That Was Fast

Clouds in the sky with sunlight illuminating from behind and to the side.

Having selected my Lenten discipline of giving up judgmentalism (and writing about it), I was promptly challenged to keep that discipline. I hadn’t even finished the first essay about the project when I encountered this story on Religion News Service by a reporter I follow on the BlueSky social network, Jack Jenkins: “400 Christian leaders urge resistance to Trump administration on Ash Wednesday.”

One of the reasons I chose to examine judgment and judgmentalism this Lent is that I’ve been challenged for judgmentalism. I’ve been taken to task for criticizing some behaviors while excusing others. I’ve been told that some of the things I protest in some have been done by others – did I protest them?

The critique has sometimes been fair. I can’t say I was aware of all the examples that I didn’t protest (which makes it harder to protest them), but it’s also true that those wouldn’t have circulated in places where I pay attention. Limit your attention; limit your awareness. That’s something to consider as I continue this Lenten reflection on judgmentalism.

There on the very first day I had to discern and judge, because the statement invited religious leaders to sign on. Whether I signed or not, I would be making a judgment.

I hadn’t expected it to happen so fast. I hadn’t expected to face a significant decision before I’d laid up some intellectual foundations. Ah, well. As Robert Burns wrote to a mouse:

But Mousie, thou art no thy-lane,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ Mice an’ Men
          Gang aft agley,
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
          For promis’d joy!

Robert Burns, from “To a Mouse”

So what to use to discern?

When I first considered this question over pork chops and mashed potato, the first thing I thought of as a feature of discernment was time. Before choosing, give it time. Before deciding, give it time. Before acting, give it time. I expect to spend more time on this element (see what I did there?) through the next six weeks, but even as I thought it over I realized that we make a number of decisions in the moment and rightly so. When I finished my meal I drove home. I made decision after decision in those few minutes without reflecting on it for more than an instant. If I hadn’t, I’d have run the front of my car into a car in front of me.

Likewise, I have to admit that I have spent long periods of time considering my actions and ended up deeply regretting what I’d chosen. Time is no panacea.

Nevertheless, I decided I would consider the decision over a day.

(I decided I would decide. See what I did there?)

I read the statement “A Call to Christians in a Crisis of Faith and Democracy” several times. It’s not a subtle piece. “We are facing a cruel and oppressive government,” it claims. “This political crisis is driven by people who have fallen for the temptation of absolute power,” it asserts. “Governance is being hollowed out and replaced with corruption, loyalty tests, intimidation, and the normalization of lawlessness,” it states. Strong words. Strong judgments. The authors of the statement have looked at the acts of the administration and made conclusions about the character of those acts: cruel, oppressive, corrupt, and lawless. Further, they have asserted that the temptation of absolute power is a driving factor for those who direct those acts.

I face the question: Do I concur with those judgments? Do I agree with their characterization of these acts? Do I accept the diagnosis of the motives?

Further, I read the list of signatories. Although I’ve been in ministry a long time, I didn’t recognize all the names. I saw many that were familiar, including quite a few whose words and work I’ve greatly admired. I also saw a number of people from organizations I’ve never heard of. I saw that representatives of the “mainline” Protestant churches clearly predominated, with a lot of leaders from ecumenical settings. A number of the people who signed come from my own denomination, the United Church of Christ, including our General Minister and President. Some of the signers are colleagues I deeply respect. Some are dear friends.

I face the question: Are these people whose discernment I trust? While I still have to do my own work, can I trust the work they have done?

The statement is not simply a diagnosis of our condition. It is also a call to action. Those who signed made eight commitments. The authors expanded more on them than I have here:

  • Protect and stand with vulnerable people,
  • Love our neighbors,
  • Speak truth to power,
  • Seek peace,
  • Do justice,
  • Strengthen democracy,
  • Practice hope, and
  • Ground our discipleship in prayer and inward journey.

I face the question: Are these commitments I can make? Are they consistent with my understanding of Christianity? Are they things I have the power to do? Are they things I have the will to do?

I slept on it. I read the statement again (and again). I reviewed the names. I found more names I knew. I considered the commitments.

Here’s the thing: I knew I was inclined to add my name to the list when I read Jack Jenkins’ headline. That was my first judgment, my off-the-cuff discernment. But was it judgmental? Particularly given the strong language about the political and spiritual condition of the nation?

Also, was I (am I) merely reinforcing my own pre-established conclusions? On the Sunday after the election, I said, “The United States has re-elected as President a devourer of widows’ houses. Plain and simple. Already his followers have sent messages to African American children telling them to report for sale as slaves. Already his followers have sent messages to women: ‘Your body. My choice.’”

Of the three areas of discernment I’ve named here, I had no problems with the commitments. I’ve held those as virtues consistent with Christianity for many years (which raises the problem of reinforcing my conclusions again). There were more than enough people whose judgment I trust in the list to make their willingness to sign compelling. The sticking point was: Do I agree enough with the diagnosis section to sign on to it? Do I need to learn more that either confirms or refutes that characterization of the administration’s acts?

This morning I sat with it again, considered it again. And I came to the same conclusion with which I’d started: I believe I know enough. I agree with the characterization. I need to make the commitment.

I signed.

Discerning a Lenten Discipline

A small plant grows from the top of a light pole with electrical and communications wires around it and just a hint of sunrise color in the clouds.

I take both sides of the annual Lenten argument about whether it is better to give things up or take things on. The point of Lenten discipline, I believe, is to invite God’s love, guidance, and compassion into your soul. That doesn’t happen the same way for every person, and for that matter, it doesn’t happen the same way for any one person at different times in their life. I’ve ruefully observed that when I’ve tried to repeat successful Lenten disciplines in later years, I haven’t been able to keep them. Familiarity may not breed contempt, but for me, novelty holds my attention better.

I still wish I could repeat the year I gave up anxiety for Lent. I’d like to give up anxiety for good.

Each year I choose two things. One is something to give up for the Lenten season. That has included different foods and beverages, activities, and yes, one year I gave up anxiety. The second is something to take on for the Lenten season. I’ve taken photos, written poetry, composed songs, exercised. With the two disciplines to either side, I’ve looked within each and between them both for the presence of God. Sometimes I just find myself – which isn’t a bad achievement, mind you. Sometimes I get a glimpse of eternity.

Another element of the practice is what I say about them. The “take on” projects tend to be visible (or audible, the year I wrote songs). I often acknowledge them and reflect on them during the season. In contrast, I say as little as I can manage about the “give up” disciplines. I’m trying to avoid public piety for public piety’s sake. It’s so easy to “look good” by spotlighting Lenten practice. Some people can do that and do that well. I prefer to keep a windy distance between my private devotion and public reputation.

That brings me (finally; what a long introduction this has been) to this year’s discipline. I’ve thought about things I could give up this year. I’ve thought about things I could take on. As I lingered over some delicious mashed potatoes with mushroom sauce, I considered giving up potatoes. That would have been quite a challenge for me, and definitely a challenging discipline. I may take it on in some other year.

Another challenge has presented itself recently, and I found myself lingering over that even more than over the mashed potatoes. Judgmentalism. It’s not a new struggle, and it’s not a new temptation for me. The first time I ever heard what I identified as the voice of God, it challenged a judgment I’d made. God told me I was wrong.

Given my inclinations, I’m not sure I can give up judgmentalism without great effort, even for forty-six days. I’m quite confident that the effort is worth it (is that judgmental?). I also think I need to struggle with it “out loud,” as it were, because I rapidly realized that it’s a complicated project.

Human beings can’t live without making judgments – quite literally. We have to make choices between options of food, drink, thoughts, approaches to tasks, even relationships. If I gave up making decisions for Lent, people would rightly accuse me of irresponsibility.

So what do I need to do to make an appropriate judgment that isn’t judgmental?

That is my Lenten project. I will write a series of essays on discernment, judgment, and judgmentalism with the goal of reducing the last and strengthening the first. I have no outline for the project other than to somewhat aimlessly predict that there will be six essays, one written during each week in the season. It’s possible there may be more, as one way of considering these questions is to work through actual issues I’m considering rather than consider the issues in the abstract.

So that’s my Lenten discipline, spread out before you. I pray God’s blessings upon you in your own practices through this time and all time.

Oh, one other thing. I decided that each essay would be accompanied by a new original photo. As I learned during last year’s sabbatical, photography has been good for my soul, so I need it in this project.

Photo by Eric Anderson