Michele Minehart

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Year: 2016 (page 1 of 14)

God, CEO?

Many of our deepest theological inquiries revolve around the nature of God and God’s decision-making process. Why this and not that? Why me and not him? Why now and not then? Events of our lives transpire and we lack insight into the larger picture of what’s going on. Nice Christians remind us that “God’s plan” is bigger than our own lives (true), yet we’re often unsatisfied with the idea that terrible things can happen to good people, simply because God Said So.

These types of frustrations, of which I have experienced more than once, I believe come from an understanding of God as Other. God, the Boss Man. The CEO who has to make decisions for the sake of the company, and the individual employees may or may not like it.

When I was at a big(ger) workplace, we had a fantastic boss who everyone loved to love. He took us to Vegas our first year – paid for the tickets and the rooms and a smokin’ party. And then when the market fell apart, he had to make hard decisions. There were lean years.Benefits were taken away, hours were cut.  We still wanted to believe in this boss because we knew, at the core, he was a good boss and we worked for a good company. But life kinda sucked for a while and we were left to decide, “will my bossman take care of me in the end?” By the time I left, most of us were working hard for good reviews in anticipation of a decent year-end bonus, which is my understanding of most large workplace environments.

God as a CEO is a helpful way of understanding God Over Us. God as the One in control. This understanding is heavy throughout our scripture because God as King threads the narrative. Hierarchy was the structure of society – and often still is – and if our way of understanding God doesn’t fit unto our understanding of the world, it’s often not a helpful theology.

This line of thinking has largely dominated much of what I’ve experienced in religious life. Make the Boss happy and earn a great retirement.

I would like to propose: God is not only Over Us. God is also In Us and Through Us. God works outside the corner office.

I now work at a very small practice, working in multiple roles. Two individuals are the business “owners” and at times they have to make strategic decisions about the next steps. Yet no one in the office is working toward an annual review. There is not a boss-man to make happy as much as an ethos that permeates the practice. We all do our work, as varied as it might be, infused with the same intention. As the newer person, I’m often listening closely to their language and watching their actions, because that’s how I begin to fall into the rhythm.

Each phone call, lunch meeting and appointment carries the essence of the organization, not because the CEO printed it on a shirt, but because it taps into something that’s already within each of the individuals working here. Our workplace is a lot of “Yes! Do more of that!” with a “Have you tried…?” offered when needed.

Imagine God is also like that. God is not only Over Us, but God is With Us; Immanuel, the essence of this season.

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The Birthday of the World

The Birthday of the World

(as told by Rachel Naomi Remen to Krista Tippett in Becoming Wise)

In the beginning there was only the holy darkness, the Ein Sof, the source of life. In the course of history, at a moment in time, this world, the world of a thousand thousand things, emerged from the heart of the holy darkness as a great ray of light. And then, perhaps because this is a Jewish story, there was an accident, and the vessels containing the light of the world, the wholeness of the world, broke. The wholeness of the world, the light of the world, was scattered into a thousand thousand fragments of light. And they fell into all events and all people, where they remain deeply hidden until this very day.

Now… the whole human race is a response to this accident. We are here because we are born with the capacity to find the hidden light in all events and all people, to lift it up and make it visible once again and thereby to restore the innate wholeness of the world. It’s a very important story for our times. This task is called tikkun olam in Hebrew. It’s the restoration of the world.

And this is, of course, a collective task. It involves all people who have ever been born, all people presently alive, all people yet to be born. We are all healers of the world. That story opens a sense of possibility. It’s not about healing the world by making a huge difference. It’s about healing the world that touches you, that’s around you.

 

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Because They Hate Me

We keep a pretty firm rule of One Activity Per Kid around here. This year the girls narrowed it down to either dance or tumbling. Of course, one chose dance and the other chose tumbling. They happen on the same day, starting within a half an hour of each other, making my Mondays the most miserable, mini-van living day possible. I tell people, “Of course, they chose different things, because they hate me.”

When I say that, people will laugh, because I had just personalized something that had zero to do with me. The girls chose the activity they liked best. They did not say to one another, “Hey, let’s see how much time Mom can spend in a minivan just waiting on practices to begin and end!” This is clear to everyone. Even to me.

Yet, there’s a slice of worldview hidden in these dramatic phrases. This kind of humor is funny because there’s a sliver of truth brought to the surface and enlarged for all to see. I love great humorists for this reason – they can expose that which we cannot bear to talk about, making it bearable only with laughter alongside.

I’ve used the same phrase to describe the school system when it takes a professional day following a particular hairy weekend (Halloween, time change, holidays), leaving me to bear my children alone while my husband goes off to studentless work. “They decided to cancel school, because they hate me,” I laugh. It’s not true, but why is it so easy to believe it?

It’s actually an ancient framework of operating in the world. I may or may not have the hobby of reading cultural anthropology textbooks for fun (I know; I’m invited to all the best parties…) and I stumbled upon this idea that the ancient Mediterranean civilizations functioned using the concepts of honor and shame as their basic economy. Rich and poor were pretty much set conditions and while money was helpful and important, society didn’t operate from the numbers. Rather, they used honor as the currency. When you did something good, it brought you honor and honor upon your family, tribe and even nation. This is why we read so much about names and living under the name of someone  (God, King David, etc) – to be “under the name” of someone was to share in their honor, the means of mobility within culture. This is how you got to “be someone.”

In the same way our current monetary economy functions, honor was a limited good. In order to gain honor, it had to come from somewhere, specifically someone. To take a person’s honor was to shame him. So if you and I had an interaction and I came away as right, I walked away with some of your honor, and you were left with shame. Now, there were lots of rules about how this little economy worked – amendments about gender and class and who could heap shame on you and how this played out. Everything in the culture operated on this – it was how marriages were arranged, business deals closed -the basic fabric of society.

Quite literally, if misfortune came upon a household, it was believed that someone else was walking away with their good fortune. Shame had come upon them, so someone else must have taken their honor. This invisible, but critical, social good was limited, transient and shaped their lives.

As a 21st century reader, we can believe that’s an archaic and potentially even silly way of operating. Yet, we stumble into it all the time. The guy that just cut you off, the people arriving chronically late and setting your work day askew, the parent that won’t do what they’re asked: it’s easy to begin to believe that their actions come from a place of desiring to see your life worsen. We slip into this ancient pattern of “If my life is harder, someone else’s must be easier.” As if goodness is a scarce element we must horde for ourselves.

Friends, it’s simply not true. When it comes the economy of goodness, we get to make our own money. We manufacture it as much as we spend it and have an endless supply. Try it. Once you start in, I promise that you’ll be hooked. You’ll toss it around like confetti. When you start believing you can give goodness to anyone – an especially those who inconvenience you – without running out,  your life will improve significantly.

Walter Brueggeman writes that a big work of Jesus in this world was discrediting the myth of scarcity. The Kingdom of God which Jesus so often spoke of was a place of abundance growing from small amounts. When we start to actually live into those realities, you find how often Jesus was right. We do have enough – so much enough, we can give it away without fear that we’ll run out by losing it to someone else. There is always enough goodness if you choose to live into it.

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