God Shows Up!

Last weekend we heard some tough words from Job. Do you remember our first reading?

 Job had it all: a beautiful wife, well-adjusted kids, great job, good health, and plenty of friends. And then the bottom fell out. He lost it all practically overnight. It sounds a bit like a fairy tale gone wrong, and maybe it is just that. But sadly, we don’t need to go on a quest for the historical Job to find truth in this story.  Because I think what is so scary about the Book of Job is that it can (and does) happen just this way in real life. Bad things do, unfortunately, happen to good people far too often.

 In pastoral ministry and in my everyday life I meet people who have had way more than their share of troubles, usually because of circumstances way beyond their control. And once things begin to spiral downward it is difficult to turn all of that around. What is amazing to me, and scary to me, is just how quickly an ordered life can unravel. I don’t mean people who just kind of like to complain and really have had a pretty good hand dealt to them. I mean those people for whom it is one thing after another and it’s not fair.

 So last week we heard Job crying out to the God whom it is no longer clear is even there. It’s just too dark for Job to tell. He looks to his right and left, in front and behind, but he can’t find God. And he needs to find God because he wants his day in court. He wants to make his argument, to make his case before the Almighty: what has happened to him is not fair. Job is no whiner and his complaint is justified, I think. His questions are fair ones that go to the heart of faith: if God is just and if God is powerful then why is there so much pain and suffering in this world?

So today we continue with the narrative and God shows up like a whirlwind in the midst of thunder and lightning! Imagine that! Imagine yourself praying for a sign, praying for God to show up and it happens just like that. Only God doesn’t show up sheepishly to be cross-examined by Job. Nor does God show up with answers as to why the just suffer or to be more specific why this bad stuff has happened to this good man. God shows up loaded for bear. God shows up with God’s own set of questions. 

In fact that is the first thing I want you to notice because I think it is of profound importance theologically. Job had one question for God: “why me?” God literally comes at Job with a whole litany of questions: “gird up your loins like a man, Job and I will question you…”

• Who is this…?
• Where were you…
• Who determined…?
• Who stretched…?
• Who has put…?
• Who has given…?
• Can you lift…? 
• Can you provide? … 
• Can you send…?
• Can you hunt…?

We’ll have to wait until next week to hear how Job responds. But for today it is our task to reflect on God’s whirlwind speech. What might it mean?

One interpretative trajectory focuses on the sovereignty and inscrutability of God. God gets to be God, not us. God’s questions remind Job (and more importantly the reader of the Book of Job) that we aren’t as smart as we think we are. God’s ways are not our ways. That isn’t an answer to the question of human suffering. But it is a clear reminder that the universe doesn’t work like a clock, and God isn’t a giant engineer in the sky. I think of the film, Bruce Almighty, which I love in part because underneath all the laughs I think there is a pretty serious theological point directly related to the topic at hand.

You may recall that Morgan Freeman plays God in that film, but he’s tired and actually burnt out, so more than ready for a sabbatical.  God leaves Jim Carrey in charge for a while. One of my favorite parts is when the Jim Carrey character just grants every prayer request as if prayer was like throwing a coin into a wishing well. Everyone wins the lottery! I mean everyone who wished they would win does win. So the “jackpot” is split so far that the winnings total about 49 cents each! Granting every prayer request leads to chaos, because most people don’t really know what is best for them but only what they think is best for them. The only prayer that truly never fails is “thy will be done…”

So one might imagine Morgan Freeman speaking these words out of the whirlwind to Jim Carrey and essentially the message goes something like this: “Do you want to switch jobs for a while, Job? I’ll take a little vacation and leave you in charge of the universe for a week or so and we’ll see how that goes, alright? You up for that?” Gird up your loins like a man, son!

Another interpretive trajectory starts at the opposite end, with Job. One thing about suffering (and this is an observation, not a judgment) - suffering can make us very self-centered. It’s isolating. Our world becomes smaller and smaller. Elizabeth Kubler-Ross, in her work on the stages of grief, spoke about isolation and depression as stages one who is going through loss has to navigate. That is very real, I think, and part of what has happened to Job. Granted, his friends are real schmucks. But nevertheless, Job’s very real pain has meant the loss of family and a rift with his friends. He’s all alone in the world and worst of all it feels as if even God has abandoned him.

So the mere presence of God is a kind of grace because at least he knows that he is not alone. But God’s speech also points Job outward to the natural world, that is back to the world beyond himself. I once took a Continuing Ed class at Princeton Seminary on Job that was team-taught by a Biblical Scholar and a Professor of Pastoral Care. The latter insisted that we misunderstand and confuse pastoral care with being nice. So we think a good pastor (and by extension, God) ought to focus with Job on his loss and ask him how he is feeling about that. But in truth that kind of approach can contribute to keeping a person stuck. He argued that God is like a tough but wise therapist in this speech; a truth-teller who helps Job make a break-through to a new place. So one might hear God’s whirlwind speech as something like this: 

Job: you need to go on a whale watch and consider Leviathan that I made for the sport of it. Or take a walk along the ridge of the Grand Canyon, or hike the Rockies or camp underneath Pleides and Orion in Acadia National Park. Or consider the glorious array of maples on a clear autumn day in New England. Sit on your porch during a lightning storm and consider. Consider the ravens and the mountain lions.   Consider the lilies of the field, Job. 

Now this trajectory isn’t mutually exclusive from the first one. In fact, I think they are really just two sides to one coin. The first focuses on God’s sovereignty and the second on human limitations. But on both sides of that coin we are reminded that the job of being the Almighty is not open. Job need not apply and we need not apply either! In both cases we are reminded that we aren’t in control.

 I think God is saying it’s a big world out there and it’s not all about us. That doesn’t mean that God doesn’t care about us. It simply means that our measure of the universe can’t always be about what is or is not working for us at any given moment. That’s a form of narcissism. That in no way is to suggest that our pain is not real when we suffer. But sometimes when we can transform that pain into something like service, we find healing, even if not explanations. A child is killed by a drunk driver and there is no answer to that question of why God has “allowed this to happen.” But there are other drunk drivers and there other children and when mothers get M.A.D.D. together and step beyond their own circle of pain to embrace the needs of others, both they and the world are in some real and tangible way set on the path toward healing. Or a man sits and waits for his chemotherapy and notices this incredibly brave nine-year old girl who has lost all of her hair and it dawns on him that he is not the only one fighting for his life and the bond between them is strong enough to inspire him to keep fighting not only for himself but as part of something bigger than self. We are not alone, even when it may feel like that.

Maybe part of the healing process is to be able to step back and laugh. Did we really think that the question of human suffering has an answer we could possibly comprehend? Are we so arrogant as to believe that a question that the greatest minds throughout the centuries have wrestled with can be answered like a simple math problem? That God can show up and say: “Well, Job, your questions are very fair so let me sit down and explain to you how this universe thing works…There will be time at the end for further questions!”

Suffering is real, and no light matter, especially when it finds us. But the question “why me?” may not be the best or only question for us to ask. As someone has written, “why not me?” As it turns out, the Book of Job doesn’t answer the question about why the just suffer. What it does do is reframe things and point us toward new and bigger questions that have the potential to lead us to hope and healing.

What, you may ask, does any of this have to do with faithful discipleship, and in particular faithful stewardship? (OK, maybe no one is asking that question except for me and the members of the stewardship committee!) But we’ve been reflecting on what it means to belong and not generically but to belong here, at St. Michael’s, for the past four weeks. The big ask of all of you is to support the work of this parish inside these walls and beyond them.

What I love the most about my vocation as a priest is hearing people’s stories. And let me tell you that even in the most seemingly charmed of lives, there has been some pain and loss and grief. And also healing, and grace, and new life. We belong here to be there for each other on the hard days and we belong here in order to remind each other that death never gets the last word. Even at the grave we make our song: alleluia, alleluia, alleluia. We belong to God who is always bringing life out of death. 

We gather here on the Day of Resurrection to remember the Paschal mystery, which is just another way of saying that Good Friday never gets the last word. Never.