Interesting TEDx presentation by Michael Dowd, author of Thank God for Evolution.

Genesis 50:15-21
Click here to listen to this sermon at fpcboonville.org
Excerpt from God Has A Dream
Dear Child of God, I am sorry to say that suffering is not optional. It seems to be part and parcel of the human condition, but suffering can either embitter or ennoble. Our suffering can become a spirituality of transformation when we understand that we have a role in God’s transfiguration of the world. And if we are to be true partners with God, we must learn to see with the eyes of God—that is, to see with the eyes of the heart and not just the eyes of the head. The eyes of the heart are not concerned with appearances but essences, as we cultivate these eyes we are able to learn from our suffering and to see the world with more loving, forgiving, humble, generous eyes.
I have to confess that I really get a kick out of those movies and TV shows whose plots are built around the premise that the everyday “normal” world we all inhabit is a hollow fantasy and the “real” world is way more intense and exciting than most people can imagine. I went to college in the late 90s and the movie that most exemplifies this idea for people my age is The Matrix, starring Keanu Reeves. In this movie, the “normal” world turns out to be a computer simulation used by evil robots who are trying to control the minds of the human race. The main character, a regular guy with a boring job in the beginning, turns out to be a hero with super-powers who is destined to save humanity from the robots.
Another example is the TV show Weeds. This show takes place in sunny, suburban California, where a soccer mom named Nancy is trying to make ends meet for herself and two kids. But the deep, dark secret is that Nancy is actually selling marijuana. The show follows Nancy as her life drifts farther and farther away from the world of PTA meetings and white picket fences and into the criminal underworld of gangsters and drug dealers.
What all of these movies and shows have in common is the idea that the “real” world is somehow darker and seedier than the “normal” world. Wesley Snipe says it like this in the movie Blade: “You better wake up. The world you live in is just a sugar-coated topping! There is another world beneath it – the real world. And if you wanna survive it, you better learn to pull the trigger!”
Sounds pretty intense, doesn’t it?
I think these stories tend appeal to people because they reflect, in a metaphorical way, the experience of disillusionment that everyone goes through in the process of growing up. When we were young, our parents tried to shelter us from the harsh realities of life. We do the same for our kids and grandkids. Are there any good parents who don’t worry about the amount of gratuitous sex and violence their kids see on TV? I doubt it. We instinctively want to protect our kids from being exposed to those realities too soon, even though we all know our kids will eventually see them anyway, in spite of our best efforts.
So, why do we try to shield them? Why, instead, do we bring them to church and enroll them in Sunday school where they can learn the stories of the Bible and the basic beliefs and values of our faith?
There are many out there who argue that we are simply trying to delay the inevitable. They would say that we are trying to keep our kids locked up in a fantasy world that’s “just a sugar-coated topping” in the words of Wesley Snipe. They would say that we parents are pining for our lost innocence and therefore trying to prevent that loss from happening to our kids. Afraid of reality, they say, we try to keep ourselves and our children imprisoned in a fantasy world where everything is fine and everyone is happy all the time.
Religion, according to these folks, is the ultimate enforcer of the fantasy world. Karl Marx, the philosopher who founded the idea of Communism, called religion “the opiate of the masses.” Faith in God, he said, was part of the fantasy world. The real world, according to Marx, was a struggle to the death between the haves and the have-nots. Religion, he said, was one of the tools that the haves used to keep the have-nots in line. Similarly, the philosopher Friedrich Nietzsche, who famously declared that “God is dead,” considered virtues like compassion and humility to be part of the morality of the weak. According to Nietzsche’s thinking, might makes right. The only real winner is the superman who rises above the masses and imposes his will upon his fellow human beings. Power, according to Nietzsche, is the only real morality. It should come as no surprise then, that Nietzsche’s number one fan in the twentieth century was a man named Adolf Hitler. Nazism was basically just Nietzsche’s philosophy in practice.
Both Marx and Nietzsche (the founders of Communism and Nazism, respectively), as materialist philosophers with a cynical edge, believed they had found the real world beneath the surface of everyday “normal” reality. Each one thought he possessed the secret knowledge that held the key to history. And you know what? They were right… to a point.
They were right in observing that the happy world of easy answers, black & white morality, and “happily ever after” fairy tale endings is ultimately a fantasy constructed by people who want to shield themselves and their kids from the harsh realities of real life. They were right in observing that many people use religion as a means of enforcing belief in the fantasy, threatening hellfire and damnation to those who question or doubt the fantasy’s validity. They were right in guessing that truly mature people are those who can face the darkness of reality and see this complicated world for what it really is. They were right in those things.
But they were also wrong. They were wrong insofar as they believed that they had fully sounded the depths of reality. They were wrong insofar as they presumed that this new level of consciousness they had uncovered was the final one. They were wrong, not because they went too far in their quest for the truth, but because they didn’t go far enough.
As a person of faith, I believe there is another level of reality, of which Marx and Nietzsche were apparently unaware. The existence of this level of reality can be neither proved nor disproved by philosophy. Reason can lead us only to the point of possibility, at which point each of us must then freely choose for ourselves what we will accept as the more probable truth.
The world I see beneath the so-called “real” world of harsh realities is characterized by the presence of justice and compassion. Hindus call this reality “Brahman.” The ancient Greeks called it “Logos.” Jews, Christians, and Muslims throughout history have traditionally identified this reality as personal and called it “Adonai,” “Allah,” or “God.”
God, so we say, is the one “from whom, through whom, and to whom” all things come. It is in God that “we live, move, and have our being.” For us, God is the mysterious “all in all” at the heart of the universe. And what is the character of this ultimate reality? We say that it is love. “God is love,” as it says in the Bible. How do we know this to be true? We don’t, in an absolute sense. We trust it to be true, however, because of what we have experienced in and through the person Jesus of Nazareth.
Looking at the life of Jesus, we experience something that Christians for millennia have chosen to accept as a revelation of God, the ultimate nature of reality. Because of Jesus, we choose to believe that God is love. We see it in the way that he drew our attention to flowers, birds, sunshine, and rain as evidence of God’s providential care. We hear it in the parables he told about the Good Samaritan and the Prodigal Son. We feel it in the way he touched the unclean lepers and welcomed outcast sinners to dine at his family table. Above all, we encounter it in the way that he died: forgiving his enemies and entrusting his spirit to God’s care. Because of this, we say, “This is love. This is ultimate reality. This is what God is like.” Because of this, the cross of Christ has become the central symbol of our faith. And, because of this, we refuse to believe that death can have the final word over such love, so we celebrate Easter, the central holiday of our faith. We tell stories of how, after Jesus’ death, some women came to his grave to pay their respects. Upon their arrival, they found the tomb empty and the stone rolled away. Then an angel suddenly appeared and asked them, “Why do you look for the living among the dead? He is not here. He is risen.”
Can we prove beyond a shadow of a doubt that these things actually happened? No. But we believe them to be true because the love we see in Jesus leads us to believe that “love is strong as death” and is the creative power that gave birth to the universe. The belief that “God is love” is the ultimate truth that “was from the beginning, that we have heard, that we have seen with our eyes, that we have looked at and touched with our hands” in the person of Jesus. We can’t prove any of this. The truth of it can’t be forced on anyone. It must be freely chosen.
We are free to choose whether we will confine Jesus and his message of love to the annals of history or see him as our living window into the ultimate nature of reality. This is what Desmond Tutu means when he talks to us about “seeing with the eyes of the heart” in this week’s chapter of God Has a Dream.
This new way of seeing, Tutu says, changes things. It changes the way we look at Jesus, the way we look at others, the way we look at ourselves, and the way we look at the world. Archbishop Tutu says:
Many people ask me what I have learned from all of the experiences in my life, and I say unhesitatingly: People are wonderful. It is true. People really are wonderful. This does not mean that people cannot be awful and do real evil. They can. Yet as you begin to see with the eyes of God, you start to realize that people’s anger and hatred and cruelty come from their own pain and suffering. As we begin to see their words and behavior as simply the acting out of their suffering, we can have compassion for them. We no longer feel attacked by them, and we can begin to see the light of God shining in them. And when we begin to look for the light of God in people, an incredible thing happens. We find it more and more in people—all people.
There is another story in the Bible of a person who was able to look past his own disillusionment and “see with the eyes of the heart.” I’m talking about the story of Joseph, from the Old Testament book of Genesis. Joseph, you may remember, was his father’s favorite son. This fact made his brothers green with envy to the point where they faked his death and sold him into slavery. Later on, Joseph was falsely accused of rape by his boss’ wife and ten thrown into prison to rot. Much later, after a few providential run-ins with royal officials, Joseph was freed from prison and appointed to what we might call the Vice Presidency of Egypt. It was at this point in the story, in the midst of a severe famine, that Joseph’s brothers show up again, this time groveling and begging for food, not realizing who they were talking to. This would have been the perfect opportunity for revenge. No one would have blamed him for holding a grudge, but that’s not what happened. In this story, after telling his brothers who he was, Joseph wept with them and forgave them. He said to them, “Even though you intended to do harm to me, God intended it for good”.
Joseph knew all about disillusionment. His fairy tale dreams were shattered at an early age. He was well aware that, beneath the world of his childhood dreams, reality was a lot more complicated. However, unlike Marx, Nietzsche, and the producers of those movies I mentioned, Joseph never stopped searching for that presence of justice and compassion at the heart of the universe. I think it’s pretty clear that he must have found, or at least glimpsed, what he was looking for. Somehow, he was able to look past the darkness and into the light beyond. This way of seeing with the eyes of the heart brought Joseph to the point where he was able to forgive those who had done such unforgivable things to him. He was even able to see the hand of providence at work at work in his circumstances, saying, “Even though you intended to do harm to me, God intended it for good.”
Desmond Tutu tells us the story of another modern-day Joseph who was able to overcome injustice and let it shape him for the better. He writes:
Nelson Mandela spent twenty-seven years in prison, eighteen of them on Robben Island breaking rocks into little rocks, a totally senseless task. The unrelenting brightness of the light reflected off the white stone damaged his eyes so that now when you have your picture taken with him, you will be asked not to use a flash. Many people say, “What a waste! Wouldn’t it have been better if Nelson Mandela had come out earlier? Look at all the things he would have accomplished.”
Those ghastly, suffering-filled twenty-seven years actually were not a waste. It may seem so in a sense, but when Nelson Mandela went to jail he was angry. He was a young man who was understandably very upset at the miscarriage of justice in South Africa. He and his colleagues were being sentenced because they were standing up for what seemed so obvious. They were demanding the rights that in other countries were claimed to be inalienable. At the time, he was very forthright and belligerent, as he should have been, leading the armed wing of the African National Congress, but he mellowed in jail. He began to discover depths of resilience and spiritual attributes that he would not have known he had. And in particular I think he learned to appreciate the foibles and weaknesses of others and to be able to be gentle and compassionate toward others even in their awfulness. So the suffering transformed him because he allowed it to ennoble him. He could never have become the political and moral leader he became had it not been for the suffering he experienced on Robben Island.
All of us are bound to become disillusioned in the process of growing up. That much is inevitable. What is not inevitable is how we will respond to our disillusionment. Will you halt your search for truth with those cynics who say “God is dead” and “might makes right”? Or will you continue to follow the living Christ ever deeper into the heart of reality where you can experience firsthand the love of God giving birth to the universe?
My prayer is that we would all choose to see with the eyes of the heart, that we would all come to know this eternal love for ourselves, and that we would all be forever transformed by that experience.
Here’s a link to an article I found on Huffington Post:
Missouri To Vote On Prayer Amendment 2 Known As ‘Right To Pray’
I am a firm believer in the separation of church & state. However, I wonder if it might not be more profitable to challenge this law in ways that are more creative than your average lawsuit?
This amendment is obviously the brain-child of Christian fundamentalists trying to assert their dominance over society.
So, imagine what it would be like if state legislation sessions began with a tribal shaman blessing the four directions and smudging the delegates? How would it change the flow of public debate if committee meetings began with five minutes of guided Zazen meditation? Can you imagine a room full of Missouri politicians bowing in reverence toward Mecca?
Of course, they’d never go for it (thus revealing the inherent problem with this amendment), but the idea certainly creates intriguing mental images.

Those who know me already know where I stand and why. No need to rehash that here and now. Nor do I wish to dignify this week’s mutual posturing exercises with any sort of direct response.
If you’re reading this and, like me, you identify yourself as a Christian and you care about your religious values being known and respected in this country, I recommend that you follow in the footsteps of your Lord and Savior and do the kinds of things that Jesus did. The folks at your local food bank, rescue mission, soup kitchen, or homeless shelter are desperate for donations and volunteers. As Jesus told his followers in the Sermon on the Mount, “Let your light shine before all people, that they might see your good deeds and praise your Father in heaven.” Help your church become known for these kinds of good works and your actions will speak volumes to the world about the sincerity of your faith and the depth of your convictions. I guarantee that it will leave a far more lasting and fruitful testimony for Christ than standing in line for fried chicken.
If you’re reading this and, like me, you care passionately about equal rights for lesbian, gay, bisexual, and transgendered people, I recommend that you get involved with the Gay-Straight Alliance (GSA) at your school or the local Parents & Friends of Lesbians And Gays (PFLAG) chapter in your community. If there aren’t any such organizations in your area, consider starting one. By all means, vote with your dollars and don’t patronize any establishment that troubles your conscience, but don’t think that the personal opinions of CEOs will be swayed by your non-participation. The truth is that they positively couldn’t give a rat’s posterior about your basic human dignity. Instead, focus your efforts of political change on achievable goals with tangible results. Donate to or volunteer for the Human Rights Campaign (HRC). Write to your elected officials and tell them that you care about marriage equality. Campaign and vote for candidates who support equality. Talk to your local school board about bullying. Educate your kids. Love your neighbor’s gay kid, especially if that kid isn’t getting much support from home. Knowing that you’re there and available to listen will make all the difference in the world. You might even save a life.
I firmly believe that things will get better, but before they do, we all need to do our part to make it happen.
When you’re lovers in a dangerous time,
sometimes you’re made to feel as if your love’s a crime,
but nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight.
Got to kick at the darkness till it bleeds daylight.-Bruce Cockburn
Dear Superfriends and Blogofans,
I crave your input (and no, that’s not meant to be a dirty joke). While it has been my joy to be the favorite Internet Heretic Superstar for a small following, I’ve lately begun to reflect on and reevaluate my place in the online world.
On the one hand, as my wife recently pointed out to me, this blog has come to occupy the same mental space that my old Community Chaplaincy used to occupy in my mind, heart, and time. It seems to be a place where fellow outcasts and like-minded spiritual explorers can find good news.
On the other hand, between the blogosphere and Facebook, I am daily finding someone or something that really sets my blood to boil. I’m finding it more and more difficult to maintain my own personal commitment to sanity and civility when it comes to religious and political dialogue. You might say that I’m steadily developing a case of road rage on the Information Superhighway.
I fear that the anonymity, isolation, and forced terseness of online social media is severely lowering the bar for effective public discourse in our society. To put it bluntly: we seem to be losing our ability to communicate.
Nowhere is this observed tendency more obvious to me than in my own psyche. My fuse is shorter and my patience thinner than they used to be. In my best moments, I am exhausted from having to be the bigger person while I bear witness to online behaviors that are, frankly, cruel and stupid. In my worst moments, I have participated in those same cruel and stupid behaviors. Either way, I’m sick of it.
So, I’m thinking that it might be time for me to take a break from blogging and Facebooking.
What I want to know from you, Superfriends and Blogofans, is this:
Does my online presence (on this blog or on Facebook) contribute significantly to my relationship with you? If I don’t know you personally, does it contribute meaningfully to your own personal growth?
If the answer to either of those questions is ‘Yes’, I would sincerely like to know. That way, I can make a better-informed decision about whether:
a. this exercise is worth continuing
or
b. it would be better for me to unplug from this online drain of human mental and moral capacities.
I want to hear your thoughts. Please leave them in the comments section.

My friend Chris Hoke, a corrections chaplain with Tierra Nueva in Washington state, was recently on NPR’s Snap Judgment, talking about isolation and contact in the penal system. This is totally worth 11 minutes of your time. Chris, Bob Ekblad, Nick & Elizabeth Turman-Bryant, and all the rest of the folks at Tierra Nueva have done a lot to shape who I am and what I do.
John 6:1-15
After this Jesus went to the other side of the Sea of Galilee, also called the Sea of Tiberias. A large crowd kept following him, because they saw the signs that he was doing for the sick. Jesus went up the mountain and sat down there with his disciples. Now the Passover, the festival of the Jews, was near.
When he looked up and saw a large crowd coming towards him, Jesus said to Philip, ‘Where are we to buy bread for these people to eat?’ He said this to test him, for he himself knew what he was going to do.
Philip answered him, ‘Six months’ wages would not buy enough bread for each of them to get a little.’
One of his disciples, Andrew, Simon Peter’s brother, said to him, ‘There is a boy here who has five barley loaves and two fish. But what are they among so many people?’
Jesus said, ‘Make the people sit down.’ Now there was a great deal of grass in the place; so they sat down, about five thousand in all. Then Jesus took the loaves, and when he had given thanks, he distributed them to those who were seated; so also the fish, as much as they wanted. When they were satisfied, he told his disciples, ‘Gather up the fragments left over, so that nothing may be lost.’ So they gathered them up, and from the fragments of the five barley loaves, left by those who had eaten, they filled twelve baskets.
When the people saw the sign that he had done, they began to say, ‘This is indeed the prophet who is to come into the world.’
When Jesus realized that they were about to come and take him by force to make him king, he withdrew again to the mountain by himself.
Excerpt from God Has a Dream
Dear Child of God, do you realize that God needs you? Do you realize that you are God’s partner? When there is someone hungry, God wants to perform the miracle of feeding that person. But it won’t any longer be through manna falling from heaven. Normally, more usually, God can do nothing until we provide God with the means, the bread and the fish, to feed the hungry. When a person is naked, God wants to perform the miracle of clothing that person, but it won’t be with a Carducci suit or Calvin Klein outfit falling from heaven. No, it will be because you and I, all of us, have agreed to be God’s fellow workers, providing God with the raw material for performing miracles.
There is a church in Rome with a statue of Christ without arms. When you ask why, you are told that it shows how God relies on us, His human partners, to do His work for Him. Without us, God has no eyes; without us, God has no ears; without us, God has no arms. God waits upon us, and relies on us.
A couple of weeks ago, I returned home one day to find my wife in tears, sitting on our living room sofa with our laptop open in front of her. Looking up, she said, “You’ve got to see this!” It was a YouTube video recorded in the Spanish city of Sabadell. For the first time ever, I wish we had a video screen in this church so I could show it to you instead of describing it. In this video, a man, dressed in a tuxedo and holding a large double bass, is standing out in the town plaza with an empty hat in front of him. After a moment, a little girl, probably about five years old, walks up and drops a few coins into the hat. The man with the bass immediately starts playing a tune. After a moment, a woman walks up behind him with a cello, sits down in a chair, and starts to play along with him. A moment later, a couple of violins and a bassoonist appear. By now we’ve begun to recognize the tune as the choral finale from Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, better known as The Ode to Joy. One by one, every few seconds, another musician emerges from the crowd and joins the growing orchestra. By the end, there is a full symphony with chorus in the plaza, belting out this most beautiful and memorable piece of music above the din of the crowds and traffic. The people who have gathered to listen are either singing along, dancing, weeping, or just standing there with their mouths hanging open.
What I love most about this video is how it reminds me of the story we just read from John’s gospel, where Jesus feeds the crowd of five thousand people with only a few loaves and fish. In that story, the loaves and fish came from a kid who had brought them along for his lunch. Just like the little girl in the video, this boy’s small offering triggered a pre-arranged event that transformed an ordinary moment into a miracle. All that was needed was one small gesture of generosity to set things in motion.
That is so like God.
People tend to have this idea about God as this all-powerful “sky wizard” who can do anything and everything. God just sits on a cloud all day, controlling every little thing that happens. For this kind of God, human free will is kind of an afterthought. In fact, it doesn’t even really matter at all. We’re all just pawns in a chess game to that kind of God. But that’s not the God we read about in this week’s Bible reading and it’s not the God that Desmond Tutu tells us about in this week’s chapter of God Has A Dream.
The God that Jesus reveals to us in this passage from John’s gospel is the God who actively invites human participation in the ongoing process of creation and redemption. This God makes a special point of going out of the way to include contributions from the members of society who matter the least (in the world’s eyes). The author of John’s gospel goes out of the way to mention that the loaves and fish used by Jesus came from a boy’s lunch. John’s gospel is the only one of the four that mentions this point. It’s no small detail.
Children, in the ancient world, were not typically the objects of affection that they are today. We tend to idealize childhood and give special attention to our kids, but in the ancient world, a child was just another mouth to feed until she or he was old enough to work. In that world, many children died before the age of five, so most parents would hesitate to get too attached to a child who they weren’t sure would survive. That’s why it’s such a big deal that Jesus was the kind of person who went out of his way to bless children and value their presence, like he did in today’s gospel reading. Jesus was probably one of the only adults to do so in his society. To everyone else, children were nothing but a nuisance, but Jesus saw them for the human beings that they are. That’s why, on another occasion, he made a special point of welcoming children and blessing them when his disciples were trying to send them away. It must have blown their minds the first time Jesus held up a child as the role model for pure faith!
The God who Jesus reveals is a God who works with us, in us, and through us. And, by us, I mean all of us, from the greatest to the least. This God is not some distant “sky wizard” who treats people like chess pieces. This God sees human beings as partners. This is what Desmond Tutu calls us in his book. You and I are “God’s partners”. He goes even further to call us “God carriers”. He says: “In the Christian point of view, our God is one who took our human nature… You don’t have to go around looking for God. You don’t have to say, “Where is God?” Everyone around you—that is God.”
Personally, I like that idea of us being “God carriers”. It kind of makes God look like a virus that spreads from person to person until the whole world is infected. That might not sound very pleasant at first, but imagine a kind of virus that, instead of making you sick, makes you healthier. Imagine a virus that gives life instead of taking it. A virus is the smallest kind of life form that transforms its host from the inside out. It gets passed around through little moments of contact, like a touch or a kiss. Pretty soon, it takes over the world.
Isn’t that what God is like? That’s what Jesus was getting at when he said, “The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that someone took and sowed in his field; it is the smallest of all the seeds, but when it has grown it is the greatest of shrubs and becomes a tree, so that the birds of the air come and make nests in its branches.” A little later, Jesus made the same point again: “The kingdom of heaven is like yeast that a woman took and mixed in with three measures of flour until all of it was leavened.” In both of these parables, something small and insignificant grows and grows until it transforms its environment from the inside out. That’s how God works in the world. God does not impose God’s will on the world by coercion from the outside. No, God brings about God’s will in the world by persuasion from the inside. Do you get the difference? It’s subtle but important. Coercion forces another person to do what you want. Persuasion invites another person to join you. Coercion takes away a person’s freedom. Persuasion respects freedom. Coercion changes only the outward circumstances. Persuasion changes the heart. Our God, the God of Jesus and Desmond Tutu, works from within. God is transforming the world from the inside out and we, you and I, are all invited to be God’s partners in this project.
God is a virus. And you and I? We’re carriers. Our job is to spread the God virus until the whole world is infected. Every little moment of contact, every good deed, every gesture of compassion, every random act of kindness, and every senseless act of beauty, no matter how small or unnoticed: each of these contributes to God’s ongoing vision of changing the world from the inside out. You are all “God carriers.” You are all God’s partners.
I want to invite you to go out into the world this morning like the little boy from our gospel reading or the little girl from that YouTube video. Go out with your little offering, your loaves and fish or your pocket change, and offer that up in the full and conscious faith that your little gift is really part of God’s big idea, God’s dream. Know that you, in your small and intentional acts of kindness, are offering up to God the raw materials out of which miracles are made. You might never know what kind of impact your life will have, but, like a small stone dropped into a large pond, the effects of your actions will become ripples that eventually reach to the farthest shore of eternity. No life is insignificant and no person is without dignity for we are all God’s partners in the task of transforming the world from the inside out.
For those who enjoyed the Mr. Rogers song, here’s another by the same creators over at PBS. This time, we’re grooving to Bob Ross!

Reblogged from the Stillspeaking devotional published by the United Church of Christ.