I always
find occurrences of synchronicity – a term made popular by Carl Jung for significant
coincidences – to be especially interesting.
As I was considering what to write about this week, I was thinking about
lamentation in this time when so much of normal life has been disrupted by COVID
-19. When I sat down at my computer, I
received a notification that Lorna had posted on Facebook an essay by N.T.
Wright on the very subject, Christianity Offers No Answers About the
Coronavirus. It's Not Supposed To. Wright is the former Bishop of Durham and is a
prominent theologian. Now, the
coincident is not that surprizing as this is truly a time for lamenting and I could
also say that great minds think alike - but I can’t make a claim like that even
in my wildest flight of fantasy.
That being
said, it truly is a time for lamentation which is one of the things that Christians
do not embrace easily despite a whole book of the bible being devoted to
it. As Wright notes, people want to find
an explanation for why trouble besets us:
No doubt the
usual silly suspects will tell us why God is doing this to us. A punishment? A
warning? A sign? These are knee-jerk would-be Christian reactions in a culture
which, generations back, embraced rationalism: everything must have an
explanation.
It is natural for we mere mortals to want to make sense of
what is happening – to cry out, “why me” in a loud demand for an explanation. This was Job’s cry to God for an explanation
for his troubles. It seems to me that
God gave him an answer that wasn’t truthful.
How would Job have felt if God had acknowledged that he was a mere pawn
in a bet between God and Satan? However,
the answer that God gave him was true, if not the whole truth. We cannot know the reason for everything and
Job finally understood that, “Therefore I have uttered what I did not
understand, things too wonderful for me, which I did not know.”
Sometimes, the best and perhaps only response is to sit down
and weep as it says in psalm 137 which was put to lyrics by Don McLane:
By the waters, the waters of Babylon
We lay down and wept, and wept, for thee Zion
We remember thee, remember thee, remember thee Zion
We lay down and wept, and wept, for thee Zion
We remember thee, remember thee, remember thee Zion
Wright closes his essay which the
possibility that lies beyond the lamenting:
It is no part of
the Christian vocation, then, to be able to explain what’s happening and why.
In fact, it is part of the Christian vocation not
to be able to explain—and to lament instead. As the Spirit laments within
us, so we become, even in our self-isolation, small shrines where the presence
and healing love of God can dwell. And out of that there can emerge new
possibilities, new acts of kindness, new scientific understanding, new hope.
New wisdom for our leaders? Now there’s a thought.
That new
hope is best expressed for me in that wonderful hymn, ‘How can I Keep form Singing’
by Robert Lowry;
My life flows on in endless song;
Above earth's lamentation,
I hear the sweet, tho' far-off hymn
That hails a new creation;
Thro' all the tumult and the strife
I hear the music ringing;
It finds an echo in my soul—
How can I keep from singing?
Blessings on your journey and keep on singing