Tough Love 2

(Grabbing some rest in Jaipur, India)

This post begins with a poem I’ve published previously but I’ve reworked it and here it is in a revised form. It sets the scene for the rest of the post.

Tough Love 2

Madness swells and seeps under doors.

The darkness in each of us seeks out its own.

We are blind mice

feeling for the exit

in a warehouse stalked by cats.


The anger of a thousand stolen childhoods,

shames inaction and smashes every excuse

for child sexual abuse.

Aromas of respectability become the stink

of yesterday’s household garbage.

Exposed and stripped of defence,

failed shepherds

spread their hands

and evade responsibility.


Transitioned into care,

yesterday’s people outlive their usefulness.

Independence reigned in to a choke hold.

Dignity denied them by others’ decisions;

all legal, sensible, faux compassion.

The children who consign them there,

confirm their own decline

in turn and in time.


A termination

on the strength of a prenatal scan.

Imperfect parents will try another time

for a perfect child.

This one flawed;

airbrushed out of a family’s history.

Binned as biological waste;

the child spared, at least,

the obscenity of parents like these.


Fragments of a hundred butchered innocents

lie on a hot black road;

litter left by soldiers of Allah.

An unfinished jigsaw of heads and limbs

sorted and ripped by beaks and talons.

Forget love and kindness.

Cruelty and violence are the price

of entry to paradise.

Who’d have thought?



love is not set aside for the greater good,

explained away by self interest,

dishonoured through selfishness,

or perverted by pustulant ideology.



people can be

who they were created to be.



“Somewhere love is not set aside . . .

This is an article of faith for me and my reason for writing this post. Somewhere there is a place where love is not set aside in favour of chasing other goals. A place where people can be safe and free to be who they were meant to be. I understand that place to be the kingdom of heaven; not a place in the sky with clouds and harps, but the kingdom of heaven right here, as Jesus described it.

I seek that place, and I’m committed to doing what I can to help the world be such a place. It’s not there yet. Not even close. The world continues to be a place where evil roams free, even as patches of light and hope shine through, giving hints of what might be possible.

(Friday afternoon drinks. A small patch of light and hope in the world.)

What sort of world do we live in?

The worlds of our parents and grandparents are gone, and to be honest, they were no more idyllic than ours is, just quite different. We would have to look hard now to find any of the things they would have seen as givens. Automatic respect for authority figures; heterosexual marriage and mother-father families being the norm; Sunday observance; social sanctions attached to divorce, and promiscuity, to list just a few.

In our world authority figures do not receive automatic respect. Their decisions and pronouncements are challenged routinely and defied openly. Marriage is no longer exclusively heterosexual, and marriage itself shares the stage with a variety of arrangements of varying formality. The term ‘partner’ is used in preference to ‘spouse’.

Social sanctions are now applied for totally different reasons than they used to be. Divorce remains an unpleasant, damaging experience, but no longer carries the social and legal sanctions it once had. Promiscuity is now celebrated and assumed to be the norm, although some interesting ethical acrobatics are needed to avoid being caught up on the wrong side of ideology (#metoo).

Not that such changes are all regretable. Easy divorce has had an upside for some people trapped in intolerable circumstances, but the proliferation of divorce has shaken families and weakened our culture. We like our Sundays the way they are. Not so much days of rest anymore, but still we enjoy them.

Promiscuity? We are saturated with messages, overt and subtle, that a promiscuous lifestyle is normal and desirable. Does experience tell us that promiscuity leads anywhere beneficial, or that widespread promiscuity is something any society can be proud of? Seriously

While some of us view these changes with some sadness, many more celebrate what we see as the overthrow of oppressive structures and traditions. Some of us are in both camps. We see the dishonesty, the hypocrisy and the injustice threaded through the institutions of earlier generations. We also see and give credit for the stability and the meaning they gave to people’s lives.

Turning our faces away from traditional values, we might have believed that by doing so we would be free to live more honest, moral lives.

Is that what’s happened?

Convincing ourselves more enlightened than our forebears, embracing our whims and preferences as the guiding moral compass for our lives, we have put ourselves at the centre of everything.

How’s that going for us? Sweetness and light is it?

Lest you think you smell sanctimony, I have more than enough to regret and be ashamed of. I listened to the whispered silky justifications, I was seduced by the promise that it was all about me. As long as I wasn’t hurting anyone, I should have been free to do what I liked. I had no right to judge anyone anyway. After all, aren’t right and wrong so passé? Surely such old fashioned ideas belonged in an earlier time? I remember one self assured woman correcting me for using the word ‘adultery’. “Do they still call it that?” she asked mockingly.

It occurs to me that’s what the western world has come to believe. By changing the language, the social mores and traditions, we consider we have moved to a higher moral plane. We have rewritten the moral code to suit our own preferences and we are free to do that which we are inclined to do. But does it change human nature, or does it make us the fools, blind to predictable consequences?

So, yes. There was much to condemn in the values and mores of the world of our parents.

There is much to be thankful for in new ways of looking at the world and in the lifting of oppressive, hypocritical laws and practices, but have we have got it right yet

Living life as an extended pursuit of indulgence, freedom to make our own choices, our own happiness and fulfillment, as if we were not dependent on others and they on us, has become the reason for being for many of us. Our pursuit of personal fulfillment can see us dismiss the trail of hurt and damage we leave behind, if we think of it at all, as collateral damage, regretable maybe, but an acceptable sacrifice for the greater good (our wants).

Be true to yourself.

Don’t judge.

Follow your heart.

If it feels good, do it.

No one has the right to tell you what to do.

Each of these memes contains some truth, but that does not mean they are the whole truth, or that they are the best way to organize our lives

For all the ways we are encouraged to think of ourselves as free and uninhibited, are we as free as we think? In our culture diversity is seen to be a self evident good; except of course, diversity of thought. Try expressing reservations about some of the memes above and note the reaction

So how do I go about countering a worldview that’s seduced the western world so thoroughly that many people now see it as self evident, beyond questioning? A big ask, I know.

It’s just when you stop, step outside, and look around, you realise that it’s a seductive facade. It’s a lie. An attractive and seductive one, but a lie nonetheless. One leading us away from the kingdom of heaven I mentioned earlier; the place where love is not set aside; the place where we can be fully human.

We are more than our cleverness, the nastiness we cultivate, the selfishness we flaunt, and the misery we ignore. These things do not define who we are.

There is an answer of course. There is a path to follow. So many of us have rejected what we imagined was the Christian message. We rejected a caricature. The established church has much to answer for in that.

The Christian gospel is far more shocking and subversive than any adolescent arrogance could have imagined.

Maybe it’s time to look again with adult eyes at Jesus and to weigh his message in the light of your experience. Like me, you may be blown away.


Spiritual, not Religious

I’ve only just stumbled on the work of English theologian N. T. Wright. Why has it taken me this long, I ask myself? He writes clearly and speaks to me exactly where I am right now.

As a Christian dealing with the contempt of secular materialists, the evaporation of church credibility after disgraceful sexual abuse scandals, and the hostility my faith receives from within my own culture, his books have something to say to me. I recommend them to anyone looking for a way to live life as an authentic Christian in troubled times.

We can not expect to go on as we have done. The days of churches are numbered if they persist in operating as social clubs asking little more from their members than the weekly offering.

I have tried to summarise below the thrust of his ideas from just one book. I sincerely hope I have captured the thrust without misrepresenting him. You can find his books for download by searching the Amazon Kindle site.

What follows is a bare bones summary of ideas from the book “Spiritual and Religious” by Tom Wright.

Western culture has turned away from organised religion, but almost all people are spiritual to some degree. Some carry vague vestiges of Christianity with them, while many have given up all pretence, embracing ideas and values diametrically opposed to a Christian world view.

Christians have a great deal to say that this culture needs to hear. Engaging with the surrounding culture, and not retreating from it, is the way of the Christian disciple. This does not call for ‘in your face’ tub thumping evangelism on the one hand, or being pious judgemental prigs on the other. It calls genuine repentence for the hypocrisy and failings of the church; active involvement in righting wrongs, fighting injustice, and healing hurt; and in the process, sharing the truth of the Christian gospel.

Whether it was ever easy to be a Christian is a moot point, but it has been made immensely more difficult in current times by the loss of credibility by the established church and a lack of leadership from its leaders.

N. T. Wright:

“There is no doubt that something is wrong with our world, and with us as human beings . . .

The modern world is in a crisis of identity . . . (There is) a state of paganism in the modern Western world. . . I suggest that the church itself is called . . . to repent of its own failures, shortcomings, and folly. Indeed, the church can only really summon the world to repent if it is itself putting its own house in order.”

Common Misconceptions of the Christian Gospel

Dualism: e.g. Heaven good, Earth bad

N. T. Wright:

“Many Christians . . . are basically dualists. . . They have been taught that the world . . . is essentially evil; that God sent his Son from beyond the world to rescue us out of it . . . we will all finish up either in a non-physical heaven or a non-physical hell.”

This view is not biblical. It is not what the Bible teaches. The Earth is not bad. It is God’s creation.

Monism: e.g. “all is one”, mother Earth, Gaia, etc. God is in us. New Age beliefs fall into this category. Monism is also not biblical. God is creator and sovereign lord. He stands both in and above creation. The world and God are not one and the same.

N. T. Wright:

“We can only begin with the admission of failure: God have mercy on us, sinners that we are. We need, then, to repent of our half-and sub-and semi-Christian ideas . . . and of the muddles which have enabled us to imagine we were sound or substantial in our faith when in fact we were half-baked and half-hearted. And we need to repent of having made our muddled and half-grasped theologies into weapons of attack against those we did not like or understand.”

Idols and Paganism

Contemporary western culture is not neutral. It is overwhelmingly pagan. People worship a multitude of idols: Money; Power; Youth; Sex; Violence; Self gratification; Status; Nationalism; Material possessions, etc.

N. T. Wright:

“Idolatry begins when human beings treat something which is good as if it were God.

The things to which human beings give mistaken allegiance are not, in and of themselves, bad. The evil consists in human misuse of creation, not in creation itself. . . one of the great truths about being human: you become like what you worship.”

“But what if you worship something else? You will be worshipping something in whose image humans are not made, and it will start to show. Worship money, power, sex, security, prosperity, political advancement, and it will most likely show on your face sooner or later. It will certainly show in the way you treat yourself, and in the way you treat other human beings.”

The Role of the Church in the world

The established church has long related to the world by fitting in with it, taking the easy way, and going along for the ride.

N. T. Wright:

“The trouble with this approach is that it (the church) is so concerned to be like the world that it ends up having nothing to say to the world.”

Christians should stop trying to fit in to the world, and start to behave as if they believed what they say they believe. At the same time, Christians from different traditions and practices should stop fighting each other over matters of tradition and doctrine. The real enemy, paganism (worship of parts of creation rather than God), needs to be countered by a unified church of believers with the common cause of Jesus Christ.

Christians have work to do. They must stop being distracted by stuff that doesn’t matter and which destroys their credibility.

N. T. Wright:

“Christianity . . . must present the true picture which will enable people to see the caricature (of new age thinking) for what it is. If this means planting flags in hostile soil, so be it.”

Planting flags in hostile soil does not mean using violence. It means engaging the wider pagan culture where it is now, not waiting for it to come to us. Christians should affirm the many things that are good in western culture, but call out the things that oppress and damage their fellow human beings; not compromise their faith for the sake of a quiet life.

N. T. Wright:

“The church may well have a fair amount of repenting to do before it can say anything about Jesus that will not at once be invalidated by its own life and behaviour.”

“When the church is . . . welcoming the outcast, healing the sick, challenging the powers that oppress and enslave the poor –then its claim about Jesus will be self-authenticating.”

This has become a very difficult task in the light of the church being seen to be more interested in protecting its priviledges, wealth and good name in the face of the world wide sexual abuse scandal. In the eyes of very many people, the Christian church has no credibility. Christians, as Church, need to repent of this, give up their status, and move out into the world . .

N. T. Wright:

“(We need to be) finding out where pagan gods and goddesses are being worshipped, and finding ways of worshipping Jesus on the same spot.”

“This will undoubtedly mean that Christians will find themselves, as Jesus found himself, at risk morally and physically. But let there be no mistake. Jesus did not shout platitudes at Israel from a safe distance.”

If Christians are followers of Jesus, then let them learn from the early Christians who lived in a similarly hostile pagan culture.

You can find much more detail and fuller explanations at the Amazon Kindle site, with a search for ebooks by N. T. Wright.

Impossible Prayers

Mess time’s passage.

Heal the damage.

Undo what’s done.

Revisit chances

never won.

Make me pure.

I’ll ponce and pose

on issues du jour,

and not ever notice

the pain in front of my nose.

Find me a parking space.

Buy me that house.

Scratch that itch;

make me rich.

Get me a spouse.

If I have to confess,

then its true more or less;

don’t blame me I’m weak.

Can’t you possibly tweak

that which I don’t deserve?

No need to listen,

just apply a prescription

of unwanted solutions

to another who’s ashen

and bending with shame.

Thank you dearly

for showing me clearly

the ways that others fail.

I’m better of course,

and to show it I’ll drive in the nails.

Subversive thoughts . . . and a radical idea

I’ve been dancing tentatively around my inner space, trying to come up with a response to things that have challenged me and caused me to think about my place in the world.

In the photograph, the child stands on her toes, savouring the wind, liveliness and excitement streaming from her fingertips. I love the image. When I saw her statue last year she captured my imagination. The memory of her standing spellbound and free while people around her shuffled along in their own worlds, leaves me with a smile. She is subversive, you see. Every now and then, someone notices her and understands her message.

I don’t suppose anyone would see me as a subversive figure, but we all have to start somewhere.

You may or may not agree with all I write. I can live with that. My aim is to challenge the status quo; to gently and politely point out the contradictions, dishonesties, and the emptiness that attend some of the sacred cows we are required to bow before.

Who knows? You may begin to suspect that these cows produce manure and methane just like any other! At present we let them run free through our institutions, when we should be herding them back into their pens.

Let’s begin with one that prances down the main streets of our lives, head raised and sure of its pedigree, sprouting stuff like this:

“To argue our own values are better than someone else’s is evidence of intolerance or worse.”

This is a sacred cow, and it is a lie. Yes, it’s obvious peoples’ values vary with culture, fashion and maturity. It’s equally obvious we shouldn’t expect everyone to be in lock step with our values. No contest at all! However when we are asked to accept that all values are of equal worth, we should begin to notice the smell wafting up from this sacred cow.

Are all values worthy? Does selfishness contribute to the common good the same way selflessness does? Are monogamy and promiscuity two sides of the same coin? Can greed bring the same peace contentment does? Does violence produce the same fruit as non violence? Does revenge take us to the same place as forgiveness?

If different values lead to different outcomes, some predictably destructive, why have we swallowed the nonsense that all have intrinsic worth? Because its comfortable and affirming to believe such stuff? When we’re told that we must accept and respect everyone else’s values, what is it we are being expected to do, other than grow increasingly confused about our own?

Accepting difference and understanding that people can and do make poor choices is no bad thing. As a principle to shape our moral base and decision making, it is disastrously misguided.

All of which leads us to a second cow, also believing itself to be beyond criticism:

“We shouldn’t judge other people or discriminate.”

Well yes. Humility and charity, not to mention good sense, would lead me to avoid jumping to judgement every time I encounter someone different from me. Neither should I discriminate for unjust reasons such as racism. That is not how this cow behaves however. It is quite aggressive and behaves as a barrier to any sort of censure of any lifestyle choice at all. It pressures us to accept other people’s choices, no matter what they be, as of equal validity to those we ourselves make. Do I really need to point out examples of how this leads to the muddle of public morality in which we find ourselves?

If a person chooses to live an irresponsible, dangerous lifestyle, do I really need to pretend that I shouldn’t judge what they do? Should I admit someone I don’t trust to my home just to satisfy a lofty commitment to non discrimination? When I choose a life partner, should I avoid discrimating and accept the first person I meet regardless of his or her qualities? Apparently so, because judging other people is bad, or at the very least, so out of fashion.

Suspending judgement of other people is a good starting point, but avoiding judgement altogether as an overarching life guiding value is vacuous. How unfortunate that this cow has permeated our consciousness to the extent that it now informs our laws and dilutes our ability to make good choices.

And a third cow swaggers past, just as sure of itself, but no less deluded than its siblings:

“We should be free to do whatever we like as long as we are not hurting anyone else”.

Well, we are free to do whatever we like, more or less. The freedom to be irresponsible doesn’t come without a cost however, even though we don’t always have to pay it ourselves. Often it’s the people around us, and our community, who pays. This cow is talking deceptive nonsense. We do not live in isolation. Everything we do affects someone else in some way.

To pretend we are answerable only to our own desires is as foolish as stepping in a pile of fresh cow manure. Both errors leave us tainted. I can see the attractiveness of such a slogan to adolescents, but as a guide and norm for adult behaviour? Alas, it is widely used in our culture to justify and to silence opposition to self indulgent attitudes.

Each of these sacred cows and others like them sounds deceptively benign, but they legitimise the worship of self that has elbowed its way into the centre of our culture. This is a huge issue and well beyond the scope of one blog post. So much sorrow and brokenness begins when we make ourselves the centres of our own universes. If we continue to bow before these cows and others like them, we will let our sense of good and evil be arbitrated by our preferences and our convenience. That will take us places we do not want to go.

So much for my subversive thoughts. How’s this for a radical idea? Instead of letting them walk roughshod over our traditions and values, we resist these cows actively. We call out their dishonesty. Resistance may indeed be futile, but before we surrender entirely to the spirit of the age, shouldn’t we at least try some?

But, I notice I am drifting into a consciousness where values are not negotiable, electable or disposable. I ask your indulgence.

Sharing the Gospel or shoring up the status quo?

(Relics of a bygone age. Colourful but stuffed?)

I began to write this to vent frustration at Christian churches that are failing their followers and their societies, and it felt good to get some of it off my chest. After all, churches have brought many of their current woes on themselves. As I wrote though, my focus changed, and I began to turn the arc lamp more towards myself.

The Christian church in the west has long chased power and respectability, and having sidelined the Gospel in the process, now finds itself with little of either. It has allowed its moral authority to be compromised, and in the space of two generations, has presided over the departure of the bulk of its flock. There is no way to sugar coat this ugly truth, although some continue to try. What remains resembles a hollowed out shell, where the rearranging of deck chairs is preferred to the facing of hard questions.

Moral leadership by churches is almost nonexistent, and ineffective where remnants exist. Few people are listening. Church leaders have squandered their moral authority as a result of a long tradition of chasing respectability and power in preference to living the Gospel of Jesus. The child sexual abuse scandal is the latest and most devestating blow; brought about by church leaders who chose to try to preserve the good name of the church over Gospel authenticity and caring for their flock. Why would anyone listen to leaders who failed their mission so obviously? If our anti-religious brethren have jumped on the bandwagon to grasp such a perfect opportunity to bash the church, should we be surprised?

Christians looking for leadership from their church are likely to be disappointed. Church leaders typically are too timid to call out error or to respond to the increasing attacks of secularists, while their followers find it easier to keep their heads down and go along with the zeitgeist than to risk ridicule and ostracism in defending their faith. If we are honest with ourselves, we might conclude our collective spiritual resolve is on a par with partly set jelly.

The church has no reason to exist except as the body of believers who give witness to the Christian Gospel. Somewhere along the line we forgot that. We imagined our aims to be ‘church growth’ (as if we were answering to shareholders), and the shaping of society to reflect our prejudices and reinforce our privileges (as if that were what the Gospel was about). Chasing ‘relevance’, we allowed the Gospel, the best news anyone could ever hear, to be sanitised and neutered so as not to offend anyone’s sensibilities, including our own. We were left with a bland facsimile that few saw a reason to value.

Sadly, disciples of Jesus in the western world can not expect much from their churches apart from platitudes and worn out thinking. Continuing to chart our course with comfortable clichés will see us absorbed totally into the surrounding secular culture.

We need a radical rethink of what it means to be Christian.

I suggest that we should begin by facing reality. The churches of Christendom have become comfortable and complacent. They are decaying. People are not listening to the good news we have for them. Is it reasonable then to conclude that there is something awry? Does that something have to do with society (in which case we can sit comfortably and tut tut) or does it have something to do with how we are doing the Christian bit? Is it all the fault of churches?

A Rethink

I’ve been scathing of our churches but should I be looking closer to home? After all, the only person I have any authority to change is myself.

I realise I need to be open to repentance, and there is plenty of material for me to work on. What I don’t know though is what I don’t know. This is where I need God and my fellow believers to guide me, and where necessary, accuse me. Repentance is a cleansing process and opens the door to renewal, but I struggle to do it by myself.

What follows repentance is the desire and conviction to do things differently. For me, this may be looking at myself honestly and examining some of my attitudes. It is likely to demand some changes in the way I do the Christian life.

If, in the process, I can grow to be the person my creator intends me to be, and to be the Gospel for my sisters and brothers, rather than just seeking ways to share it, that will be an outcome as satisfying as it is welcome.

Christians face daunting challenges in a culture increasingly indifferent and even hostile to them, but alloting the blame solely to inept and corrupt churches blinds us to the need to look inside ourselves and to God for the renewal we must have to become Christ’s disciples. Blending in with secular society and becoming indistinguishable from it is not the way forward.

I began this post by pointing out the failures of the established church, but as I wrote, came to realise that the failures of the church were not so different from my own failures. Its compromises were not unlike mine; its timidity exceeded only by my own. Neither the church as an institution, nor I as an individual, can fulfill our purpose when we chase goals other than those God has set for us.

Maybe it is only then that we can move beyond the dismissal of Christians as curiosities to be left on the shelf as society moves on.

Spirit Gallery

I have about 10000 photos stored from the last few years. I sometimes browse through them for inspiration or to make sense of whatever is on my mind. Sometimes words fall short you see.

These seven below say things from within me that I suspect I would struggle to express in a truckload of words.

In different ways they speak of humanity, human failings, feelings of loss and of love. As I sit here and think about it, they also pretty much distill my values.

While some are self explanatory (I hope), the child’s tricycle was one taken from the ruins of Hiroshima and it leaves me indescribably sad; and the final three are of (most of) my grandchildren, every one of whom fills me with indescribable joy.

Little Steps

(Hill of Crosses, Lithuania. August 2017)

If you ever find yourself driving in north west Lithuania, you may stumble upon a very unusual site a couple of kilometres off the main road north of Siauliai. Sadly, it is poorly signposted and unless you were looking for it you would probably drive straight past.

It is a low hill, no higher than a three storey building and a few house blocks in area, and covered by hundreds of thousands of wooden crosses. Tourist buses and private cars jam into an adjacent carpark, bringing thousands of visitors and pilgrims, many of whom leave crosses (as we did) to add to the collection already there.

The practice of leaving crosses there began in the nineteenth century after a peasants’ revolt. Last century soviet authorities bulldozed the place three times, only to see more crosses appear after their machinery was gone. Today it’s a place of pilgrimage, commemorating among other things non violent resistance to the years of soviet rule.

I had almost forgotten about the Hill of Crosses until I wrote my most recent blog post. You might recall I was asking myself some questions about how I should respond to a culture increasingly hostile to my values and unsympathetic to expressions of faith. (Well, that was, more or less, what I was saying).

Since then I’ve been reminded that I have no right to expect the world to conform to my values or give me an easy ride, although for as long as I remember that’s been more or less the case. Until recently, there has been a broad public consensus on values and belief. Governments and their laws reflected this consensus. Not any more. There has been a tectonic shift in recent years. I accept that. I also understand that I can no longer rely on having my values reinforced by government. The result of the national survey on homosexual marriage confirmed this and it shook me. But if I’m honest, I will concede that this survey was simply the latest in a long series of steps western society has taken away from the umbrella of Christendom that has existed since the time of the Roman empire. The shift has been gathering pace for years, is now unstoppable, and may not be wholly a bad thing.

Now that I’m over the shock, I can stand back and begin to see things in perspective. I am sensing a way forward: Not to start building a hill of crosses, but to be inspired by the people who did.

Some observations that occur to me, in no particular order:

Followers of all religions, but most definitely Christians, are going to have to get used to living in the midst of a society at best ambivalent towards them, and at worst openly hostile. So get used to it, I tell myself. In a way, I think it will be a good thing for Christians to be on the outer. It is exactly where the early church found itself. Early Christians coped and the church thrived under oppression, and so, I suspect, will we.

Evil in our world is as widespread and pervasive as it has ever been. It permeates every corner of society including, of course, the established Christian church. Notwithstanding the evil of the sexual predators, the church compromised its moral authority completely in the eyes of the wider society when it completely mishandled the issue of sexual abuse in its institutions. People are no longer listening to moral pronouncements from the church, and why, I ask myself, would they?

Evil is having a field day. It stretches its arms to infect our society at all levels and in all places. It takes many forms and it is absolutely real. I’m not going to try and prove that. If you don’t believe me, there is no point in a conversation and you are unlikely to be still reading this anyway.

Christians have a role and a duty to confront evil however and wherever they find it; not with violence or any of the methods evil itself uses to oppress people. Christians are called to follow the example of Jesus who confronted evil at every turn by reminding its victims they counted, by refusing to follow dictates that oppressed people, and most importantly of all, by standing up to evil and staring it in the face, without offering violence in return.

Confronting evil calls attention to it and leaves it nowhere to hide. Offering violence is simply returning evil for evil and increases rather than decreases it. Choosing not to return the violence that evil does is the way of Jesus and is the only way it can be defeated. Confronting evil is not an easy thing to do. It does not come without a price, often a heavy one, and a Christian should ask themselves what price they are willing to pay. I am beginning to understand this. I have been a slow learner.

In this sense I think organisations like the Australian Christian Lobby, although their intentions are noble, do themselves and their cause a disservice by trading insults with political enemies. Abusing or denigrating your political opponents is repaying evil with evil. Seeking to oppress your enemies through legislation favouring Christians is counterproductive and misguided.

I rather like the example of people like Martin Luther King and Mahatma Ghandi in this regard. Both understood that responding to violence and oppression with violence is self defeating; it simply escalates the violence. Both also understood that evil needs to be confronted, not condoned, accepted or ignored.

I realise of course that non violent confrontation and protest have a chequered history too. It is a very difficult thing to do to counter violence and oppression (evil) by not resorting to the very same methods. Few manage to do it well. Nevertheless the way of nonviolent confrontation seems to me to be the way a Christian might most effectively and (to their faith) authentically respond to evil in all its forms. A few examples off the top of my head. They range from the general to the specific:

Confronting selfishness by being unselfish.

Confronting greed by turning away from materialism.

Confronting bullying in all its many forms by summoning the courage to intervene.

Confronting alienation by listening more to people and talking less.

Confronting loneliness by saying hello to strangers and smiling at them.

Confronting tribalism by listening to and giving the time of day to those with different beliefs.

Confronting secular propaganda in schools by assertive approaches to governing bodies.

Confronting addictions of all kinds by holding a mirror up to society.

Confronting bad laws by picketing a government office peacefully and quietly.

To sum up, living the Christian life authentically by being true to my calling, confronting evil and oppression, and being difficult to ignore.

Little steps. It’s worth a try I think.

How then should I live?

How then should I live?

And does it matter anyhow?

(Photo taken in a public park in Tallin, Estonia)

Not for the first time in my life I realise I’m a bit different . . . in a nice way of course. Some would no doubt describe me in less complimentary terms, but I’ll just concede that I don’t run with the herd and never really have.

In fact, it’s a pretty safe bet that if there is a fashion trend or a mass movement, widely held opinion or whatever, I will be out of step with it. And so it is now. Except that I feel different this time, and I want to explain (perhaps to myself?) why.

The need to write this piece has welled up in me for some time, and I’ve been fighting it. Finally, I’ve given in. Having a rant holds no attraction though. Raging against the zeitgeist is not a good use of time. I’ve seen what it does to people. Demonising opponents and not conceding any shortcomings in your own position is quite properly the territory of those whose arrogance is matched only by their ignorance. I want no part of it.

So I’ll do my best to avoid a rant, but I will be saying it like I see it so buckle up if you’re interested.

My issue is this:

How do I continue to live authentically while surrounded by a society that does not share my beliefs and values, and is hostile to them?

“This is the 21st century!” I hear you say . . . and so it is. Living in the past is not an option, and although no doubt I have been and will be accused of trying to do so, such is not my dream.

I will start by giving some context. I am a Christian; certainly not a good one, hardly a very devout one, and certainly not a bible bashing one. But a faithful Christian nonetheless. I think I know truth, but I don’t fool myself that I know all the truth there is to know, still less that I own the truth. The truth I do know is precious to me. I will not retreat from it, but neither do I want to use it as a weapon to belittle or control anyone else. I don’t believe I am a bigot, a dinosaur, or any one of the many labels used as insults or to intimidate or shut people up. It’s not that I think I’m perfect, but for every pointing finger there’s another one pointing right back.

I’d much rather have respectful conversations than megaphones at 10 paces, and I’m more than happy to accept people as they are. I’ve long since abandoned any attempts to change what anyone else believes or thinks.

I’m not saying that one truth is as good as another, or that it doesn’t matter what truth we hold as long as we play nicely. Not at all. I’m just saying I’ve no enthusiasm for getting involved in the rants, ridicule and name calling that passes for contemporary public debate.

The catalyst for me to start to write this has been the release of survey results in Australia this week on changing the law on marriage to include same sex couples. A catalyst, but not the main purpose. For the record I wish them well; the couples who will take advantage of the law change to marry. Their marital status does not concern me. I listened to the arguments in favour of the law change and was not convinced by them, but I accept that a majority of other voters were. So be it. I’m not interested in arguing against what is now a fait accompli.

What does concern me is that I find myself in a position where I am swimming against the tide of popular opinion on this issue at present, but more generally also. It might be convenient to dismiss me as a dinosaur, an aging white male unable to adapt to a changing world, who in any case is one of a class responsible for creating the inequality and injustice in the world. Should I just take my medicine and slink off to the corner assigned to me, according to the new rules?

Well, I could do that. It would be the easiest course. But then there are deeper questions that remain and they tug at me, demanding my engagement. The temptation to stay silent is strong when the risk of ostracism is real. To say nothing however, and retreat to my private corner would be a betrayal of what makes me me.

So, what questions would they be? Would you mind if I pick out only a couple from the many? Would you mind also if I don’t make any attempt to answer them? That’s not my aim in writing this. No doubt you will have much better answers than I do anyway. My aim is to explain (to myself?) how it might be best to live authentically with my beliefs and values in a world that no longer shares them, if in fact it ever did.

Is morality a changeable commodity, at the mercy of popular vote or whim?

Must my faith bow to the dictates of secular law?

I’ll allow the first one to hang there, unanswered and unsupported. It might be important only to me, after all.

It’s the second that I find myself increasingly challenged by. Maybe I’m being a little dramatic, but I wonder how long I can continue to accept secular laws that conflict with my beliefs and values. The Same Sex Marriage thing in itself is not a big challenge to me, but it begs the question. What will I do when/if the secular state legislates on other issues using values that seek to override mine?

What should I do if they force me to choose?

Do I close my eyes and ears and retreat to my bubble, pretending the status quo has not changed? (Do I run away, in other words).

Do I enter political debate? (Do I attempt to talk to people who aren’t interested in listening, in other words?).

Do I adjust my beliefs to make them palatible to secular sensibilities? (Do I surrender, in other words).

Do I engage in nonviolent resistance? (Do I take my beliefs and my faith seriously, in other words?).

How far would I be prepared to go? When the time comes for me to choose, which path will I follow?

There is one inescapable role model for me in the person, Jesus Christ. I know what he has already done and I am afraid I know what he would have me do when facing challenges like those above. I would rather be left alone to zip myself up inside my bubble, but I wonder if I will be allowed that luxury.

After the funeral

After the Funeral

Samurai or butterfly?

Razor edged, transient,

enduring, fleeting.


Stuttering fingers of flame;

flashes of colour over grey.

Shopping Centre orchids to bloom once and only;

delicate, temporary, wonder patterns

always, we’ll be;

tomorrow, yesterday’s love.

Bedouins happenchancing on puddles don’t ask why.

Should you?

Should I?

. . . Maybe.

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