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What Really Matters

What a lesson I got today - I feel like I’ve been sucker-punched with a fist full o’Real Life™.

It started with good news. Lindsay got a great report from her orthopedist today - her cast can come off in three weeks. He left me slack-jawed as he explained how the broken ends of the bones “just know” how to find each other to heal the fracture and lay down new bone. Truly we are “fearfully and wonderfully made.”

Then I went back to work and got some e-mails, excerpted here:

E-mail #1: For those of you that are not aware, (name deleted)

Nobody is right. Nobody is wrong.

Let me explain.

My buddy Eric has lamented the fact that we can’t have a good, old-fashioned gentleman’s disagreement these days. Everybody seems to insist on identifying with their ideas to such an extent that to challenge an idea is tantamount to a slap in the face. This is strange, considering how little thought most people seem to put into the ideas they defend with such vigor - or at least, venom. It is a feature of the “spirit of the age” that serves to inoculate people against their responsibility to seek out and align with truth. At best, it reinforces the status quo; at worst, it slaps handcuffs on reasoned argument and plunges the marketplace of ideas into entropy.

Anyway, Eric’s point was that as followers of Christ, the value we place on a person who subscribes to an idea has nothing to do with the value we place on the idea itself. We love people - period. We test and approve ideas as an independent matter. We must not identify - some might say, “label” - people with what they believe.

How we assess a person’s actions is another story, but some of the same ideas apply; to wit, “Love the sinner; hate the sin.” It is much like the way I discipline my children: I love my children unconditionally and absolutely. My love for them is not diminished when I hand down a punishment for disobedience or misbehavior: I do not identify my children with what they do. This is very freeing - my children actually profit from their punishments, because they know I love them and what’s happening does not jeopardize our relationship.

Perhaps that’s a risky choice of analogies, because we ought not be paternalistic in dealing with anyone but our own children. But I digress.

Risky or not, the analogy illustrates that when our love is undeniably obvious, our corrections and objections can be more engaging than threatening.

So how do you get from charitably disagreeing on ideas to saying, “Nobody is right or wrong?”

An idea is right or wrong. A person is “in the right” or “in the wrong;” “correct” or “mistaken.” Maybe it’s too fine of a point, but it underscores the fact that my attitude toward a person must be divorced from my attitude toward his ideas.

Which is constructive in resolving a dispute? To say “you’re wrong,” or “you are mistaken?” “Wrong” implies a judgment about the essence of the person; “mistaken” does much more work by framing the assessment with respect to a particular issue.

So to be accurate and constructive, it might be best to discard the phrases, “you’re right” and “you’re wrong,” and find ways to help your detractors and supporters maintain a clear distinction between a person - for whom Christ died, and whom we are commanded to love - and the ideas he happens to hold at a particular time. Only when that distinction is clear can we really lovingly disagree.

Or I could be wrong.

Tim Challies has a witty piece on books you won’t see published anytime soon. Here’s some I thought I’d add to the list:

  • Never Read a Bible Verse, by Bruce Wilkinson
  • The Purpose-Driven Emergent Church, by Brian McLaren
  • I Made It All Up, by Dan Brown
  • The Power of a Praying Christian Book Publisher, (anonymous)
  • A Novel Approach to Christianity, by J.I. Packer
  • Omnitemporality for Dummies, by William Lane Craig
  • This Old Earth, by Jonathan Sarfati
  • Whatever, by J.P. Moreland
  • Chicken Soup for the Postmodern Soul, by Nancy Pearcey
  • Mere Banality, by C.S. Lewis
  • How to Keep Spiritual Things in Their Proper Place, by Francis A. Schaeffer

We’ve been watching Band of Brothers lately. Episode three, Carentan, which takes place about a week after D-Day, includes this exchange:

Lt. Ronald C. Speirs: Got some nervous privates in your company.

Pvt. Albert Blithe: We do, sir. Yeah, we do, I can vouch for that.

Speirs: They just don’t see how simple it is.

Blithe: How simple what is, sir?

Speirs: Just do what you have to do.

Blithe: …Sir, when I landed on D-Day, I found myself in a ditch all by myself. I fell asleep. I think it was those air-sickness pills they gave us. When I woke up, I didn’t really try to find my unit… to fight. I just… I just kinda stayed put.

Speirs: What’s your name, trooper?

Blithe: Blithe, sir. Albert Blithe.

Speirs: You know why you hid in that ditch, Blithe?

Blithe: I was scared.

Speirs: We’re all scared. You hid in that ditch because you think there’s still hope. But Blithe, the only hope you have is to accept the fact that you’re already dead, and the sooner you accept that, the sooner you’ll be able to function as a soldier’s supposed to function.

Blithe held onto hope in this world. Speirs did not. Blithe obsessed over survival. Speirs accepted death as inevitable. Both were scared — Speirs admitted he was scared! — but only one was an effective soldier: the one who rejected false hope.

It struck me that this is how we must function as followers of Christ: we

We’ll always remember Independence Day 2005 as The Day Lindsay Broke Her Arm. What lessons that little girl taught us as a family in coping with a rotten situation! Here we are, three weeks before her fifth birthday, and she’s toughing it out like a trooper… no complaining, no bellyaching…

… and thinking of others.

Back to that in a minute.

Let me interrupt by saying (more…)