Monday, January 30, 2012

Allo Darlin', Resurrection, and Change

And it’s been a long time since I’ve seen all my old friends, but I really love my new friends. It feels like I’ve known them a long while 
Sometimes I wonder if I’ve heard all the songs that’ll mean something”—Allo Darlin’ “Tallulah”

The word liminal is not usually on the tip of my tongue. But I feel it almost daily.

For the uninitiated, liminality refers to the threshold between two planes of existence. It’s the time of transition from one period to the next. It’s the space that is neither one place nor another. It is the dawn. It is the dusk. It’s not quite daylight or it’s quite night.

I first heard “Tallulah” at an Allo Darlin’ concert in October of 2010. While playing as a 4-piece popsmith extraordinaire, the band opened with a skeletal number. Elizabeth Darling stood alone on the short stage armed only with a ukulele and her voice. The next four minutes were a powerful witness to a liminal life, a life between stations. In “Tallulah” she chronicled the small joys of bumming around Europe with her new friends, yet feeling strangely nostalgic for a past slowly fading away. As she recalled these friends, she also remembered the power of music and its formative presence in her life. And now she cautiously wonders if this is it. Has she finally heard all the songs that will ever mean something to her life? For someone formed by the transforming power music, it was a bleak thought. The ambiguity of her old and new life threatened to tear her in two. But caught between nostalgia and optimism she was still strangely at peace with her present. Life was still pregnant with meaning.

In our liminal life, our past and our future are at odds. We can’t embrace our future without letting go of the past. But letting go of the past is letting go of your self.

Can this ambiguity be reconciled? Is there a way beyond this impasse?

To me, there is. In the resurrection of Jesus Christ, he takes this liminal existence of ours, embraces it and makes it his own. He transforms it, brings it together, and makes it whole. In his resurrection from the dead, Jesus is the first fruits of the resurrection of the dead (i.e. you and me, once we die). In his resurrection, we rise with him.

And what rises with him is our whole self—all our yesterdays, all our todays, and all our tomorrows. In the resurrection of the dead our liminality is resolved once and for all. Who we have been and who we will become come together in a resurrected whole.

If we examine our present experiences in light of who we are becoming we recognize that our future doesn’t destroy our past, if completes and fulfills it. In anticipating the rising of our whole self we’re able to see and embrace our past, present, and future as something brought together and restored by God. It constitutes our very personhood. We’re free to cherish the past, move bravely into the future, and live in the vitality of the present.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Eight Months of Silence

According to the date stamp, it’s been over eight months since I’ve updated this blog.

It’s been a rough year.

Shortly after that last post my wife’s grandmother died. While any death is hard, our world exploded Memorial Day weekend.

There are some phone calls you never want to receive. Phone calls that cut you off at the knees. Phone calls that shatter you to your core.

We received one of those phone calls.

On Friday, May 27th Lindsay’s beloved aunt was murdered by her soon to be ex-husband in a murder-suicide. They left behind two children.

I will not rehearse the details, but there’s no greater purpose to events like this.

God wasn’t teaching me some grand lesson. It wasn’t all according to his benevolent plan.

Nor will I blame God. God did not pull the trigger.

It was a point blank reminder that this world is full of darkness and I’ve spent most of the last year learning what it means to live again.

Shortly after we heard the news, Lindsay and I made a promise to ourselves: no matter what happens in our life, no matter what happened next we were going to choose life.

Choosing life is choosing God.

Choosing life is choosing a God on the side of justice, the weak, the marginalized, the oppressed, the downtrodden, and the weak.

Choosing life is recognizing that the good news of Jesus Christ is in fact good news. It’s the sort of good news where the unloved are loved. The suffering have a companion. The hurting have a healer.

In the Gospel of John, Jesus talks about giving life and life to the full. There’s a tension in that promise. While it points to a future fulfillment of a time of where Saint Paul says “God will be all in all”, it’s about life now. It’s about vitality. It’s about an unflinching hope in God's future--a future so powerful that it transforms the present. It’s about the kingdom. It’s an embrace of the world God created, loves, and saves. It’s looking suffering straight in the eyes and seeing a new and better way. It’s joining with God and kicking back at the darkness.