Being
baptized in to death is not a very appealing idea. I don’t know about you but the idea of dying
is not something I embrace and welcome.
We do not
normally embrace death. Indeed, I was
listening to a program on CBC radio this week —an episode of Ideas, that wonderful
program that explores exactly as it is named— ideas for our world today. This episode was an interview with Yuval Harari. He is an historian who speculates about where humankind is
heading. A lot of his speculation is
hopeful but a lot of it is troubling.
Harari
proposes that the next great technological breakthrough is going to be the
development of immortality—or at least the quest for it. He proposes that no one would want to have a
pill that would guarantee you a life span of a million years. However, he says that everyone (he does
qualify by saying almost everyone) would agree to living ten years longer in
good health. Harari proposes that
technological breakthroughs will offer extended life and extended mental
capacity to people. However, as with all
technology it will be at a price—one that is going to be very
expensive. What will then develop is a
Brave New World with biologically separated classes—a cast system which will be based on biological inequality.
This is a
very frightening possibility. But if you
look at the premise, who wouldn’t want to extend their lives by ten years of
good health, Then when the ten years is
over you can be offered another ten years and so on and so one – ad
infinitum. It would be a renewable
contract. I certainly would like a longer
life in good health. But opening that
Pandora’s Box of eternal life is another matter entirely. I don’t know how many times I would want to
renew that contract.
What would
it mean if we did not have the reality of our mortality informing our lives? We would certainly be tempted to believe that
we were like God’s and live our lives accordingly. Out mythological first parents were expelled
from the Garden of Eden as God feared they would eat of the tree of life and
become gods. The danger of that
temptation has been a reality since we began to walk this earth.
How, then,
does this relate to being baptized into death to being buried with Jesus by
baptism into death? It is exactly this
desire to be immortal that the story of the Garden of Eden was warning
against. When we are baptized into death
with Christ it is exactly what we are dying to.
We are dying to the old life in which we can have the temptation that we
can be like god and have life eternal and all the power that goes with it.
When we are
baptised we die to the old life of desiring to be in control of our live and
trying to maintain that control of ourselves and our world. Jesus came into the world to show us that
this way of being was wrong. The old way
of being was a way that wanted to control our lives to the extent that we try
to ensure that God would give us what we want.
The old way of the covenant was to live in a way that God would give us
what we want. The Israelites believed
that if they lived according to the commandments —not just ten but all 900 or so of
them—God would grant them a favoured
existence. In effect, God would give
them what they wanted. God sent his son
into the world to show us that there is another way.
It is a way that is based on
love. He tells us that the greatest
commandment is to love God with all your heart and mind and soul and mind and
strength; and to love your neighbour—including your enemies—as yourself.
He also came to give us the grace of
forgiveness. When we do not follow this
commandment—when we do not try or when we try and do not succeed—we will be
forgiven and we are given the opportunity to try again. That is the new life that we are born to when
we rise out of the waters of baptism.
How then are we to live in a life of
love; loving God and loving our neighbours?
Well the Gospel hymn gives us a pretty sound picture of what it would
look like.
O Master, let me walk with thee
in lowly paths of service free;
tell me thy secret; help me bear
the strain of toil, the fret of care.
Help me the slow of heart to move
by some clear, winning word of love;
teach me the wayward feet to stay,
and guide them in the homeward way.
Teach me thy patience; still with thee
in closer, dearer company,
in work that keeps faith sweet and strong,
in trust that triumphs over wrong;
In hope that sends a shining ray
far down the future's broadening way,
in peace that only thou canst give,
with thee, O Master, let me live. Amen
in lowly paths of service free;
tell me thy secret; help me bear
the strain of toil, the fret of care.
Help me the slow of heart to move
by some clear, winning word of love;
teach me the wayward feet to stay,
and guide them in the homeward way.
Teach me thy patience; still with thee
in closer, dearer company,
in work that keeps faith sweet and strong,
in trust that triumphs over wrong;
In hope that sends a shining ray
far down the future's broadening way,
in peace that only thou canst give,
with thee, O Master, let me live. Amen