
Today is my first day back to work in over a week. Christalle and I spent most of last week together away on vacation and I’m proud to say that yes, we still have plenty to laugh and talk about outside of parenting! We returned Thursday night and immediately prepared for a long day on the 4th of July as we took the kids to Lake Tapps, WA. to spend the day with some friends. It was a great day.
I have thought long and hard about this post and really struggled with whether or not I should even write it. I know that some of my readers won’t agree (which is fine since I never started this for people to agree with me), some may be surprised, others excited.
I guess I’ll begin by saying this…I’m not sure what it means to be a patriot and with what I see in most of America, I’m not sure I want to be one.
Maybe a better way to express what I feel is…I no longer see how I can submit my life to being a disciple of Jesus and be much of a patriot. It seems to me that the gospel message of God’s Kingdom, and how Jesus called his followers out of EVERYTHING the Roman empire symbolized was what made his disciples and the early church world changers.
Those early revolutionaries lived by this central question…”how do I live more faithfully to God?”
Today, it’s obvious that in America we have a faith that rarely wants to live with that question. Instead, we live our faith by this…”how can I make America more Christian?” In other words…we want Jesus, but we want our comfortable American lives too. We want to make more money, own more stuff, have bigger business, and bring our faith into all of it.
I like what Shane Claiborne says…”we just want Jesus to be a good American.”
This is my battle. Allowing Jesus to be Lord over my life, while giving up all sense of entitlement and love for American empire. Seems almost impossible at times. Maybe if America persecuted the church the way Rome did, we’d all find ourselves disgusted by all the temptations of our culture. But we have never known persecution…therefore, it’s almost impossible to know just how committed to Jesus these disciples were.
It seems that each year around the 4th of July I find myself in a bigger struggle. As a pastor, I know what took place in many of our churches as we “celebrated” America. Images of battle ships and jet planes crossed our screens…veterans were honored, not because of their sacrifice but because they killed the bad guys…enormous flags were draped across our stages, many of them covering the cross.
Please don’t get me wrong here…I am not anti-american. I am thankful for my freedoms and I do appreciate those (especially my friends) who have risked everything to make our world safer. But, I refuse to believe that celebrating war, or a 450 billion dollar military budget (next largest in the world is Russia at 70 billion), or a democracy where supposedly everyone is equal has anything to do with God or the church.
I think of what Justin the Martyr once said as he wrote about life as a follower of Jesus.
We who formerly treasured money and possessions more than anything else now hand over everything we have to a treasury for all and share it with everyone who needs it. We who formerly hated and murdered one another now live together and share the same table. We pray for our enemies and try to win those who hate us.
Maybe, rather than celebrating a giant flag as the symbol of power, money, and dominance we should next year get a smaller flag and then bring along side it an Iraqi and Afghan flag. Rather than thanking God for making us the biggest and best, we should ask God to help us love those who hate, and serve those who we tend to hurt.
Wouldn’t that be something…
Love and Peace.