Winter Comes in Many Shapes and Sizes
Field Notes From a Religion-Less Christian
February 21, 2022
“‘Life Isn’t Fair!’ Lord Only Knows!”
“Nevertheless, he saw their distress, when he heard their lamentation. He remembered his covenant with them, and relented in accordance with his great mercy” (Psalm 105).
“Nevertheless” seems to be the linchpin on all eternity. You can take God’s direction and guidance and gifts of life and abundance and waste them, abuse them, neglect them, forget them, deny them, and call them good for nothing. It matters not. The One who gives only knows Giving. The One who Blesses only knows Blessing. The One who loves only knows Loving. This One cannot help Oneself being what One is and does – merciful at all costs, even and most poignantly and profoundly to giving up oneself, dying to oneself, so that what only lives is mercy.
You can watch this One give, let’s say the geography of Canaan, to One’s Beloved. Even at the expense of others (wiping out Canaanite culture, or at least attempting to do so). You can watch this One take away, let’s say Wander in the Wilderness for 40 years, from One’s Beloved. The delightful and the disastrous all happen within the oversight and stewardship of this One. We can, and do, object to such life management practices. And rightly so, since fairness is minimized if not thrown out the window all together in so many instances and ways. But, of course, none of our machinations matter. Complaints bounce off the walls of eternity, reverberating eternally.
But then, do we see? Do we hear? What is the life-force of it all? Where is it all headed? What continually and relentlessly occurs so as to be the very story, Story, itself, the very life of life itself? Mercy prevails. Nevertheless, Mercy. It is always and ever mercy.
We look for One who is fair, most especially when it comes to our part of any equation, but never find that One anywhere. This is not surprising, of course, because such a One does not exist. But Mercy? If we would be open to Mercy we would see this One everywhere.
Excursus: Martin Luther said (check out the Heidelberg Disputation of 1518 for where to find, in my opinion, the Reformation’s epicenter) we only find God, see God, in suffering and death. A couple of things on that: 1) This is often misunderstood to mean that when we actively suffer and die (for a Cause or not) we can and will get a glimpse of the Holy….so we set out to be this suffering righteous person who will get glory. No. Luther means to passively allow (suffer/allow, as in “suffer the little ones to come unto me”) God, whatever God Is and Does, to happen to you. 2) “Only” means only. We will not find God in the beauty of nature or profundity of human achievement (beauty….profundity….are real, to be sure, and are to be reveled in, but they are not God or even the sole expression of God). I know this is disappointing for many to hear since it is pretty much our go-to spirituality when life goes sour or dark. But, listen, it’s not really as disappointing as how we feel when we see that the beauty and profundity we see too, over and over again, are ephemeral.
So, back to “If we would be open to Mercy we would see this One everywhere.” I am not asking here for us to actually do anything, like, say, “oh now I need to do this ‘being open to Mercy’ thing.” No, it’s actually the opposite. Stop the striving. Suffer, put up with, God. And, there, amazingly gracefully, it is. Mercy. In and with every aspect. Without fail. Nevertheless. Forever.