Belief vs. Beloved

First I’m going to talk to you about the Bible and being beloved, and then I’m going to talk to you about politics.

The other day I had a conversation with a new Christian in which she expressed some negative feelings about the Bible.

To my surprise, her words shocked me. I thought, doesn’t she know how important scripture is? How dare she?

A little background: I have spent the past five years talking about how I sometimes dislike reading scripture, complaining about assuming it’s The Spiritual Discipline to the exclusion of others, how inflexibility about reading it once drove me crazy, how interpreting it less literally has freed me, and how chilling the heck out about Scripture has saved my life.

My shock was a paradox. I quite literally had no business judging her.

It’s funny: later, feeling shocked at her words cheered me. It reminded me that despite my angst and complaints I actually have a high view of Scripture. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have cared.

But it also reminded me I have some work to do around equating beliefs with belovedness.

When You Think Beliefs are Like Good Grades

Back when I was more conservative, I thought liberals just didn’t care as much. They weren’t willing to sacrifice or be rigorous.

It was the same attitude I had in college about people who saved homework for the last minute. Get it together, I thought. We’re not here to play.

I thought that conservative beliefs were like good grades. They took some extra work, but paid off in the end. I thought they counted more.

Look, I’m not here to bash conservatism. I have a lot of friends who embrace the more conservative end of the theological perspective: including a lot of fellow writers here at the Mudroom. There is beauty in tradition and order, beauty in submission to wise authority. There is beauty in holding fast, even when it’s difficult.

But my conservative friends would be the first to tell me that their beliefs don’t somehow matter to God more than mine. My tenacious faith—even after abuse and disillusionment and mental illness—is itself beautiful. We are all needful in the body of Christ.

I don’t have to apologize for being more liberal. And they don’t need to apologize for being more conservative.

We count.

With Jesus, we are all beloved.

My Anger and My Love Have to Talk

Now for politics: Right now, that kind belovedness is hard for me to live out.

Because I feel a deep sense of anger towards some conservative brethren because of the political situation in the US right now.

I feel angry at the ways conservative Christian culture has excused and dismissed President Trump’s explicit and implicit racism, his abuse of women, his xenophobia and bullying. I wince when prominent Christian leaders support him, and feel nearly as angry when others stay quiet. I fear for our country’s direction. I say amen to Johnathan Martin, who called the election a kind of apocalypse (not in a Left Behind way…just go read his essay). I sense America is under judgement for our dreamy denial of history.

Still though: my beliefs, my convictions, they do not somehow count more towards belovedness. Yes: justice matters to God. Our choices matter, and lack of discernment matters. I don’t know exactly how all that shakes out heavenward, though—and that’s important.

The main thing I know about God is that being human counts enough for love.

The confusion I feel between discernment and fellowship ends at this paradox: my love and my anger have to talk to each other.

Those same Christians that make me wince—they are beloved. Those who support President Trump who don’t know Jesus—also beloved. President Trump and those in his Administration? Beloved. 

I must battle to not turn my anger into dehumanizing words deeds and attitudes.

Clear-Eyed Love Purifies Our Hearts

Moving past shock matures us. When we stand clear-eyed before our own hypocrisies, the blindness of leaders, the self-serving rationalizations of people we once admired, the craven abuse of the powerful, by the relentless, frustrating humanity of every person on this fallen earth, we can use our energy for action, prayer, and witness instead of hand-wringing. Clear-eyed love will purify our hearts.

Let’s not feel shocked by each other anymore, my friends. Instead, let’s let this complicated world drive us to ask better questions, listen more intently, and love more fiercely.

Let’s stop feeling shocked and stand in awe instead.

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Heather Caliri

Heather Caliri

Writer at A Little Yes
Heather Caliri is a writer from San Diego who uses tiny, joyful yeses to free herself from anxiety. Tired of anxiety controlling your life? Try her mini-course, “Five Tiny Ideas for Managing Anxiety," for free here.
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  • Manuel, I’m glad you’re so passionate about our country and about politics that you want to research and seek truth. I’ve heard some of these views from people I love dearly. So much as I disagree with you, I pray that God continues to help you and I both seek truth. As Simone Weil said, “Christ likes us to prefer truth to him because, before being Christ, he is truth. If one turns aside from him to go toward the truth, one will not go far before falling into his arms.”
    So you are more than welcome to disagree with me. I celebrate that the Body of Christ needs many viewpoints to be whole.
    All that said, a few points.
    Truth should, as Weil said, lead us to Jesus. I would ask, respectfully: in all of your research, has what you found, thought, considered led you closer to peace? To loving people? To believing the best of people’s motives, or to empathy? Do you fear more, or less? What spiritual fruit has come out of your quest for answers? Do you find yourself more patient, joyful, and less cynical and bitter?
    Or are you more angry, less willing to trust, more cynical, more fearful?
    Honestly, reading these theories/opinions makes -me- feel despondent, not ennobled. Because at their core, they assume that people around you, our government, everyday human beings in the media are on the whole cynical, craven opportunists, or brainless drones. I know people in the media. I know many politicians, even those with whom I desperately disagree, are struggling to do the right thing. I think we all have more choice than you’re painting here.
    Conspiracy theories assume we have no choice but to doubt everyone, every institution, every fact. That there’s always a seamy underbelly to reality. Is that really of God?
    Because, even in the worst circumstances, Paul spoke with respect to Roman authorities. Jesus had a respectful dialogue with Pilate, who ended up putting him to death. He blessed a centurion. Even if we are in grave disagreement with authorities, we have an obligation to view them as made in the image of God–to believe the best of them.
    I don’t see that kind of respect in what you’ve posted here.
    So I wonder whether this truth you’re journeying towards is of Jesus. Because whatever our politics, we should be, as Paul said, thinking about “whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable…, excellent or praiseworthy.”
    I find little noble, admirable, pure or right in the theories you’ve posted here about the killing at Charlottesville and Sandy Hook. I know for a fact that those about Sandy Hook are directly causing great pain and abuse for the families of kids who were killed. Because of that, I’ve decided to delete your post. All ‘truth’ is not equal. Truth that slanders the bereaved is not okay.
    You’re welcome to respond, but further slanders, or any abuse will be deleted. I’d agree that Democrats have been full participants in racist ideology, and the support of the KKK, most notably Woodrow Wilson. At least we can shake hands on that.
    All that said, I appreciate that you did not speak disrespectfully to me personally. It’s disrespect towards others that I object to.