Things fall apart; the center cannot
hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the
world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed and
everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is
drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while
the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.1
Can the center hold?
That was the question proposed in an
article on Lamentations 3:22-33. It is borrowed from a poem by WB
Yeats, “The Second Coming”. Yeats'
poem reflects the struggles of a post World War I Europe but it seems
to apply here today as we read the poet's words in Lamentations.
We are, perhaps in
a bit of irony, at the center of the book of Lamentations. And at the
center of this book the poet confesses the creed: “The steadfast
love the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end,” but
can the center hold? Can the creed hold? Given what has taken place
with the fall of Jerusalem to the Babylonian empire, the poet reminds
himself of this creed as he works his way through his lament, “But
this I call to mind and therefore I have hope” (3:21). He seems
confident that this creed will hold; that the center will not give
way and mere anarchy will not be loosed upon the world but his
confidence gives way to a kind of resignation, “It is good for one
to bear the yoke in youth...to give one's cheek to the smiter.”
Even so, confidence and confession return for the poet: “For the
Lord will not reject forever...for he does not willingly afflict or
grieve anyone.”
The poet believed
those things, at least here in the center of the book, he believes
them to be true. He believes in this hope but he calls this hope into
terrible question at the end: “unless you have utterly rejected us,
and are angry with us beyond measure” (5:22). In other words: The
Lord will not rejects forever...unless he does!2
To hear that is to
hear the terror that haunts Lamentations. What if the center cannot
hold? What God is unable to keep God's promises? Yes, the scriptures
say that the Lord's love endures forever but what if if it does not?
What if God has utterly rejected us? Can those questions be what
faced those hunkered down in the destroyed city of God?3
Can those be the questions many of us are asking today?
A movie came on the
other day called Higher Ground. It was about a woman who married very
young and grew up in a fundamentalist church. Everything was fine and
dandy until her best friend was diagnosed with a brain tumor. Her
friend survived but was left in almost vegetative state. The movie
began to focus on her struggle with what her church taught and with
what was happening in reality. At the end of the movie she gives a
little testimony in which she expresses her doubts and fears. Her
children finish singing “In the Garden” and she begins to share
her thoughts. She talks about how lovely it must be to walk with
Jesus in the garden. To have him there and to be by his side. She
tells a story of how as a little girl she said she heard Jesus
knocking on her heart but now, as an adult, with all that's gone on
she can't hear him knocking anymore. She cries out for him to answer
her but he's no one where to be found. She's struggling. She's
confused. She's afraid.
The camera pans to
the left for a shot of the congregation and you can see several
members tearing up. They seem to connect with what she is saying.
They seem to understand and feel relieved that someone expressing the
fears and doubts they have themselves. The pastor sits there quietly
and gets a look of pride when she says, “I admire your faith.”
She gives him the microphone and leaves the church. The movie ends
with her taking one look back at the small congregation as they begin
to sing “How Great Thou Art” and she leaves through the backdoor
alone.
I rewound the movie
several times to see if what I saw was right. There was a woman
leaving the church with her fears and her doubts and she was leaving
alone. When her questions and fears began to shake the center of her
church she didn't find comfort or restoration but instead isolation
and separation. It was, for once, an honest depiction of the
struggles of faith.
It is hard to have
to faith. It is hard to go through life and not ask ourselves, “will
the center hold?” “Can the center hold?” Can it hold our
questions, our doubts, our fears? Can it hold our mistakes, our
depression, our divorces, our failures, our pain? Can the center hold
at midnight?
The beautiful
struggle of faith is depicted throughout the scriptures. We often
read the stories of Israel's faults and failures as sinfulness and
disobedience from God. We read those stories wondering, “How could
they turn away from the God who freed them from Egypt?” We
sometimes, accidentally or by design, avoid the real the struggle in
those stories. We look at Thomas and question his love for Jesus when
he says, “I will not believe unless I see.” We look at one
another and say, “If you have questions, fears, doubts, or worries,
don't. Jesus, “Do not worry”” forgetting that the rest of the
passage reads, “Do not worry about tomorrow for tomorrow will worry
about itself. Today has enough troubles.”
Yes, today has
enough troubles, the lines on our faces are evidence of those
troubles. Our troubles sometimes ask, “Can the center hold?”
Do you know that
ministers ask themselves that question for time to time? Almost 40%
of all ministers will experience some form of depression during their
ministry. Did you know that almost 80% of all adults living in
America will experience so form of depression? Among Christians the
numbers are about the same based on a quick Google search,
approximately 1 out of 4 will experience some for of depression.
I learned the other
night a friend recently lost her job as a youth minister and her
husband due to having a mental break. The stress of the job, the
stress of feeling like the whole world was on her shoulders
eventually broke her. While seeking help she learned that her husband
left her cause he couldn't deal with it and the church where she
ministered for the past few years said she was a danger to the youth
and they let her go.
It's hard to have
faith and hope in such a time. It is hard for churches to see their
ministers struggle and see them at times of serious weakness. It is
hard for ministers to admit they need help or that they struggle in
their faith. It is hard for men and women who believe they should
have all the answers to life's problems have none of their own.
The hard truth is
ministers are people just like you. We are just as human as you are.
We wrestle with God, faith, salvation, hope, and reality. We struggle
with unrealistic expectations and how to live up to them. We often
don't have the courage to say, “I need help.” We often feel
alone. We preach that if you call on Christ, he answers you. We
preach that Christ is in the midst of your struggles but when our
struggles come we feel as though they shouldn't. We feel like we
should be excluded. Our churches feel we should be excluded.
But we're not. None of us are: Congregants or ministers.
A lot of us ask the
same question the poet is asking every single day, “Does God's love
endure forever? Can the center hold?”
We've heard this
question before, “even though I walk through the darkest valley”
or “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” We cannot
understand the hope of Psalm 23 (“The Lord is my Shepherd”4)
if we do not hear them uttered in the midst of the darkest valley. We
cannot understand the cry of Jesus unless we hear them in the midst
of the pain and suffering of the cross. The hope that the scriptures
speak to, the center of faith: “God's love endures forever” is a
center that is tested time and time again. And time and time again we
see God's faithfulness and we have to remind ourselves of it.
The poet reminds
himself of the center of faith and he holds on to it writing, “The
Lord is good to those who wait for him” (v.25). Of course we know
how long the wait can be. We know what that waiting place looks like.
We know the old magazines that sit on the shelves of that waiting
place. We know we can be overconfident and say, “It's okay! Just
hold on. Just believe that all will be well” like we're Kevin Bacon
at the end of Animal House. But what if everything will not be okay?
What if our friend's child dies of cancer? What if our father or
mother cannot ever walk? What if the poet is right? What if the
center cannot hold?
I know it is not my
duty to produce such doubt. Life produces doubt, that's a universal
truth. But I do believe we need to be honest when we reach these dark
valleys in our spiritual journeys. We need to name it, to allow a
place for it in our worship, and to put faith where it belongs “as
the amazing “nevertheless”: “Nevertheless I am continually with
you; you hold my right hand” (Psalm 73:23).”5
For the poet, faith
will require Israel's memory of what God has done and it will need to
be continual reminder through prayer and worship. Faith for us will
require our own communal memory of what God has done. You remember
the saying, “It takes a village”? It will take a congregation, a
church, a faith community to restore our faith, to be an open space
for our questions and our fears, and our doubts. We will sing about
it in our worship. We will proclaim from the darkest valleys and the
tallest crosses. We will do it together.
The center cannot
hold when we are alone. Our faith cannot hold on its own. We are not
strong enough to go through life alone. We need one another. We need
our faith community, our church family to remind us of our center, to
remind us that our center can hold. There will be times when we feel
our faith cannot hold, our center is crashing down and anarchy is
loosened on the world. We need to admit to one another when we feel
that all is lost. We need to be honest with one another about our
hurts, our fears, our struggles, our pain. We need to, else we end up
trying to hold the center in place alone. We need one another to hold
up the voice that says, “The steadfast love of the Lord never
ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness” (vv.22-23).
It does not fix our
problems or raise us up to the clouds beyond the troubles of this
world; but it will bring God into the depths to share our terrors and
unbelief and give us, in Christ, a place to stand. Even when we feel
the center cannot hold.6
1William
Butler Yeats, “The Second Coming,” in The Norton Anthology of
English Literature, seventh
edition vol.2 (New York: Norton Co., 2000), 2106-2107.
2Fred
Gaiser, “Lamentations 3:22-33: Commentary on First Reading”
http://www.workingpreacher.org
3Fred
Gaiser, “Lamentations 3:22-33: Commentary on First Reading”
http://www.workingpreacher.org
4Fred
Gaiser, “Lamentations 3:22-33: Commentary on First Reading”
http://www.workingpreacher.org
5Fred
Gaiser, “Lamentations 3:22-33: Commentary on First Reading”
http://www.workingpreacher.org
6Fred
Gaiser, “Lamentations 3:22-33: Commentary on First Reading”
http://www.workingpreacher.org
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