A Biblical Perspective On Diversity

There is certainly some hesitation when developing a biblical perspective of diversity. It was not so long ago that passages such as the curse against Ham’s son Canaan (Genesis 9:20-27) were taken as a justification for discrimination against African American. Many Old Testament scriptures not only show that God has a soft spot for one particular nation, Israel, but also that He at times has instructed people to not marry those of other nations and even more difficult passages in which He demands that they kill all people, even children, in some of the nations and cities that they conquer (Deuteronomy 7:1-6). So often these passages have been used to form worldviews that discourage amnesty amongst ethnic groups. Understandably, therefore, there is often a hesitation and near defensiveness towards the Scriptures when the issue of diversity is addressed.

As any serious biblical scholar would affirm, however, extreme caution should be taken in the interpretation of scriptures as to discern the meaning of the text apart from any personal or cultural bias or prejudice of the reader. In looking at the aforementioned passages, a more balanced and accurate interpretation would observe that these scriptures had far more to do with the holiness of God and faithfulness of Israel than with ethnicity and diversity. As the Bible is God’s word and cannot contradict itself, we must trust more explicit scriptures that address diversity rather than the stretched and biased interpretation of a few passages.

Paul is very clear in his epistles that ethnicity, civil liberties and gender are not barriers between man and God, and should not cause division among the church. In 1 Corinthians 12:13 it is written, “For we are all baptized by one Spirit into one body –whether Jews or Greeks, slave or free –and we are all given one Spirit to drink.” Again it is stated in Galatians 3:23, “There is neither Jew nor Greek, slave nor free, male nor female, for you are all one in Christ Jesus.”

In addition to these more direct passages, there are countless references throughout both the Old and New Testaments that show the worth of all people regardless of ethnicity, ability and gender as well as the value of intercultural relationships. God created all people in His image, and after creating humankind, He declared them to be very good (Genesis 1:26-31). He did not distinguish between race, class, ability, but rather from this one man who was determined very good and made in the image of God, people of all cultures have come. Therefore, as each person is a direct descendent of Adam, created in the image of God, declared to be very good, and known even before birth (Psalm 139), to determine another human being as unworthy of dignity and respect is to declare that they are not made in the image of God, that the Lord’s beloved creation is not good, and that when He stated they were, God lied. Disrespect for human diversity is thus not only harmful to relationships between fellow men and women, but also severely mars the relationship between an individual and God.

The value of all people is shown again and again throughout the scriptures. Although he was born illegitimately, God promises Hagar that Ishmael will become the father of a great nation (Genesis21:17-18). Moses was an incredibly significant leader in both the Jewish and Christian faiths and is still respected today, but he had a difficult time with speaking (a disability) and was married to a woman of a different ethnicity (Exodus 4:10; Exodus 3:21). Rahab was a Canaanite from Jericho, but though she was not Jewish, was a woman and was sexually immoral, her life was spared because of her faith, and she became a foremother of Jesus (Joshua 2-6). Ruth too is applauded as a heroine of faith and though a Moabite and a woman, is mentioned in the genealogy of Jesus (Ruth 1:4; Matthew 1:5). Uriah, husband of Bathsheba, was a Hittite but acted more honorably than King David one of the most honored and respected Jews (2 Samuel 11).

Jesus healed the servant of a Roman centurion, even though the officer was of a different ethnic group (Matthew 8:5-13). He ministered to a sexually immoral Samaritan woman, who by birth was of a different ethnicity religion and by action was of a different ideology regarding the sanctity of sexual intercourse. Still, despite her vast differences, she had faith that Jesus was Messiah and became a powerful witness to her people (John 4:1-26, 39-42). In addition to interacting with and serving people of different ethnicities, cultures and lifestyles, Jesus ministered to people of various abilities, those who were blind, lame, lepers and who had various other diseases that alienated them from the rest of society (Luke 13:10-17; 17:11-19; 18:35-43).

Significant references regarding diversity extend beyond the Gospels and into the rest of the New Testament as well. The Apostle Peter, along with many other early Christians, was known at one point in the early church to show favoritism towards Jewish believers, especially in regards to the cultural and religious factors of circumcision and dietary requirements. Multiple times, however, in the book of Acts and other epistles, these prejudices were denounced as ungodly attitudes (Acts 10:28; Galatians 2:11-14; Galatians 5:11-12)

God’s desire for all of his children, regardless of ethnicity, gender and location, to return to Him is reinforced in passages like John 3:16 that states that God so loved the whole world, and the great commission which calls us to go out and make disciples of all nations (Matthew28:19). One particular incident that supports the argument that God cares for all people is that of Phillip and the Ethiopian eunuch in Acts chapter 8. The eunuch was both of a different race and culture, as well as one who had compromised his gender, yet he was a man seeking to know God. Phillip was sent a considerable distance to preach the Gospel to this one man and baptize him into the Church. Despite characteristics that even today would make him a minority and different from the rest of the church and society, the Ethiopian eunuch was acceptable in God’s eyes (Acts 8:26-40).

Looking at the whole of creation and all of the innumerable ways in which God has created diversity in all things, it is understandable that God would create people as a diverse race a well. He created each snowflake and each leaf on each tree entirely unique; He created even mere rocks and sand so differently from one location to the next. As stewards of God’s creation (Genesis 1:28-30; Genesis 2:15), we are to love and care for it in all its beauty and diversity. So too, should we love and care for others not in spite of our differences, but because of them.
God has created each individual uniquely and with love and just as He has created us with diverse gifts, personalities and purposes, He has also created us with diverse cultures, genders and abilities. Nothing about what He has created is a mistake. Each individual, culture and ethnic subpopulation is able to represent many different aspects of who God is and reflect his image to the world. Therefore, rejecting one of God’s people is an offense against God’s most beloved creation as well as against the Lord Himself whose character is in some way represented in each human being, regardless of ethnicity, gender or ability.

A truly Biblical perspective on human diversity is therefore one that takes into account the sacredness of human life as we are all beings created in God’s image. It respects the dignity, individuality and purpose of each person, acknowledging that no ethnicity or culture or gender or physical or mental level of ability could ever represent God fully and it takes a vast array of unique individuals to even reflect his glory in part. This perspective must acknowledge the variety of people who are members of God’s kingdom and who have contributed to His great plan for the world as can be read throughout the Bible. Finally, a truly biblical perspective calls for unity in the Church among all people. “For He is our peace, who has made the two into one and has destroyed the barrier, the dividing wall of hostility” (Ephesians 2:14).

Today I am grateful for the opportunity to make a difference

Today I am grateful for the opportunity to make a difference. I was reading in the devotional “For they shall be fed” tonight, and came across this prayer:

“Merciful Lord,

Hunger seems so massive, so intimidating, that we feel helpless. because there is so much we cannot do, please save us from concluding that, therefore, we can do nothing. Help us, like children learning to walk, to take one small step to assist the hungry. Then show us how to take another step… and another. Free us from the captivity of seeing only what cannot be done, and enable us to see what we can do. Then give us the courage and the love to do it. And help us to do it, Lord, not as an unwanted burden, but as an opportunity to celebrate life more fully and reflect your love more completely. We ask it in the name of your Son, Jesus Christ, who came to save us from sin and death; yes, and to save us also for a life devoted to deeds of love. Amen.”

-Art Simon, President of Cristian Children’s Fund

Last year at about this time of the summer I was deciding to lead a college small group and brainstorming topics. I settled on “the ways God shows His love for us and the ways He calls us to show His love to others” One of the weekly topics was that God shows His love for us by trusting us to carry out His mission.

The all-powerful, all-mightly, all-knowing, ever-present God of the Universe, Creator of the Universe, uses us (you and me) to do His work in the world. Sometimes the magnitude of the world’s problems is so overwhelming. It seems like nothing we could ever do will make a difference in the long run. And, honestly, that is true. I don’t know enough, and don’t have enough power, and can’t be in enough places at once to make a change in this world. But God, my God, who hears and answers my prayers and whose Holy Spirit works in and through me, He has enough power, He has enough knowledge, and He is present on the highest mountians, in the lowest valleys and even to the ends of the earth…

Today, I am very grateful that He lets me help in the amazing work He is doing throughout the world.

some lessons from now and from long ago

I often find myself spending hours reflecting on myself and my life and my God. I find that while experience is the greatest teacher, I would not remember a single lesson unless I study and reflect on what I have learned and am learning.

Occasionally, the though crosses my mind that these are the things people blog about. They think deeply and then write those thoughts.

I am not one who is talented in putting my thoughts into words. It is not always easy for me to write. And I am not good at doing things consistently. My own journal and my blog are both lacking.

So instead of making a resolution to write a few poetic and profound entries each week, or trying to go back to the emotions I experienced in the past month and “catch up” on my writing- pretending I never neglected to write, I will just summarize so of the lessons I am learning and some of the lessons I have been remembering as of late…

If you ask God to break your heart, he is sure to answer swiftly and completely and you are sure to not regret it, though it is painful.

Life is a funny thing, how it ends in death. And death is a funny thing how it ends in life. The death of one who is old and well lived does not seem so harsh when someone young is dying too. And the delay of one’s dreams or the removal of one’s friends, although difficult, are certainly not so bad either.

As much as you forget and neglect God, He will never forget or neglect you. Never. He will always be there when you come back to Him, and I will always wonder why I ever left.

Pride leads to downfall. I learned this in high school English class, but somehow I forgot. I remembered again when the slightest bit of confidence was followed by the near blowing up of a scrap yard and a mistake on a wedding dress.

Sometimes, you learn something about yourself, and you feel that this one thing you just learned defines you entirely. It is good to learn and to discover who you are- It helps you to better relate to yourself and the world around you and the people you love. But it is incredibly liberating to, after having learned, realize that what ever it is, whether it is dyslexia or the enneagram, it is not you. You are you, and it may describe part of who you are or how you behave or think or feel, but it is just a tiny part of this glorious creature that God has created.

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There have been many more lessons and thoughts and reflections that I have not yet found words for… but these are a few of the dominant ones… I hope to share more someday about how and why I am learning these things, but for now, this is all I have for you.

Peace.

Ethical Dilemmas

I am studying Social Work in college.

Translation: I spend thousands of dollars every year to sit in professor facilitated discussions about ethical dilemmas… what to do in those situations where no one can win, or where right and wrong is a bit foggy…

If a woman is having a baby and you can only save one, who do you save?

Is assisted suicide okay?

What are the rights of children, the rights of their parents, and what do you do when they conflict?

If a man in his thirties has a casual conversation about not wanting to ever be in a vegetative state, and a week later gets in a horrible motor cycle accident, and is in a coma for three weeks, and after four weeks people almost never come out of comas, and he has a mother, father, fiance, ex-wife, two daughters and three very close brothers…

If all of that were to happen, would you pull the plug? and who has the right to decide?

Right now, my family is having to figure that out.

Hypothetical situations and ethical dilemmas aren’t supposed to actually be real… They aren’t supposed to happen to your cousins… They aren’t supposed to be anything more than exercises in decision making and games to determine what you value… They aren’t supposed to be real…

But sometimes, unfortunately, they are.

In classroom discussion groups and lectures and such, this is very easy to forget.

But today, i can to anything but forget my cousin lying in the hospital as others determine whether he lives or dies.

Please pray for him. and for his family who is having to decide what to do.

please pray

I found out yesterday that the social work department will not approve my internship. I have emailed the professor who is the head of the whole department to see if the decision can be changed, the registrar’s office to see if they could make an exception for me and I could transfer in internship credits from another school, and financial aid to see if I can afford to take a semester off of school… I am eagarly awaiting answers and desperately needing prayer. I really feel like this is what I should be doing, but I don’t want to go just because I really want to, I want to go because it would be the best way for me to pursue what God want’s me to do…

Looking at every where I have been, all of my passions, all of my experiences, all of my knowledge, all of my dreams and desires for the future, the advice and affirmation of others- I am absolutely convinced that I am supposed to spend my life, or at least a great deal of my life, giving abandoned kids a place and person to call home… I want to do this somewhere in Latin America, and with kids who either because of death, abandonement or financial problems have been living and working on the street.

Anyway- I am hoping and questioning and wondering if the best way to get there is to intern abroad next spring… Please pray for me and every one else who is involved in making decisions about this internship- because right now I have no idea what to do, and can’t really do anything until I find out what others have to say anyway.

Thanks.

what heaven sounds like

Today I woke up and heard goats bleating. I heard chickens going about their business, and the sounds of roosters welcoming the morning. Last night, I heard ducklings objecting to being held, and a parakeet objecting to me walking by.

Later today, I will hear the sounds of dogs fighting and playing. Of a cat that wants to be left alone.

I will hear the sounds of children laughing and of crying, and might even join in myself.

I just drank coffee and am smelling the smell of pancakes as “the sound of melodies” floats through my mind.

Minus the crying (because I am told there will be no more tears) this is heaven.

purple wandering jew

A few months ago I went to Wisconsin for a week. Silly me, I forgot to water the house-plant garden that I had in my apartment. The plants were quite sickly when I returned, and other than a sporadic watering, I neglected to nurse them back to health. School took up all of my time and energy, and frankly, I cared more about getting a little rest from work and worry than nurturing them as I should have.

Today is the first day of summer vacation. I moved out of my apartment, and packed up that garden with the rest of my stuff. Of 6 plants, two were dead, two were thriving, and two needed some pruning. I went to clip off the dying vines so that new ones could grow, but was stopped short by what I saw.

The vines that I was going to clip had new leaves at their ends. six or seven inches of deadness and leaves that crumbled at the slightest touch, but just a little further along there were more leaves soft to the touch and very much alive.

Sometimes I think we are like that plant. Humans begin to slowly die when they are not cared for, nurtured, loved. But even when we do whither, and our leaves crumble- even if no one helps to fix the problem afterward and prunes those dying vines, new life can come from that.

In school and on the side, I learn a lot about the long term effects of painful pasts. Some scars never go away. Our experiences affect us deeply and completely and it is easy for us to fear that we will never be whole again. That we will never be alive again. That we will never be able to thrive and give back to the world again.

Now I have a wonderful ‘Purple Wandering Jew’ that has a dozen long vines, with six or seven inches between the roots and first leaves. That stretch of vine will be there until the plant dies, always remembering the weeks of neglect. But after those few inches, there are leaves. And those leaves are just as beautiful, soft, alive as the leaves that grew on the plant before.

Perhaps we can be just as alive as we were before. Forever altered, but no less wonderful.

what it means to be feminine

Recently, I have seen a few different “how girly are you” questionnaires, and have overheard quite a few people talking about how they are “such a girl” or the opposite “a failure at being a woman.” I wonder, how are we defining feminine?

A sample from one of the more recent facebook notes would suggest that owning a lot of shoes, wearing makeup and loving shopping are what make a woman a woman. Others talk about loving romance, crying at cheesy movies and having your wedding planned since you were three.

If I ever have a daughter, I don’t want her to feel as thought she has to be consumeristic, insecure and dream only of finding a man in order to be a good enough woman. I don’t want her to feel the need to wear high heals and short skirts to be beautiful. If she expresses herself mainly through emotion, that is okay, but I don’t ever want her to feel insensitive or masculine if she doesn’t cry when watching the Notebook.

Proverbs 31 describes a good wife as being someone who cares about her family and provides for them. She is described as someone who participates in business transactions. This woman is more precious than rubies.

I wonder sometimes at how sad we must be making God in saying that the only way a woman can be feminine is through these certain personality characteristics or certain slightly or not so slightly shallow interests… That if He creates a wonderful woman who is anything but this list of what a female can be and do then there is something wrong with her… I don’t believe that God has created every woman to adore the mall and I don’t think that should be our measuring stick to determine how feminine she is…

Don’t get me wrong- I fit the ‘destined for housewife’ stereotype quite well, and I truely think that there are certain traits and roles that come a bit more naturally for women than for men… and vice versa. But since when has embracing womanhood become a fashion contest or a competition to see how easily we cry?

I think I can hear our foremothers who worked so hard for equal rights crying out from their graves. I think it is about time we join them in refusing to be boxed in by others and ourselves and put this notion that the platonic ideal of a woman is clueless barbie to rest.

so little time…

Do you ever look at yourself and think of a million ways in which you could improve? I usually feel like it will take me a lifetime to take on step forward in of the thousands of things on my “you should become more like this” list. There just simply isn’t enough time to become the person I want to be…

And do you ever think of a million things that you want to learn about? Economics, debriefing, art therapy, botany… There just simply isn’t enough time to learn about every thing I want to learn about…

And do you ever look at the world around you and see a million people you should give your time too? A million things that you could do to help? A million ways in which you could or should change the world? And there just isn’t enough time?

Today, I am very grateful that God does not judge us based on how good of a person we are, because I would fail miserably. Today, I am glad we don’t have to take an entrance exam to qualify for heaven, because I wouldn’t pass the test. Today, I am glad that we are not saved by our works and good deeds for the world, because there is no way I have done enough to be worth anything were that the measuring stick.

I’m not wholly good. I’m not all knowing. I don’t have the power and ability to save myself. I don’t have enough time to even begin in that direction if I spent my whole life trying. Thank God -that He is good, the source of all good in fact -that He is all knowing -that He has saved me -that He is outside of space and time entirely.

Jesus.

This past week I have been consumed with a desire to see Christ return. There is so much sin and pain in the world. How wonderful would it be to have that all wiped away. For a new heaven and a new earth. For Christ to reign throughout the whole earth as he does in our hearts.

“and I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, ‘Look! God’s dwelling place is now among the people, and he will dwell with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be there God. ‘He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death’ or morning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.’” -Revelation 21:3-4.

I remember though that I am able to experience His kingdom now. His peace now. His love and joy and Sabbath now. Just as Christ died, we have died to our sin, and have risen with Him to new life.

The world we live in is quite messed up (and isn’t getting better any time soon so says entropy.) But God is god above it all, below it all, before and during and after it all.

Perhaps seeing the pain and sin of the world hurts so much because it is a reflection of who I am without Christ. When I’m not pretending, when I am entirely honest, I am a horrible person- all of me is affected by sin… infected with sin. But Christ heals and purifies me of that…

Just as Israel waited in anticipation for the coming of the Messiah, we wait for him to come again. But we have a taste of that perfect love and life already through Jesus’ forgiveness…

Praise God.

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