Showing posts with label war. Show all posts
Showing posts with label war. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Dietrich Bonhoeffer - so much I never knew

I remember when I first heard of Dietrich Bonhoeffer. I was working with the youth group at my church years ago, and our youth minister Greg talked about his book The Cost of Discipleship. I knew that one of the main concepts of the book was that of cheap grace. It could be summed up in this quote from that book:
Cheap grace is the grace we bestow on ourselves...(it) is the preaching of forgiveness without repentance, baptism without church discipline, Communion without confession...(it) is grace without discipleship, grace without the cross, grace without Jesus Christ, living and incarnate.
Powerful stuff. But I never knew the context, what drove Bonhoeffer and his theology. But having just finished the biography Bonhoeffer: Pastor, Martyr, Prophet, Spy, I do now. And wow.

I highly recommend this book for anyone who wants to know more about the rise of Hitler, what drove Germany toward World War II, the resistance movement and the plot to assassinate the evil head of the Third Reich. But I recommend it even more for anyone who wants to see a picture of what it's like to turn your life over to Christ completely and live for him at great personal cost. Because that's the life of Dietrich Bonhoeffer - a life cut short at 39 years of age because he stood up to the evil Nazi empire.

I learned so much from this book. I now can read the works of the great theologian knowing that when he talks about cost, he's speaking from personal experience. And as I try to live for the Messiah Jesus in an age of hostility to his truth, I can gain comfort from the fact that this man modeled what it was like to do so in an era of unspeakable evil the like of which we can't even imagine.

But there are two things that Bonhoeffer emphasized in his life that stuck with me the most. Both are important truths for living in 21st century America:

  • The Christian life is not a solo endeavor; it is meant to be lived in community with others. Bonhoeffer made friends everywhere he traveled - other parts of Germany, London, and America. He stayed in touch with many of them his entire life. And it was evident that one the things he looked forward to the most, even when traveling, was finding a place to meet with other believers on Sunday so that he could worship with them and hear the Word preached. Here was a man who dedicated his life to making sure that there was a church in his country that would be faithful to God even when Hitler's cronies were taking over the church and using it promote their hatred of Jews. Yes, the Church was important to Dietrich Bonhoeffer. Because it is important to the resurrected Jesus. And it is important for us.
  • The lordship of Jesus is to be applied to the whole world and to every aspect of our lives. Ir is not to be compartmentalized as "religion" to be pulled out on Sunday mornings and when we feel we need God. He believed it was "time for the lordship of Jesus Christ to move past Sunday mornings and churches and into the whole world." (page 467) He felt that religion had made God small and only a God who filled in the gaps of life. Bonhoeffer rejected this. The God of the Bible was the Lord over everything, including what we were discovering through science. God's creation was to be enjoyed and celebrated and ultimately, redeemed. What a great concept! Living life in such a way that you see God's hand in everything, and working to make it all subservient to his lordship.
I could go on and on about what I learned, but I'll finish with this: Discovering the details of a man's life tells us so much about what he was trying to say. It's all about the story. I pray that I will live my life in such a way that the words I proclaim match the story my life tells.

As it did for Dietrich Bonhoeffer.

Monday, February 11, 2013

Zero Dark Thirty: Purpose

What do you live for? Do you think you have a purpose, or are you here to just function - work a job, crank our kids, play golf...and die?

(Note: To the extent that real life events can be "spoiled", this post contains spoilers. Read at your own risk.)

Saturday night I saw the Oscar-nominated film Zero Dark Thirty. It was different from what I expected, but that probably just means I didn't do my research. As you probably know, it is a portrayal of the finding and execution of terrorist Osama bin Ladin. I expected it to center on the raid itself, and to tell the truth I was wondering how that could hold my attention for over two hours. But that was just the last half hour or so. What the movie was really about was the CIA effort to find him, verify his location, and then set up the plan to go after him.

And it centered around a young CIA analyst (Maya, played by Jessica Chastain) who made that her life's purpose. While the true identity of the young lady may never be known (and is likely a character based on merging the work of several agents), her character is what made the movie work. She was recruited straight out of high school, and began working immediately on the search for bin Laden. That is all she ever did, and it truly became her life's purpose. It was an obsession, and it colored everything she did.

There was a very telling scene toward the end of the movie where the CIA director joined her for lunch in a cafeteria. Needless to say, she was nervous. He asked her about her career, and she made it clear that this search was it. All of it. Well, the CIA ends up believing that she is right about bin Laden's location, conduct the raid, and the rest is history.

But it was the final scene that grabbed me - that made me think about the opening question of this post. Maya is boarding a huge cargo plane, presumably to go home from Afghanistan and she is the only passenger. A crew member (or the pilot?) tells her she is the only passenger, and that she must be very important. Her mission is accomplished, the evil terrorist is dead, and she sits. As she does, the emotion pouring out of her is so intense. As we read a thousand different emotions in her expression, a tear rolls down her face. Cut to black.

What was she feeling? Relief? Yeah, probably. but I was reading emptiness too. The emptiness of having dedicated your life to a single thing, and then that thing is over. Her face was practically shouting, WHAT'S NEXT?

What indeed?
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We were created for a reason. I believe we were created to bring glory to the one who created us. For each one of us, the manifestation of that will be different. It will certainly involve worship ("love the Lord your God with all your heart") and relationships ("love your neighbor as yourself"). But it will also involve putting the talents God gave us to use in a way that glorifies him. I believe, for example, that part of my purpose is to be the best actuary I can be.

But I don't believe God wants us to be like Maya. If I ever reach a point where I'm thinking, "Is this all there is?" the answer is an emphatic NO! I have a purpose and it involves a full lifetime. You do too. It's my prayer that we will all plug into the One who made us to find what that is, and live it to the fullest.

What were you made for?