Friday, 23 January 2015

91. A Hunger that cannot be filled



I want you to spend a day, even you have done this before, humour me.  Take that day and be as pleasant and engaging as you can be.  For me, many days I have to fake my way through doing so.  But do it.  Pay attention to how people respond to you.  See how even those you don’t have direct contact with respond to you.  See how difficult or easy it is to navigate your day.  See how your mood is affected. 
          If you pray, earnestly pray for those around you.  The ugly guy with the bad teeth sitting opposite you on sky train? Thank God for him. The idiot that just cut you off as you are driving?  Pray asking that he find peace so that he doesn’t have to rush around.  For the cranky cashier?  That his day gets better.
          And if some total Nimrod, who was a mighty hunter, messes your day up?  Simply start over.  Don’t get campy with doing this.  So for the guy that cuts you off so that he can make the red light faster than you; don’t pray that his penis gets bigger so that he doesn’t feel like he has to compensate.  No. No. No. 
          When those ugly memories of when the boss embarrassed you, or something hurtful that has been said or done.  Pass by them, try not to dwell on them.  Or pray for the person at the centre of the memory.
          But for one day, as much as possible, be the most positive, friendly you that you can be.

          See what happens. 

One of the functions of each of these dynamics of power, or as I referred to them this week, the dynamics of influence, is that they elicit a response from you.  If I come up to you and coerce you into doing or acting a certain way, you will seek to do the same either to me or to others.  Generally, you will try to outdo what has been done to you, why?  There has been lost prestige, or hurt feelings, or an effort redress the damage done by the violence visited upon you.
          Thus, when we are told, An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, I do not see a recipe for justice.  As Ghandi said, “An eye for an eye, leaves everyone blind.”
          I see a limitation on vengeance.  If your neighbour has poked out one eye, then instead of wreaking havoc, you can poke out the eye of the offender.

Luke 6:27 – 31 “But to you who are listening I say: Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you, bless those who curse you, pray for those who mistreat you. If someone slaps you on one cheek, turn to them the other also. If someone takes your coat, do not withhold your shirt from them. Give to everyone who asks you, and if anyone takes what belongs to you, do not demand it back. Do to others as you would have them do to you.

The trouble with the hunger for violence that power over creates is that it is never satisfied.  One cannot hurt another enough, embarrass someone else enough, or make another person do enough things to sate that appetite.  And in the end all one does is seek to take it out on someone else. 
          Thus, we see many Christians becoming the antithesis of what, at least I believe, Christians are called to be.  This would be the effect of believing one better behave or one is sent to hell.  Yet, this doctrine is the one that I have seen otherwise wonderful people become enraged over.  When I suggest that our understanding of hell is skewed, I have seen my fellow Christians become unhinged.  How I dare I suggest that God does not want us to go to hell, and our interpretation of whatever scripture we use to prove out point is wrong?

"Kill them all, the Lord will recognise His own." - Arnaud-Amaury, the Cistercian abbot-commander of the Catholic forces of the siege at Beziers on July 22, 1209.  On that day approximately 7,000 people were killed because they were of the wrong religion.

It seems to me that Jesus had little interest in the concept of power over.  His teachings, an extremism of love and grace, call for us to relate to the world in ways opposite to what we see.  As I read scripture, I see a God with a deep desire not only to be involved in his creation, but for us to be the caretakers of each other; not a God just itching to send us all to hell.

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