The Wonder Report: February 19, 2021
A Livelier Sense of Need and Suffering
Happy Friday, friend!
Earlier this week, our area of central Indiana received a thick covering of snow. The official measurement was somewhere around 10 inches, though with the four or five inches already on the ground, and the three more inches we got later in the week, it feels more like two feet. And maybe even more so because we’ve waded through it in our boots, plowed through it in our all-wheel drive SUV, and lifted, carried, and dumped a fair amount of it with our shovels. However you measure it, there’s a lot of snow out there.
At some point early in the day on Monday, when the snow was still coming down pretty hard, I heard scraping in front of the house. I peeked out the window to find our neighbor Nate shoveling our sidewalk. Last week after another snow, Steve had shoveled theirs. Later in the day, I heard tires spinning. When I peeked outside again, a different neighbor’s car was stuck. Steve and I donned our boots and coats and headed to her driveway to help dig (and push) her out. There’s nothing like a good weather event to remind us how weak and needy we all are in the face of nature.
I was thinking of the way we depend on and share with our neighbors when I read Scott Russell Sanders’ essay called “Neighbors” from The Way of Imagination. He writes about the area of rural Ohio where he grew up, how neighbors were always helping each other out.
“Neighbors would loan tools, offer rides to town, share garden bounty, listen to happy news or sorrows, visit shut-ins, and swap work,” he writes. But he also sidesteps any romantic notions of neighborliness, recalling that “there were grumps and gossips among us, but no saints.” In fact, he said the reason his neighborhood functioned so well as a safety net for all who lived there was not because some were more equipped to do the helping than others, but that “people knew that sooner or later they would need a hand or a hug, a recipe or advice.”
“Knowing their own vulnerability, they had a livelier sense of what others needed or suffered.”
I love the words “livelier sense” here. They evoke the way of imagination that runs throughout Sanders’ book. How many times have we come to the side of a suffering friend or neighbor and said, “I can’t even imagine what you’re going through”? Of course that’s almost always better than telling someone, “I know exactly what you’re going through.” Those words often strip away the comfort we might otherwise have offered by making our friend’s suffering more about us. But what if instead of “I can’t imagine” or “I know exactly,” what if “knowing our own vulnerability” brought us into the quiet posture of “I can try to imagine,” that’s followed with empathy?
That’s how it went on Tuesday as we were shoveling the snow from our neighbor’s driveway. We could try to imagine what it would be like to be snowed in as a single mom with three kids. That’s why we went and helped. And then, as we were pushing her SUV out of the icy ruts and she told us that her dad had died recently, unexpectedly, we could try to imagine how helpless and lonely she felt.
“We were really close,” she said.
At midweek, with the ground still buried in snow, Steve and I marked each other’s foreheads with ashes, remembering once again that “we are but dust, and to dust we will return.” We’d gotten the zip-locked baggy of ashes mixed with frankincense during our in-person worship service on Sunday; our tiny church plant of around 20 meets masked and distanced in the borrowed youth room of another church’s building.
During our Ash Wednesday Zoom service, the priest reminded us that Lent shines a light on “the need which all Christians continually have to renew their repentance and faith.” And he invited us to spend the next few weeks in self-examination and repentance; prayer, fasting, and self-denial; and reading and meditating on God's holy Word.
As part of the liturgy, I read from Isaiah 58, a passage where God also invites his people into a season of fasting, but not in the usual ways, not as “a day to show off humility, to put on a pious long face and parade around solemnly in black” (Isa. 58:5, The Message). Rather, “This is the kind of fast day I’m after,” God says, “to break the chains of injustice, get rid of exploitation in the workplace, free the oppressed, cancel debts. What I’m interested in seeing you do is: sharing your food with the hungry, inviting the homeless poor into your homes, putting clothes on the shivering ill-clad, being available to your own families” (Isa. 58:6-7, The Message).
Later, when I wiped the gray crust from my forehead before bed, I thought about how this season of repentance sounds quite a lot like Sanders’ description of being a neighbor above. When we rightly assess ourselves through self-examination and repentance, we can humbly serve others through fasting and self-denial. And it doesn’t take too much imagination to see that Sanders’ statement about knowing our vulnerabilities and having a livelier sense of others’ needs is really just a fancy version of Jesus’ command to love our neighbors as ourselves.
How are you observing Lent this year?
Sometimes, I seem to complicate Lent, with elaborate readings and complicated fasts. And I’ve nearly done that again this year, with lots of rules about when and where I can do this and that. But for all the ways I overthink Lent, I’m also hoping that I can observe this season by making more space to hear from God: to pay attention when His words stand out to me, to believe Him when he points out a sin I need to deal with, and to obey him when he brings to mind a person who needs loving on. What about you?
Here’s the challenge: Read Isaiah 58 in a few different translations. (Biblegateway.com is a great tool for that.) Based on your reading, what do you think God might be inviting you to do differently this Lent?
This and That
Here are a few articles, essays, and more to give you hope, to make you think, to grow your faith, and as always, to help root you in love.
Considering the Trees on Ash Wednesday by Isaac S. Villegas for The Christian Century. I love the spiritual imagination of this post that uses the ashes of Lent’s beginning to remind us “that the material of our bodies is in solidarity with the rest of creation” and particularly the ways that “the palm ashes of the ritual affix us to cremated trees, our skin welcoming their remains into our bodies.” It reminds me of Paul’s teaching in Romans 8 that humans aren’t the only ones longing for redemption, that all of creation is groaning to be set free.
From the essay: “For now, during these brief years together with our neighbors in this habitat, we wear ashes on our foreheads once a year as a kind of prayer—to offer ourselves as a walking plea for the redemption of all creation.”
Lent Is a Time to Sing the Blues by Derek Sweatman for Christianity Today. I’d never thought about the ways this “music and sentiment that were born in the fields of American slavery” perfectly captures the pain, self-reflection, and longing of the Lenten season. So many of our worship songs are about hope and joy and resurrection, and come Easter, we’ll sing those with gusto (well, at least in our hearts. We still aren’t publicly singing in our little congregation because of COVID). But during this season, I can’t think of a better way to capture Lenten angst than with the grit and grind of the blues.
From the essay: “Allowing the nature of the blues to have a seat at the table of church life is good for the congregation. Reflective sadness has a place in the life of a congregation. There is ‘a time to mourn,’ said the writer of Ecclesiastes (3:4), and more than any other season, Lent gives the church dedicated space to sorrow together.”
Giving Up the Charade by Charity Singleton Craig for Fathom Magazine. I’m so glad for the timing of the publication of this piece because it fits well within this discussion of imagination, empathy, and love. Basically, it’s a examination of what it means to die to self, which is the high calling of believers as we seek to love others. But is there a way to have a “livelier sense” of our own needs as a way to enter into this vulnerable posture?
From the essay: “Throughout scripture, the call to love and sacrifice for others is never commanded in this language of self-erasure that Hauser employs. We don’t diminish ourselves to exalt others. Rather, as Jesus said, we are called to love our neighbors as we love ourselves.”
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