| Not Our Judge, Not Our Jailer |
| Saturday, 05 March 2005 | |
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Altar, blood, high priest, lamb, offering, Passover, priest, sacrifice, scapegoat, sin. In ancient times once a year a goat would be brought into the centre of the town and upon its back the priest would, symbolically, heap the sins of the community. The animal’s throat would then be torn and it would be hounded out into the desert to die. With this sacrifice the great God would be appeased and everyone was now out of danger till next year. Poor Goat. Poor God. What an astounding image of deity this theology presents us with. A god who will punish the broken, the separated, the lost, the foolish, the mistaken, the unloved - unless another a scapegoat (a blindman, a Christ child) can be sacrificed in the sinners place. In our reading today we are given a man born blind. Now obviously according to this atonement theology someone has sinned. Was it this man sinning in utero or was it his parents? Did this evil couple give birth to their very own scapegoat? How very clever of them. The question asked by the disciples presupposes that suffering only occurs because a sin has been committed. Because, as everybody knows, bad things only happen to bad people. So In order to unpack this passage a little further we must define sin. The possibilities of this definition range from the tangible, physical abuses which are so common thoughout our past and present right up to the more psychological or metaphorical.
To imagine that the only way to get right with the source of love and justice in cosmic history is to offer him the blood of innocent victims - extraordinary!
‘We
need to say No!’ Carter cries. No to a tradition of violent punishment
and to a God who needs throat cutting and crucifixion in order to
forgive.
Which
person sinned? This parent or that child? Oh God. Many of us may like
to think that we are not a superstitious people. And yet for most of us
you only have to scratch the rational surface a wee bit before the
magical thinking emerges. Magic like cutting the goats throat. Magic
like a God who punishes the bad
Blaming
the victim is not only something we do to others. It is often most
destructively something we do to ourselves. A friend of mine has a
brother who is suffering from cancer. He has had all the treatment he
can but still a tiny section of cancerous cells remain and are growing
and this young man thinks its his fault because he has sinned, he is
guilty, he did not do all he ought or love as he could
None of these things are bad or foolish in themselves and some of them God give us the courage to not make scapegoats of ourselves and others. Give us the wisdom to recognise the broken fragility of the world. To know that sometimes, bad things, frightening things, devastating things just happen and that you are not our judge, nor our jailer, but simply our holy one, our shepherd from the 23 Psalm, who holds us in our pain. Comments (0)
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