In the new episode of Fooling with Scripture, David and Leigh take a first look at the uses and abuses of scripture in the dystopian sci-fi novel The Handmaid's Tale, by Margaret Atwood, now a popular TV series on Hulu.
In this episode -- the first in a series -- we look at some of the basics, like where the name "Gilead" comes from and what a handmaid is. We also talk about the difference between descriptive and normative texts and how the texts hint at a God who gives voice to the voiceless.
We hope you'll follow along with this series, either by reading The Handmaid's Tale, watching the show on Hulu, or both!
We mention the spiritual "There is a Balm in Gilead." If you're not familiar with it, here's a beautiful rendition by Mahalia Jackson:
David mentions the reference to Gilead in Jeremiah 8; Leigh refers to a story in Numbers 32 and a passage in Hosea 6. You can find the story of Hagar, Sarah, and Abraham in Genesis 16. The passage about Rachel and Leah, which is read to set the stage for the horrific "Ceremony" in The Handmaid's Tale, is in Genesis 30.
If you're interested in reading more about some of the topics we raised in our discussion of the handmaids, we recommend Just a Sister Away by Renita Weems and The Red Tent by Anita Diamant.
As we mentioned, Leigh and I will be at the Wild Goose Festival in July. We'll be doing a live version of Fooling with Scripture on Friday, July 14 at 9am -- joined by the fabulous Pat Dupont -- and I'll also be giving a talk on mental health and mental illness with an awesome artist and theologian named Mary Button! You can join the fun by being part of our audience. In fact, we can help you out on that. Just go to www.WildGooseFestival.org, and use the code GOOSECAST17 when you buy your tickets and you’ll receive a whopping 25% off!
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Wednesday, May 31, 2017
Thursday, May 25, 2017
Fooling with the Ascension (Fooling with Scripture Podcast, Season 2, Episode 2)
Check out the second episode of Fooling with Scripture, Season 2, in which we take a look at the surprising messages behind the spectacular story of the Ascension!
You can find the story itself in the first chapter of the Book of Acts.
Like this podcast? Want to support it? Check out my Patreon page! Patrons have access to behind-the-scenes updates and cool bonus content.
Have a question, or a comment, or a scripture you'd like "fooled with"? You can email me!
Want to hear me speak at Wild Goose Festival this summer? Fooling with Scripture will be in the GooseCast tent at Wild Goose on Friday, July 14th at 9am. You can use the promo code GOOSECAST17 when you buy your tickets for a whopping 25%! And let me know if you need a place to stay, as Leigh and I still have some spaces in our house.
Ok, enough yammering. Here's the new podcast -- stay tuned next week to hear Leigh and I talk about scripture in The Handmaid's Tale!
You can find the story itself in the first chapter of the Book of Acts.
Like this podcast? Want to support it? Check out my Patreon page! Patrons have access to behind-the-scenes updates and cool bonus content.
Have a question, or a comment, or a scripture you'd like "fooled with"? You can email me!
Want to hear me speak at Wild Goose Festival this summer? Fooling with Scripture will be in the GooseCast tent at Wild Goose on Friday, July 14th at 9am. You can use the promo code GOOSECAST17 when you buy your tickets for a whopping 25%! And let me know if you need a place to stay, as Leigh and I still have some spaces in our house.
Ok, enough yammering. Here's the new podcast -- stay tuned next week to hear Leigh and I talk about scripture in The Handmaid's Tale!
Tuesday, May 16, 2017
Fooling with Scripture is back!
Thanks to Leigh for the new logo design! |
You might remember I posted back in March about a bit of a mental health break I was taking, which included not doing new episodes of the podcast for awhile.
Now we're back in action, so check out this new episode of Fooling with Scripture for updates and some thoughts on waiting on the Spirit!
And just to share some info and links about things I mention in the podcast:
-- I've completed a first draft of my book, Christ on the Psych Ward! The book will be available in Spring 2018 from Church Publishing Group. If you want to stay up to date on the book, check out my Patreon site -- and become a Patron to get sneak peaks and special offers!
-- Leigh and I will be at the Wild Goose Festival in July. I'll be doing a live version of Fooling with Scripture on Friday, July 14 at 10am, and I'll be giving a talk on mental health and mental illness with an awesome artist and theologian named Mary Button! And you can join the fun by being part of our audience. In fact, we can help you out on that. Just go to www.WildGooseFestival.org, and use the code GOOSECAST17 when you buy your tickets and you’ll receive a whopping 25% off!
-- And stay tuned for the next few episodes of Fooling with Scripture, in which Leigh and I will be looking at the various ways scripture is used and misused in the terrifying dystopian future depicted in the new Hulu adaptation of the Margaret Atwood novel The Handmaid's Tale!
Thursday, May 4, 2017
Grace is a Preexisting Condition
I don't want to write about Congress.
I don't to write about this latest horror show of a bill, a bill I won't call a "healthcare bill" because it is whatever the opposite of that is, a bill about not caring about people's health.
I don't want to write about the group of white men who just blithely voted to threaten my health coverage, while making sure to keep their own (taxpayer-funded, government-provided) coverage.
I don't want to write about the stunning hypocrisy -- frankly, that's too generous of a word, as hypocrisy requires some sort of consistently expressed set of values to violate -- of a party that's run on the image of "traditional family values," yet is just fine with defining sexual assault and domestic violence and postpartum depression as "preexisting conditions."
I don't want to write about any of that. It makes me sick, and other, more politically savvy people have already put out plenty of analysis.
What I want to write about is grace.
In 2011, when a doctor first told me that the awful experience I was having might be a mental illness, the diagnosis came as a relief. I am a person of words, a person whose purpose, whose vocation, has always been caught up in a love of words. I write stories, I sing songs, I preach sermons, I love theology -- theo logos, words about God. To hurt without words was, is, terrifying for me. Some people hate the label of a mental illness diagnosis, and I understand the resistance to a simple, narrow label. But me, I was relieved to have words.
There was, I know now, a naivete to my relief. I didn't know, then, that bipolar disorder constituted a "preexisting condition" which would allow insurance companies to categorically deny my applications for coverage. Over and over again.
Of course, my prior indifference to this reality was privilege, plain and simple. The maladies considered to be "preexisting conditions" were -- and are again -- Legion, and innumerable are those possessed of them. I was shielded from this particular thorn in the side until my mid-twenties; most Americans are not so lucky.
I had a brief respite from this under the Affordable Care Act -- which, simultaneously, expanded Medicaid enough so that I was eligible for coverage under it while still a student -- but Congressional Republicans, apparently lacking any real guiding set of values, any real compassion, and secure in their own tax-payer funded, government-provided health care coverage, could not let such a thing stand.
But I don't want to write about that.
I want to write about grace.
Grace is the welcoming, the reconciling, the transforming love of God.
Grace is a preexisting condition.
Grace is prior to what we do and what we say.
Before bipolar disorder. Before words -- words about politics, words about mental illness, words about me. Before me. Grace is.
Grace creates us, grace forms us, grace breathes life into us. Grace is the original intention, the creative and unitive force, that goes before...everything.
We are breathed, formed, by grace. Nothing to be done about that. But what we can do, what we are in fact quite stunningly capable of doing, is getting in the way of grace, restricting and blocking the channels by which divine love flows in and through us.
Here's some ways to do that:
We can refuse to listen to people who are sick and suffering, people struggling with cancer and with mental illness and with diabetes. That is a way to block grace.
We can refuse to listen to the stories of those who have been sexually assaulted, raped, abused. That is a way to block grace.
We can shut down our inherent capacity for empathy and connection, can see people as problems to be solved, sickness as personal failure, suffering as moral inferiority. That is a way to block grace.
But people are not problems. Sickness is not failure. Suffering is not immorality.
When we cut off grace -- when we purposely block the preexisting rhythms of creation and compassion -- that is a problem. That is a failure. That is immorality.
That is sin.
Grace is a preexisting condition. Choosing to hurt people, to reject people's story, to refuse care for people -- that's a choice. That's us. We do that.
But we don't have to. We could make different choices. We were made for love, for empathy, for connection, for the sharing of stories. That's what we were intended for.
Because grace came first.
Perhaps Congress should remember that. Perhaps they should remember that their actions will be weighed on a cosmic scale. But my faith isn't in Congress, that is for damn sure.
In the beginning, before words, there was the Word, and the Word was Love. Grace is a preexisting condition.
--
If you found this post to be helpful, or inspiring, or interesting, then you might want to know that I'm working on a book that touches on a lot of these themes. It's called Christ on the Psych Ward, and you can find out more about it and pre-order it by visiting this page.
I don't to write about this latest horror show of a bill, a bill I won't call a "healthcare bill" because it is whatever the opposite of that is, a bill about not caring about people's health.
I don't want to write about the group of white men who just blithely voted to threaten my health coverage, while making sure to keep their own (taxpayer-funded, government-provided) coverage.
I don't want to write about the stunning hypocrisy -- frankly, that's too generous of a word, as hypocrisy requires some sort of consistently expressed set of values to violate -- of a party that's run on the image of "traditional family values," yet is just fine with defining sexual assault and domestic violence and postpartum depression as "preexisting conditions."
I don't want to write about any of that. It makes me sick, and other, more politically savvy people have already put out plenty of analysis.
What I want to write about is grace.
In 2011, when a doctor first told me that the awful experience I was having might be a mental illness, the diagnosis came as a relief. I am a person of words, a person whose purpose, whose vocation, has always been caught up in a love of words. I write stories, I sing songs, I preach sermons, I love theology -- theo logos, words about God. To hurt without words was, is, terrifying for me. Some people hate the label of a mental illness diagnosis, and I understand the resistance to a simple, narrow label. But me, I was relieved to have words.
There was, I know now, a naivete to my relief. I didn't know, then, that bipolar disorder constituted a "preexisting condition" which would allow insurance companies to categorically deny my applications for coverage. Over and over again.
Or don't, I'm getting bored with it. |
Of course, my prior indifference to this reality was privilege, plain and simple. The maladies considered to be "preexisting conditions" were -- and are again -- Legion, and innumerable are those possessed of them. I was shielded from this particular thorn in the side until my mid-twenties; most Americans are not so lucky.
I had a brief respite from this under the Affordable Care Act -- which, simultaneously, expanded Medicaid enough so that I was eligible for coverage under it while still a student -- but Congressional Republicans, apparently lacking any real guiding set of values, any real compassion, and secure in their own tax-payer funded, government-provided health care coverage, could not let such a thing stand.
But I don't want to write about that.
I want to write about grace.
Grace is the welcoming, the reconciling, the transforming love of God.
Grace is a preexisting condition.
Grace is prior to what we do and what we say.
Before bipolar disorder. Before words -- words about politics, words about mental illness, words about me. Before me. Grace is.
Grace creates us, grace forms us, grace breathes life into us. Grace is the original intention, the creative and unitive force, that goes before...everything.
We are breathed, formed, by grace. Nothing to be done about that. But what we can do, what we are in fact quite stunningly capable of doing, is getting in the way of grace, restricting and blocking the channels by which divine love flows in and through us.
Here's some ways to do that:
We can refuse to listen to people who are sick and suffering, people struggling with cancer and with mental illness and with diabetes. That is a way to block grace.
We can refuse to listen to the stories of those who have been sexually assaulted, raped, abused. That is a way to block grace.
We can shut down our inherent capacity for empathy and connection, can see people as problems to be solved, sickness as personal failure, suffering as moral inferiority. That is a way to block grace.
But people are not problems. Sickness is not failure. Suffering is not immorality.
When we cut off grace -- when we purposely block the preexisting rhythms of creation and compassion -- that is a problem. That is a failure. That is immorality.
That is sin.
Grace is a preexisting condition. Choosing to hurt people, to reject people's story, to refuse care for people -- that's a choice. That's us. We do that.
But we don't have to. We could make different choices. We were made for love, for empathy, for connection, for the sharing of stories. That's what we were intended for.
Because grace came first.
Perhaps Congress should remember that. Perhaps they should remember that their actions will be weighed on a cosmic scale. But my faith isn't in Congress, that is for damn sure.
In the beginning, before words, there was the Word, and the Word was Love. Grace is a preexisting condition.
--
If you found this post to be helpful, or inspiring, or interesting, then you might want to know that I'm working on a book that touches on a lot of these themes. It's called Christ on the Psych Ward, and you can find out more about it and pre-order it by visiting this page.
Monday, May 1, 2017
A naked preview of my book in honor of May Day
Ah, the ol' alma mater |
May Day means different things to different people. For some, it's an international day of strikes and worker solidarity. For other's, it's a pagan celebration of spring. And for graduates of a little liberal arts college on the Eastern Shore of Maryland, the day will forever be associated with a whole lot of nudity.
Wikipedia's understated "May Day (Washington College)" page |
(It should be stated that this was not what beloved professor Bennett Lamond had in mind.)
So I figured, in honor of this May Day, that I would offer a preview of one of the chapters I'm working on for my book, Christ on the Psych Ward. The chapter is entitled "Who Told Us We Were Naked?" It explores what a really old story about nudity, and shame, and vulnerability might have to say to those of us with mental health struggles.
I first started messing with these ideas in a sermon I gave at American University a while back -- with direct reference to the nudity-infused May Day celebrations at my alma mater, Washington College. Later on, I picked up on some of the same themes in one of my seminary classes, which led to both an academic paper and a song. That academic paper, in turn, served as the basis for this chapter in my book -- I'm still working on smoothing some of the seminary-ese out of this thing and making it a bit more readable and accessible.
This chapter is definitely a work in progress, so I'd be interested in your thoughts! And so, without further ado, an excerpt from a draft chapter of Christ on the Psych Ward:
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For
centuries, Christian thought on the topic of sin has relied on a story that,
despite its prominent place in theology and popular culture, is really rather
odd. It involves a snake, and some fruit, and a God who is apparently in the
habit of taking evening strolls. I am speaking, of course, of Genesis 3, of the
man and the woman who eat the fruit that God told them not to. Biblical scholar
Susan Niditch notes that it is difficult to present fresh readings of this
text: “All too often readers come to Genesis weighed down by Augustine’s or
Milton’s interpretation of the story.”[1] Yet it’s exactly a fresh
reading of this text that is helpful in untying the threads of sin, shame, and
suffering, and which can perhaps lay the groundwork for a destigmatizing
theological understanding of mental health struggles.
In short, what if we were to read this strange
little story, not as a story about “Original Sin” or “The Fall,” but rather as
a story about the harmful effects of shame on our human need for connection and
belonging?
As it turns out, none of the Hebrew words that
are usually translated into English as “sin,” “transgression,” or “iniquity”
appear in the Genesis 3 account.[2] In other words, the text
in its original form, or as close to its original form as we can get, is oddly
devoid of the concept of “sin.” The
interrelated themes of nakedness and shame, on the other hand, play a central
role in the narrative.
“The man and his wife were both naked,” we are
told, “and were not ashamed” (Gen 2:25). The stage is set for us with a
depiction of two humans, innocent, unashamed, and most decidedly unclothed.
Then things get weird, and it all starts with a
pun.
The Hebrew connection between the last verse of
Genesis 2 and the first verse of Genesis 3 is obscured by most English
translations. [3] The Inclusive Bible attempts to capture the segue: “Now, the woman and the man were both naked, though they were not
ashamed. But the snake was even more
naked: the most cunning of all the animals that YHWH had made.”[4] The nudity of the humans
is correlated to their lack of shame. The snake, on the other hand, is “even more
naked.” Literally, the humans are “smooth,” but the snake is “smoother.”
Pretty
smooth, right?
By setting the story up this way,
the ancient narrators center nakedness as a key component of the story.
Whatever is about to happen next, it’s going to have something to do with
nudity and shame. In fact, this story establishes shame as an early, repeated
motif in the Hebrew Bible.[5]
As previously mentioned, Brené Brown’s
definition of shame is an intense fear of disconnection, “the fear that
something we’ve done or failed to do, an ideal that we’ve not lived up to, or a
goal that we’ve not accomplished makes us unworthy of connection….Shame is the
intensely personal feeling or experience of believing that we are flawed and
therefore unworthy of love and belonging.”[6] Denise Dombkowski Hopkins
and Michael Koppel echo this definition when they note that “Shame can
be…negative in that it makes us feel deficient, flawed, and inferior – in
short, not ‘good enough.’”[7] They also state that shame
“can be positive by helping us to maintain boundaries for appropriate
behavior.”[8] To differentiate these
positive and negative aspects, Brown employs different terminology, using the
term “guilt” to refer to the positive, behavior-influencing aspect and “shame”
to refer to the negative, deficiency aspect.[9] Guilt, according to Brown,
means I did something bad; shame means I am bad.[10]
If the nakedness of the woman and the man is
linked to their being without shame, and we understand shame not as the feeling
that I have done something wrong but rather that I am somehow deficient or
fundamentally flawed, then the character of the “even more naked” snake takes
on a different dimension. Rather than the tempter of traditional
interpretation, the snake is the voice of shame which points out deficiency: “God knows that when you eat of it your
eyes will be opened, and you will be like God, knowing good and evil” (v.5). Once
naked and unashamed, the woman now has a sense of lacking in something,
something that could be gained by eating the fruit of the tree. Brown calls
this the “shame-based fear of being ordinary.”[11]
Interestingly, she notes that when humans experience shame, “we are almost
always hijacked by the limbic system…that primitive fight-or-flight part of our
brain.”[12]
The snake, then, stands in as an expression of the “reptilian brain” that tends
to dominate our responses to shame.[13]
Once the man and the woman have eaten from the
fruit of the tree, the first thing they notice is their own nakedness, and
their first act is to cover themselves (v.7).
No longer oblivious to their nakedness, the human beings are also no
longer unashamed. When they hear God taking a daily stroll through the garden,
they hide. At which point, of course, God finds them and condemns them for
their disobedience.
Right?
Well…not exactly.
God’s first words
to the humans are not a condemnation, but a question: “Where are you?” (v.9).
This open question gives the humans the ability to take responsibility for
their actions or to share their feelings. Throughout the Hebrew Bible, humans
have a particular response to being addressed by God. The word hineini, which means, “Here I am,” is
uttered by priests, prophets, and patriarchs when God speaks their name. Responding
with hineini can indicate “the
ability to be present for and receptive to the other (Gen. 27:18), the
readiness to act on behalf of another (Gen. 27:1), or the willingness to
sacrifice for someone or something higher (Gen. 37:13).”[14]
But the man in the garden does not say “Hineini.”[15] Instead,
his answer centers around the realization of nudity and fear – a newfound sense
of what Brown calls “excruciating vulnerability.”[16]
If the motif of
nudity-shame is central to the story, than God’s next question – “Who told you
that you were naked?” – takes on an importance that is often eclipsed, in more
traditional readings, by the question that follows (v.11). We can reimagine
this encounter, not as one between an angry father and disobedient children,
but with the voice of God’s heartbreak over the damage shame causes. “Who told
you,” God’s voice shakes, “that you were anything but beautiful and good?” The
question, “Who told us that we were naked?” is of vital importance. What are
the voices that tell us that we are lacking, that we are deficient, or that we
should be ashamed and afraid?
Jan Richardson,
pastor, theologian, and artist, tells a story which to me perfectly sums up the
primordial voice which whispers to us of our nakedness:
In one of my
earliest memories, I am perhaps five years old. I am standing in my parents’
bedroom with a stack of my artwork. Drawings in pencil and crayon, paintings in
tempera and watercolor and finger paint: these are the pieces that my mother
has gathered up and saved. The entire collection. And I am systematically
tearing up each one. The most vivid part of the memory is when my mother walks
in. I have made it nearly to the bottom of the stack by this point. Horrified
to see the pile of shredded paper, she asks me why I have done this. “Because
they weren’t any good!” I tell her, amazed that she can’t see this for herself.
I don’t know where I got this idea; it didn’t originate at home, where my
family valued and supported creativity. Call it a precocious inner critic.[17]
“A precocious inner critic,” is what Richardson calls this
voice, which by she says did not come from critical parents or teachers. There
is a primal tendency we inherit as humans that predisposes us toward this “They
weren’t any good.” It’s the whisper of the snake – though the snake in the
story is clever, smooth, naked enough to disguise the message, selling it as
“You could be like God.” Why settle, then, for just being loved?
Of course, our lives are full
of external forces that amplify this voice, from advertisements, to hierarchical
power structures, to concrete experiences of shame. Brené Brown reports that in
85% of the interviews she conducted in her research for Daring Greatly “the men and women we interviewed…could recall a
school incident from their childhood that was so shaming, it changed how they
thought of themselves as learners.”[18] These
early experiences of shame are particularly detrimental in the arena of
creativity: “[In] approximately half of those recollections….research
participants could point to a specific incident where they were told or shown
that they weren’t good writers, artists, musicians, dancers, or something
creative.”[19]
We are now
getting closer to a deep, rather than a shallow, view of the tangled
connections between sin, shame, separation, and mental illness. Mental illness
is not a sin. It is not the result of bad behavior or a lack of faith. But
mental illness is one of many things that can amplify or conduct the voice of
the snake, that primal voice of shame that whispers, “You are naked. You are
not truly loved. You are lacking in something. You are not enough.” This is a
shared human experience, but it is exacerbated, broken open, by the pain of
mental illness. If sin, at a deep level, is about alienation rather than simple
wrongdoing, then the suffering of mental illness can bring a person face to
face with the deep reality of sin in the world.
[1]
Susan Niditch, “Genesis,” in Women’s
Bible Commentary, 3rd edition, edited by Carol A. Newsom, Sharon
Hi. Ringe, and Jacqueline E. Lapsley (Louisville: Westminster John Knox, 2012),
31.
[2]
Barbara Brown Taylor, Speaking of Sin:
The Lost Language of Salvation (Boston: Cowley Publications, 2000), 47-49.
The three root words that Taylor explores are chatah, avah, and pasha: “But nowhere in this [Genesis 3]
story is the word “sin” mentioned, much less the phrase “original sin.”
[3]
Rober Alter, Genesis: Translation and
Commentary (New York: W.W. Norton and Co., 1996), 10-11.
[4] The Inclusive Bible: The First Egalitarian Translation,
The Quixote Center Collective (Lanham, MD: Sheed & Ward, 2007), 6. Emphasis
added.
[5] Denise Dombkowski
Hopkins and Michael S. Koppel, Grounded
in the Living Word: The Old Testament and Pastoral Care Practices (Grand
Rapids: Eerdmans, 2010), 42.
[6] Brown, Daring Greatly, 68-69.
[7] Hopkins and Koppel, Grounded in the Living Word, 41.
[8] Ibid.
[9] Brown, Daring Greatly, 71.
[10] Ibid.
[11] Brown, Daring Greatly, 22.
[12] Ibid., 76.
[13] Rachel Ternes, one of
the students I worked with at American University, informed me when I first
presented this idea that a, would like me to point out that the “reptilian
brain” is not actually synonymous with the limbic system, which is more
accurately paleomammalian; however, she has granted me absolution and the
permission to continue with my metaphorical wanderings.
[14] Hopkins and Koppel, Grounded in the Living Word, 46; with
reference to Norman J. Cohen, Hineini in
Our Lives: Learning How to Respond to Others through Fourteen Biblical Texts
and Personal Stories (Woodstock, VT: Jewish Lights Publishing, 2003).
[15] Interestingly enough, while up until this point the woman has
been the protagonist, it is now the man who answers God. The introduction of
shame into the story almost completely silences the woman, except for her later
participation in the “blame game”; and the later consequences of v.16ff
reinforce this patriarchal norm.
[16] Brown, Daring Greatly, 5.
[17] Jan
Richardson, “In the Presence of Angels,” 5 Sept 2010, available online: http://paintedprayerbook.com/author/janrichardson/page/22/
[18]
Brown, Daring Greatly, 189.
[19]
Ibid., 190.
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