Mission
When peace like a river attendeth my way. |
Mission: (n) a specific task with
which a person or a group is charged.
We chatted about Christian mission
yesterday morning in an adult study group. About how some churches
see themselves as a mission, as in Evangelical Mennonite Mission
Church or that Anglican church in Northern Saskatchewan that
gives the settlement of Stanley Mission its name. It’s the
oldest church structure in Northern Saskatchewan, serves as a
reminder to us that some European Christians of earlier centuries saw
themselves on a mission; “charged with the specific task” of
converting Indigenous people of North America to the Christian faith.
But the New Testament charges us with
a variety of “specific tasks,” including “Go into all the world
and proclaim the good news to the whole creation.” (Mark 16:15)
Feeding the hungry, clothing the naked, visiting the sick and
prisoners, inviting strangers into our homes are also pretty specific
tasks. (See Matthew 25:35-40)
Then there are the “specific tasks”
of acting as salt and light, giving flavour and guidance to our world.
(See Matthew 5:13-16) On top of that, there are tasks implied in the
beatitudes: be peacemakers, hunger and thirst after righteousness,
practice meekness, be merciful, keep a clean heart. Even thoughtful
exploration is urged upon Timothy by Paul: “Study to show yourself
approved unto God, a workman
that doesn’t need to be ashamed, rightly dividing the word of
truth.”
I could go on. Rejoice with those who
rejoice, mourn with those who mourn. Be mindful of the judgment, use
your talents to prosper the gospel, "judge not lest ye be judged," etc., etc.
Way too much for one person to do, eh?
There are those who maintain that
we’re doing too much feeding, visiting, clothing or inviting at
the expense of proclaiming . . . and/or the other way ‘round.
Perhaps they’re forgetting that need drives remedy, or ought to, at
least. Crassly put, there’s no point in giving a starving child a
Bible and inviting him to prayer. Maybe sometime, but I’m inclined
to think that Maslow’s
Hierarchy of Needs should be standard reading for anyone
contemplating Christian mission. Food, shelter, are basic; safety is
next and it’s once these are more or less satisfied that the human
mind can genuinely turn itself to pursuing needs for education, for
self-actualization, to searching and embracing things like
spirituality, morality, duty, etc.
Anyone who’s worked with desperate
refugees has noted that conversion is occasionally considered if it
appears that it might help in the struggle to meet basic needs. The principle suggested an indoctrination technique endemic to the residential
school system; children’s lack of acquiescence to priests and nuns
was punished with the actual or threatened withholding of food,
shelter, safety.
Picking through the “specific tasks”
suggested in scriptures with the goal of ranking some over others is
folly. It can’t help but lead to divisions. And divisions lead to
futility and discouragement and the entire noble project is
diminished. Isn’t it in the picking at details, the taking of a
highlighter to the texts on which we base our faith, that we split up
time and again into error? Into the very state that the gospel was
meant to remedy, unfortunately?
What if we were to scratch specific
task and determine that ours is a general task: to be
decent, generous, tolerant, optimistic, loving human beings? That’s
not hard to understand and all might well fall into place if we
would resolve to do unto others as we would prefer to be done by.
That, also, can be found in scripture to be a mission, a specific
task even, if you like.
“But now abideth faith, hope,
love—these three. But the greatest of these is love.”
Let’s think about it. I mean really
think about it.
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