• CMY(K): Diseases That Have Cures, Letter to an Affected Sister

    February 3rd, 2012 | 5 Comments »

    I wrote the song “Diseases That Have Cures” with you in mind. Below is a letter explaining a bit more of why. Also below are the letter are the lyrics to the song.

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    Your heart breaks for the brokenness of things. You are one of those few who truly are moved by the stories on the evening news. Unlike many us who have grown accustomed to bad news, you sincerely expect that things ought to be better than they are. This expectation in you is valuable and true, thought it is often deeply disappointed; it is hope in you pressing against despair in your world. Don’t give it up. Neither should you give up your softness and sensitivity; they are not symptoms of weakness. They are part of the strength in you that shares in the suffering of others.

    In our conversations, it seems that the thing that affects you most is feeling the shadow of God looming over the tragedies you are moved by. You have trusted God and come to know Him as both Sovereign and Good. This has left you torn between what you have known of God and what you have have seen in His world

    When hunger takes a life, why does He not act?
    When a child is sold for sex, is she not His child?

    This tension doesn’t arise from a fault in your theology or your faith. Our tradition is filled with faithful women and men who struggled throughout their lives to hold the goodness of God in one hand and the darkness of things in the other. Few of these saints discovered or offered a cognitive, philosophical pathway out of that tension. Similarly, I can’t offer you a cognitive pathway out of your tension; I can share that tension with you. I can also suggest something I’ve learned from the lives of those saints as well as my own experience; That, even should you and I find a cognitive pathway or a satisfactory philosophical theory by which to explain suffering in the world, the pain in our hearts as well as the pain in those who directly suffer, would yet remain untouched.

    Fred Friendly is noted to have said “The role of the newsman is to create a pain in the viewer’s mind that can only be relieved by thinking.” I firmly believe that the pain you experience at looking on the brokenness of the world can only be relieved in sacrificial action. The only ‘relief’ I’ve ever experienced in the shadow of violence, hunger and tragedy,.. the only reasonable response I’ve found has been to bear whatever degree of the world’s pain I can responsibly bear. You have chosen this way yourself; You have committed hours and resources to care for trafficking victims. You have worked to educate and inspire others so that they do not invest in a system of exploitation. You and your husband sponsor kids with Compassion… You have chosen to give of yourself… You have chosen the Way of the Cross. And though it seems like foolishness to some, those of us who have lived in this way know that it has power to change lives.

    In the Scriptures, even when pressed by Job, God never gives a philosophically satisfactory answer to the ‘problem of evil;’ He does not wrap up the issue in an understandable and graspable package. Instead, and many years later through Christ, God offers the only response I’ve ever found to be satisfying on any level; the sacrificial action of the Cross. Certainly, there are philosophical implications to the Cross of Christ but they are peripheral to the act itself. It seems to me me that the pain in you is not so much a matter of philosophical crisis as it is a call to to suffer with those who suffer and to do so redemptively. I believe the philosophical crisis is real, but I believe the latter is more vital. Both offer a path a path of suffering: you will either suffer internally because you cannot make sense of the world and it’s Creator, or you will suffer in a way that brings healing. You have chosen the latter path. I believe you’ve chosen well.

    I’m not suggesting, nor would I ever, that such horrors as sex-slavery are instruments in the hand of God and therefore justifiable. I sincerely don’t have a convenient theological category for such things. All I know is that, even should we somehow “make sense” of the darkness or “understand” it, the pain in us (not to mention the pain in those who directly suffer from hunger, oppression, slavery etc..) remains untouched until we act. You have chosen to act despite your confusion. I think that’s wisdom.

    A couple added thoughts:

    Pain is not a concept.. It is real. It seems sensible to me, then that our response to real pain must be real rather than conceptual.

    It is, in many ways, a luxury of the well-off to philosophize and theorize about suffering; it’s meaning and place in the world.

    Diseases That Have Cures from Justin McRoberts on Vimeo.

    I wrote a letter to you, Lord
    Not unlike the one You sent to me
    Not to explain myself or anything I think
    Just to tell you what I see

    Which brings us to where we are now
    Where I don’t know how to begin
    You won’t explain Yourself to satisfy my mind
    And I simply won’t give in.

    They say Your love is great
    But maybe they should wait
    Until it’s their child dying of diseases that have cures

    They say you’re faithful like the sun
    I watch it rise most every day
    But if I stand here still and wait here long enough
    The sun will also go away

    All you’ll say is…

    You say your love is great
    With Your body broken, Your spirit faint
    For a world turned over and laid to waste
    While your people treat each other like it’s some damned game
    Cuz they’re all Your children aren’t they?
    Yeah, they are all your children anyway
    Yeah, they are Your kids dying of diseases that have cures

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    India, Mahatma Gandhi and My Next EP

    January 30th, 2012 | No Comments »

    As I collect some of my thoughts regarding my trip to India (some of which I will continue to post here) I thought it would be appropriate to share the  lyrics a song that will appear on “Y,” the 3rd EP in the CMY(K) series. It’s an adaptation of the list Mahatma Gandhi made of  the traits to be the most perilous to humanity:

    * Wealth without Work
    * Pleasure without Conscience
    * Science without Humanity
    * Knowledge without Character
    * Politics without Principle
    * Commerce without Morality
    * Worship without Sacrifice

    My version goes something like this:

    Lord, You know we’ve seen it
    Wealth without the work
    And pleasure with no conscience 
    Both plagues upon the earth

    We are overwhelmed; we are overcome
    And yet we live in expectation

    Lord you know we’ve lived it 
    Religion with no cost
    Worship that means nothing
    Because it does not bear a cross

     We are overwhelmed; we are overcome
    And yet we live in expectation

     Science with no heart
    Knowledge with no character
    Politics without a sense of place
    And we’re selling things without a thought
    For what we need
    And what really cost.

    We are overwhelmed; we are overcome
    And yet we live in expectation 

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    Update from India: Gifts and Gift Givers

    January 23rd, 2012 | No Comments »

    I am in India with Compassion International, visiting church partners who are serving their communities. Compassion’s philosophy inspires me partially because of how much sense it makes. Bob and Carol Lenz are on the same trip. Below is a short account of a gift they brought to the kids at one of Compassion’s church partners.
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    Bob and Carol Lenz had brought along a bag full of small gifts to give to the kids, each gift identical to the others.  There were nearly 300 kids packed into the small room.  The gift required a small bit of explanation for use and so Bob began to walk through the steps, aided by a translator.  But the more Bob explained the details, the more the kids and the translator looked puzzled.

    “We do not understand.” explained the Compassion staffer.  “These words are difficult to translate.”  You see, not only does English not smoothly translate into Hindi (India’s legally-established, national language), not all Indian’s speak Hindi. In fact, only Indian’s from the Northern regions speak Hindi.  Indian’s in the Southern regions mostly refuse to accept Hindi as the national language on political grounds and won’t even attempt to learn it.  More often than not, Indians in rural areas use regional, tribal dialects to communicate. 

    So, in order to rightly offer the gift Bob and Carol brought, we were each going to have to show each child how to unwrap, assemble and use the gift individually. This posed another obstacle: The room was so densely crowded that there was no foot-space between children. Should we try to access the kids in the middle, we would trample other kids on our way.

    One of the Compassion staff took a gift from Bob, knelt on the ground in front of one child and showed her how to unwrap it, assemble it and use it. He then handed her another gift, still in the wrapping and gestured her to teach the boy behind her what to do.  We followed suit, showing the kids we had access to, the ones directly in front of us, how to unwrap, assemble and use the gift in such a way that they could then turn around and to the same for the child behind them and so on and so on.

    There are 1.4 Billion people living in India. That’s one sixth of the world’s population in an area roughly one third the size of the U.S.  A large percentage of Indians live in desperate conditions which generally include a lack of education, lack of access to job opportunities and the utter absence of basic medical care.  Not only are the particular issues plaguing Indian’s overwhelming, the obstacles for Westerners wanting to help are equally overwhelming.

    This is why I am so thankful for the way Compassion International works; partnering with already established local churches to assist their particular work among the particular people in a particular place.  Because Compassion works the way it does, our role (yours and mine) does not include wrapping our minds around all the intricacies and complexities of the “Problem” and trying to “Fix It.”  Instead, we get the blessed privilege and honor of caring for a particular child and doing so with the hopeful knowledge that kids who learn to read teach their families to read; kids who learn how to avoid water-borne illness teach their families to do the same; kids who discover the love of God in Christ pass that discovery on to their families and friends. 

    The gift you and I get to offer has deep impact on the lives of kids because of the wonderful benefits child sponsorship affords (education, medical care, community, etc..).  But the deeper and more powerful impact is that, in Compassion partner churches, these kids are taught to see themselves as far more than people in need who receive the gifts of generous people.  They are taught that they are agents of healing, health, ingenuity and love themselves. They become gift-givers in their own neighborhoods for whom language and access are not obstacles at all. 

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    Update From India: Meet “Deep”

    January 20th, 2012 | 1 Comment »

    Some of you already know that I am in India with Compassion International. I have the great privilege of visiting Compassion church partners in several locations and seeing what Compassion’s work looks like here.  One of the greatest opportunities this affords me is visiting the homes of specific children who are in and benefitting from Compassion’s work. This is a short account of one such visit just today.
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    Deephalder is five and a half years old and lives with his grandparents. He also lives with a rare blood disease called “Thalassemia” and requires a blood transfusion every six weeks. Each transfusion costs 1600 Rupee which is 80% of his grandparents’ household income. The expense of treating thalassemia is the primary reason why, upon receiving the diagnosis when Deep was only five months old, both parents left him. 

    When Deep’s grandmother had finished telling us about the disorder, the cost of transfusion and the day of work either she or Deep’s grandfather has to miss when they take the four-hour bus ride to the hospital, we asked how they were able to afford the other necessities of life on top of Deep’s treatment.  She glowed as she told us that Compassion had picked up the cost of the transfusion.  That means that, somewhere in the U.S., a young man or woman is sacrificing $1.23 a day to ensure that, along with basic medical care, an education and food, Deep can continue to receive his treatment.

    Money enough to buy a daily cup of coffee is quite literally saving the life of a five-year old child.

    This is why I partner with Compassion; their work through local churches in the poorest areas of the world puts children from those places within arms reach on you and I. And because our small sacrifice is has such deep and lasting impact in the hands of the church partners Compassion assists. 

    If you don’t already, consider doing so yourself by sponsoring a child. 

     

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    Sunday Reflection: Why I Don’t Hate Religion

    January 15th, 2012 | 24 Comments »

    I am a Christian. I am a religious person. In fact, wish I were more so. I wish I more religiously cared for my own mind and body; more religiously cared for my family and more religiously served my neighbors. I wish I more religiously acted on the decisions I make when I have the eyes to see and the ears to hear clearly.  I wish I more religiously practiced and acted on what I believe to be True and Good and Beautiful.  I am a religious man because I practice what I believe and only wish I were more faithful to my religion.

    Perhaps obviously, I’m responding to the viral video entitled “Why I Hate Religion But Love Jesus.”  Even side from the generally false and far-too-easy accusations leveled against “churches,” the young brother’s poem is an example of what I find worst in religious practice: reactive emotionalism.  I believe I understand  what he’s reacting to. The cross-cultural, multi-ethnic, multi-generational, communal practice of Christianity is often messy and sometimes downright ugly. Yet I would suggest that the thing to do in response to poorly practiced religion is to work at practicing it well and helping others to do the same.   

    Serve the poor
    Support single mothers
    Visit and encourage the imprisoned.  
    Pray. 
    Study. 
    Sing. 
    Heal. 

    All of which are outward evidences and practices of inward convictions and beliefs

    Religion is exactly that; the outward practice of my inward conviction and belief.  It is the pattern created by regularly and consistently (and communally) acting on what I believe.  Without the outward work of my life (my religion), the inward conviction I have regarding the Goodness, Truth and Beauty of God in Christ is meaningless (James 2:14-26). I practice my faith regularly and consistently instead of allowing it to be an emotionally-rooted and nearly thoughtless sequence of reactions, each with a life-span roughly equivalent to that of a YouTube video’s popularity.

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    Thoughts On The Passing of Christopher Hitchens

    December 16th, 2011 | 8 Comments »

    “The order to ‘love thy neighbor as thyself’ is too extreme and too strenuous to be obeyed.”

    This is one of the lines from Christopher Hitchens’ book “God Is Not Great.”  It’s not a small thought or some quippy, dismissive jab; Hitchens sincerely believed that the strain of christian moralism hurt people mentally and emotionally… and I agree with him.  For this reason and many others, I’m deeply thankful for the work of Christopher Hitchens.  

    Reading Hitchens exposed for me the difference between playing a game against the practice squad in practice drills vs actually getting hit in the mouth by an opposing team; I had to mean what I said and know what I meant when I made crazy religious claims like “prayer works,” or that I was “born again” or even that “God is good.”  His work forced me to face my religious claims and practices from outside my tradition and honestly, critically evaluate what it is I believe wholeheartedly vs what I only claim to believe.  In doing so, he performed a service that very few within my tradition either can or will perform; to sincerely challenge the roots of faith without the safety net of cherishing that faith. 

    -His challenge that religion does not make people more “moral” led me to see the difference between learning to live well and learning to “be good.” I recognized that I do not believe that religion makes people moral and furthermore that it should not be the goal of religion to do so.

    -His challenges regarding the effectiveness of prayers for healing led me to far more critically receive such claims and more fully rejoice when I come to believe them true.  

    -His challenge that religion gives license for all kinds of destructive acts led me to deeply re-evaluate the ways I justify aspects of my own behavior in light of my calling or vocation.  I’d not previously dealt with how serious a thing poorly practiced religion is and that it really does destroy lives.

    When a pastor, speaker or chaplain presents a challenging question, those in attendance know that, in the end, the issue will be resolved; much in the same way a crisis is presented in an adventure film. We all know that somehow, Borne or Bond or Batman is going to make it out alive, get the girl and defeat the bad guy.  But with Hitchens, this was and is not the case; He believed firmly that religion was not only false but damaging.  Hitchens wasn’t asking questions in order to prepare the faithful for conversations they might have “out there in the world,” he was telling the Truth as he saw it and challenging those in opposition to either prove that it was not or change the way they thought and lived.  Such a confrontation and conversation has been priceless for my faith to be sincere and be fully lived.

    I am better for having read, watched and listened to Christopher Hitchens.  I am clearer on the difference between believing in God with all the challenge, mystery and internal conflict that comes from such a belief and settling into a kind of faith that dismisses critique as blasphemy only. 

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