Friday, March 21, 2014

God Is...Hate?

“Do you see this woman? I came into your house. You did not give me any water for my feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You did not give me a kiss,  but this woman, from the time I entered, has not stopped kissing my feet. You did not put oil on my head, but she has poured perfume on my feet. Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven—as her great love has shown. But whoever has been forgiven little loves little.”
-Luke 7:44-47 (NIV)

Fred Phelps died this week. His passing made news, but didnt generate many tears.
     Phelps was a civil rights attorney until he was stripped of his license in 1979 by the Kansas Supreme Court for alleged ethics violations. Phelps considered the court system corrupt, and saw the disbarment as a badge of honor. It was his other life, anyway, that would bring him notoriety, if not respect. In 1955, before he got his law license, he had founded a church in Topeka: Westboro Baptist Church. And it was as pastor of Westboro Baptist that he made his mark in the world.
     The small church, made up mostly of Phelps extended family, always served as a platform for his brand of, well, deviant is probably not too strong a word to describe his theology. Phelps, an extreme Calvinist, believed that a persons eternal destiny was sealed the moment they were born. Warning the condemned would not save them, but it was essential for Phelps and his churchs own salvation. So they evangelized, not by proclaiming the love of God, but his hate. God hates all evil, went the gospel according to Phelps, and all who were evil.
     It was in the nineties that homosexuals became the main target of Phelps Gods hatred. That was when Westboro began picketing funerals, holding up signs and chanting about Gods hatred for people like Matthew Shepherd, a gay Wyoming student who was beaten to death in 1998, and later of AIDS victims and even soldiers, whose deaths Phelps said were punishment from God on a nation that allowed sin to thrive. The demonstrations at military funerals, in particular, aroused counter-demonstrations to shield mourners from the Westboro contingent, and even brought about laws in 40 states restricting demonstration at funerals.
     In later years, Phelps was apparently excommunicated from the church he planted. If so, I suppose its to be expected; a church so preoccupied with what God hates would understandably have a hard time figuring out how to love each other.
     Let me be clear here: Fred Phelps was wrong. He was wrong that God can be accurately described in terms of what and who he hates. In fact, its an unusual thing in the Bible to find references to God hating at all. The vast majority of those texts talk about Gods hatred of certain acts - almost always injustice or abuse of the weak by the powerful. A very few passages refer to God hating the wicked or unrighteous; I suppose those are the passages that Fred Phelps lived in. I think, though, that those are best explained as hyperbole that highlights Gods love for those who do right, in the same vein as Jacob I have loved, but Esau I have hated, or Jesus demand that someone who follows him must hate their family.
     Much more frequent are passages that talk about Gods love, his compassion, his grace, his slowness to anger. All the smiting aside, in the Jewish scriptures God is described at least nine times, in a kind of confessional formula, as compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, and rich in love and faithfulness. John reminds us of Gods great love for the world in giving his Son. Paul marveled that Gods grace was offered to him, the worst of sinners. Jesus associated with sinners to such a degree that respectable people criticized him for being just a little too friendly with the gritty underbelly of his world.
     Phelps preoccupation with Gods hate for people came, not from the Bible, as he would have had us believe, but from his own mind. Must have been terrible for those who were the recipients of his animosity, and for their families. But it must have been terrible for Phelps, too, to live with all that hatred.
     Phelps will answer now for his sins, just as we all will. I doubt many will be able to whip up much sympathy for him, and judging from his life he wouldnt care anyway. But, thinking about his death, Im thinking of that table where Jesus sat with respectable, religious people and one sinner, a woman whose history had made her a pariah. And while the religious people grumbled about what kind of person she was, Jesus was talking about forgiveness and love. This woman knows how to love, he said, because shes clear on how much forgiveness shes received. But the one who thinks theyve had little need of forgiveness has a hard time with love.
     That, I think, was where Fred Phelps sat - in the chair of that Pharisee, bewildered by love because he knew only judgment, distrusting grace because he had never let himself admit his need for it.
     And, I think, as believers in that grace, we have to remember that it extends all around the table. To sinners discovering the joy of a new life, yes, but also to hardened, angry pastors who dont know how to love anyone, even the Lord. If you believe Jesus, the only way folks like that will learn to love is if those who know Gods grace extend it to them.

     It doesnt really matter what you think of Fred Phelps now. Hes gone. But there are lots of people out there, on both sides of the church doors, who need to know of Gods love. On the one side are those who think God hates them, and they need to see that he doesnt. On the other side are those who are convinced God hates everyone else. What both sides need is grace made flesh in the actions and words of those who have experienced it first-hand. Then maybe no one else will have to live with the lie that God hates.

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