself, "What is this person, with whom I disagree, trying to protect with these statements? What is the value behind the statement or behavior?"
In this case, MacArthur seems to be trying to protect the integrity of the gospel. Well, that's certainly a good thing, right? But then, we have to ask ourselves what is his interpretation of the gospel? Is what he is trying to protect something worth protecting? As I've often said, if something is truly true, it doesn't need defending or protection at all. It will stand on its own. Based on all that I have read by MacArthur, he seems to subscribe to a moralistic understanding of the gospel. This is the "larger story" for which he lives his life. This is called, in philosophical and theological terms, a metanarrative. A metanarrative is generally defined as the bigger-than-us story that gives us vision, purpose, and direction for our lives. It makes us. It defines us. It is our ultimate, transcendent, over-arching destiny that shapes our lives into the image of God for which we were created.
MacArthur's metanarrative seems to line up with evangelicalism as a whole. This is rhetoric we have heard from Tea Party Conservative politicians, from evangelists, from conservative neo-reformed pastors, and from Bible-and-gun-toting homeschoolers. This gospel can be summed up as this: "We were made good. Eve sinned and made Adam sin. So, we were now totally depraved and corrupt. God sent his son, Jesus, to die. He had nothing but hatred and wrath for us for our naughtyness. When we killed his son, that made him feel a lot better about us. We are still totally depraved. Women are the "totally depravest" (as much as you can have degrees of total depravity), because they started it. Now, however, God has nothing but wrath and hatred for us, until we say a special prayer. That prayer doesn't make God stop hating us. He is now willing to clean us up, not hate us quite as much, and let us go to heaven after we die. That special prayer is a pledge to be good. So, you are totally depraved, Jesus died, now, pray the prayer and stop sinning, so you can go to heaven after dying. That is what people in this school of thought seem to profess as their metanarrative.
This is not a metanarrative at all. It is an agenda. It is a creed or set of beliefs and principles. It may even be VERY strongly-held, but it is not metanarrative. How can that story shape me and define my life? "Behave"? Really? That's what Jesus gave His life for? Remember, a metanarrative has to be bigger than the person. It has to have the power to shape and drive the person. It is supposed to be a treasure in a field, that a person would sell absolutely everything in order to buy the field to get the treasure. Evangelicals have a small gospel. It is a small story. It has no value for shaping and defining our lives. It will get me nowhere near my destiny. A creature cannot be more powerful than the creator of that creature. It is always subject to the will of the creator, because it owes its very existence to the creator. In other words, this story of the gospel of sin management cannot be a metanarrative, because it is all created by people. A metanarrative has to come from beyond us, in order to be bigger than we are. Morality, politics, doctrine, rules, laws, principles, beliefs, and creeds are all human constructs.
A metanarrative also has to apply to all areas of life. When it doesn't, we suddenly have inconsistency and conflict. What if MacArthur met me in person, and he found out that I drink beer? Yet, I am completely devoted to following Jesus. I am not trying to be cool, I'm not young, restless, or reformed. I am a walking contradiction to the script that his story of morality and good behavior gives him. So, MacArthur now has to deal with his own inconsistencies and hypocrisy. He has surrounded himself with people who all agree with him and practice the same principles, values, and agenda. In other words, he has created a culture. Now, the expectation is that MacArthur will preach legalistic morality. He cannot do otherwise. He is stuck.
Let's imagine God visits him in a dream, showing him a large blanket coming down from heaven, filled with cans of Keystone Light. He hears the voice of God say, "Take and drink!" He can't do it. He has, in a very devoted and committed way, done exactly what his culture expected of him. So, in his zeal for protecting the integrity of his gospel, he has made himself larger than his own story. He is the creator of his own god, so that god cannot redirect him. Besides, he wouldn't accept the dream anyway, because he is conveniently a cessassionist. He doesn't believe that anyone can have a prophetic dream today. So, his small story has been built by him. "God hates beer. Stop drinking beer. Go to Heaven." That story, as a creation, cannot steer the creator. In this reality, MacArthur has effectively compromised the integrity of his gospel by caving to the whims of his own culture.
A metanarrative, while giving us a sense of values and convictions, has to also have the power to make us do otherwise. Without that power, it is simply an agenda or set of beliefs. Saul persecuted Christians, killing them out of a strong zeal for his faith. That's what drove him...until he was knocked off his ass by God. Then God changed his name to Paul, a man who no longer had an agenda and strong belief system. He now had a destiny, a purpose, and a larger story, not created by himself. It was given to him by God. Saul with an agenda became Paul with a metanarrative. Notice that it was God who gave that to him. He could not do it himself. Notice the name change. Our metanarrative is our identity. Our identity comes from God. When he became Paul, he no longer cared for his own life. He counted it all as loss for the sake of this larger story. Abram just wanted to get laid and have a kid. When he discovered the larger promises of God over his life, he became Abraham and began living a metanarrative. Jacob was a conniving little weasel, until he wrestled with God, received his unique blessing, and became Israel. Simon was a zealot who wanted to see the violent overthrow of the Romans, until suddenly he grasped the identity of this carpenter that he followed. Stripped of his agenda, he became Peter, the man with the metanarrative of being the rock-solid foundation of the global church.
This was not the story of sin management. It was the story of life to the full - of seeing the Glory of the Lord in the land of the living. It is the Gospel of the Kingdom come and coming. It is not dying and going to heaven. It is about Heaven coming down and transforming all reality. We have to prepare the way of the Lord. That is our destiny! Each of us were uniquely designed to take part in that. There is something that only you can do. No one else on the planet can accomplish it. It will require all of your resources, energy, skills, talents, and even your life. Unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains a grain of wheat. If it dies, it grows and bears a harvest 100 times its original potential. That means we have to die to our desire to remain safe. We have to die to our desire for comfort. We need a larger story that compels us to live in the tension. My yoke is easy and my burden is light becomes very real. Why? Because if it is a true metanarrative, we don't die grudgingly. The man who bought the field with the treasure did not grumble or complain about selling everything. It is all joy! It is a celebration! All of that stuff was in the way of him getting that treasure. He counted it all as loss for the sake of the treasure. Once we learn to embrace Jesus and die to the rest, we are transformed, not into people who behave themselves, but into people who are truly great. We live life to the full by living every moment in light of the Gospel of Jesus, by which we fulfill our destiny.
While writing this, I am listening to Ray Lamontagne and the Pariah Dogs. I love his music. He has a great song about wasting life by not risking and looking for a larger story. It's called "Old Before Your Time". I wanted to share the lyrics with you in closing:
Old Before Your Time lyrics by Ray Lamontagne And The Pariah Dogs
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List of Ray Lamontagne And The Pariah Dogs Lyrics
When I was a younger man lookin' for my pot of gold
Everywhere I turned the doors were closin'
It took every ounce of faith I had to keep on keepin' on
And still I felt like I was only losin'
I refused then like I do now to let anybody tie me down
And I lost a few good friends along the way
I was raised up poor and I wanted more
And maybe I'm a little too proud
In lookin' back I see a kid who was just
Afraid, hungry and old before his time
Through the years I've known my share of broken hearted fools
And those who couldn't choose a path worth taking
There's nothin' in the world so sad as talking to a man
Who never knew his life was his for making
Ain't it about time you realize? It's not worth keepin' score
You win some, you lose some and you let it go
What's the use of stacking on every failure another stone
Till you find you've spent your whole damn life
Building walls, lonely and old before your time
It took so long to see
That truth was all around me
Now the wren has gone to roost and the sky is turnin' gold
And like the sky my soul is also turnin'
Turnin' from the past, at last and all I've left behind
Could it be that I am finally learnin'?
Learnin' I'm deserving of love and the peaceful heart
I won't tear myself apart no more for tryin'
I'm tired of lyin' to myself, tryin' to buy what can't be bought
It's not livin' that you're doin' if it feels like dyin
Cryin, growin' old before your time
Cryin, growin' old before your time

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