Finding Good in College Sports Sex Scandals

First Penn State coaches are embroiled in sexual abuse scandal, and now Syracuse. I’ll spare everyone the details, since if you don’t already know them by now, you’ve probably avoided through an act of personal will.

Suffice it to say it’s ugly. Horrific. The effects of such abuses will affect the lives of victims forever.

So is there any good whatsoever to be found amid the darkness of such sexually morbid exploitation? Maybe I’m being naively optimistic, but I’d like to think so.

It’s not as if one sex abuse scandal triggered a chain of other crimes. On the contrary, I’d like to think that the very act of dragging the Penn state scandal out into the light led to others being emboldened to speak about similar wrongdoing elsewhere. And I’d suggest the same dynamic has taken hold in recent years in the Catholic Church.

Of course it’s easy to vilify the Church for its obfuscation and willing blindness in the face of heinous violations of its own faithful; it certainly seems as if such problems are suddenly everywhere. But it’s important to keep in mind that many of the cases being brought forward now are years – even decades – old. It’s only once others were brave enough to speak the truth about their situation that fellow victims felt able to do the same. They realized they were not alone, and they saw that when the victims spoke, people really listened.

Although it’s unpleasant to have such ugly patterns emerge in such short order, such a reality check is necessary on two levels. First, it’s the only way many of the perpetrators would ever be stopped, and the only way to dissuade potential predators from lapsing into similar behavior. Second, having their pain acknowledged is the only way many feel they can find a path to healing, and perhaps even reconciliation.

So are there even more sordid stories of sexual abuse or the like in the world of collegiate sports? It wouldn’t be surprising. Consider the similarities between them and the church:

There’s a mystique around both that is attractive to many.
Both coaches and priests hold tremendous power, both in the public eye and with respect to individuals.
They are gatekeepers of sorts.
It’s generally assumed that their intentions are good, so often their power goes unchecked.

If there’s any redemption in the ongoing saga that continues to unfold daily around collegiate sports and the gross liberties some coaches are taking with their position to exploit the innocent, it’s that the wrong has finally been named. It’s been brought into the light.

And though the process is painful, we should all pray that the power of such honesty gives strength to others still hiding, humiliated and broken, in the shadows.

Christian Piatt is an author, editor, speaker, musician and spoken word artist. He co-founded Milagro Christian Church in Pueblo, Colorado with his wife, Rev. Amy Piatt, in 2004. Christian is the creator and editor of “Banned Questions About The Bible” and “Banned Questions About Jesus.” He has a memoir on faith, family and parenting being published in early 2012 called “PREGMANCY: A Dad, a Little Dude and a Due Date.” For more information about Christian, visit www.christianpiatt.com, or find him on Twitter or Facebook.

Preacher or False Prophet?

My first job in a church was as a music minister. I loved the senior pastor I served with, as did the congregation we faced every Sunday morning. He taught me a lot about worship, preaching and how to connect with people.

One time we were at lunch, reflecting on the previous week’s service, when he made a statement that seemed benign at the time. “I love my job,” he said. “every week, I get to stand up in front of a congregation and say beautiful things to people.”

Doesn’t sound so horrible, right? I mean, who doesn’t like to hear beautiful words? It was only over time that the issues I had with this perspective on preaching came to light.

A couple of years later, the church fell into disarray when the pastor had charges of sexual harassment levied against him. Though not the first time such charged had surfaced involving him, the congregation rallied around the pastor they loved. Amy and I, however, left the church, disheartened by the scandal. Within another couple of years, he was accused yet again and the church fell apart. He left the ministry for a secular vocation.

The matters of sexual impropriety are obvious indicators of a sickness, one that reflects a larger disenchantment with organized religion throughout our contemporary culture. From child-abusing priests to televangelist con artists, such violations of both the office of ministry and of the trust of those we serve is easy to name. Plenty of people will name such illicit wrongdoing as the reason they have walked away from organized religion all together, though there is a problem that I would suggest is far more insidious and pervasive that is at the heart of the Church’s popular decline.

Preaching is a curious discipline. Summoning equal parts poet, philosopher, scholar, counselor and theologian, there truly is no other vocation like it. There is an opiate-like attraction of preaching. We hold not only people’s attention in our hands, but often their faith as well. It’s a position of power and influence, and the response we get from those who receive the message can be addictive, particularly if our paychecks hinge upon the receptiveness of such an audience.

We all love to witness beauty, and to hear words that convey that beauty. We love being told that, despite our circumstances, things will always get better, that everything ultimately will be all right. It’s tempting for preachers to offer such messages of superficial optimism too, as such messages evoke the kind of ego affirmation that helps us feel good about the job we’re doing.

We feel good about what we say, the congregation feels good about what they hear, and everyone leaves smiling. We return the following week to receive our next bump of feel-good assurance to help us through the next week.

The problem is that none of us believes it, including the preacher.

Yes, life is beautiful, but it is also difficult, tragic, complicated and sometimes inexplicable. Yet we come to church and hear that, despite the hard times, everything’s actually tinted with a rose hue; we just have to look a little harder. Have faith; it all will work out for the best.

Except when it doesn’t.

It’s nice to leave church smiling and feeling optimistic, but there’s a growing sense of disconnect between what is conveyed within the church walls and what happens the other 167 hours of the week. We’re told God is always there for us, yet we feel a profound sense of loss. We see rows of smiles and pleasantness on Sunday while there’s suffering just outside the door. We get the implicit – and even sometimes explicit – message that having faith is synonymous with self-assuredness, certainty and perpetual happiness, and then we struggle through the week with our doubts, our fear and tragedies.

Pastors should indeed celebrate the beauty, joy and miraculous mystery of life, but to focus on this while not tempering this with an acknowledgment of struggle, doubt and, yes, suffering, is to offer false prophecy. It is proclaiming the world as it isn’t, assuring those who seek wisdom from us that they should feel, think and act one way, while so much in the rest of the world seems to contradict this reality. Yet we continue to seek and affirm the message that offers a short-term bandage for our gaping spiritual wounds, all the while knowing at a deep level that what we’re hearing is, at best, not the whole truth, and at worst, a brazen lie.

We think we want to hear that everything will be all right, but the truth is that life is difficult.

We seek words from the pulpit that will ameliorate our doubts and fears, unwilling to acknowledge those same doubts and fears in the very one offering the words of assurance.

We seek a fear-proof faith, but reality reaffirms daily that faith and doubt are not mutually exclusive. In fact, they are inextricably, necessarily married to one another.

We think we want answers, but what we really long for is peace. Such peace cannot be found in pithy, lovely messages or lyrically gilded praise songs that do not reflect a genuine experience of life.

We ask to hear a handful of beautiful words, but what we truly crave is for others to bear witness to our lives. Our whole lives. Not just the pleasant, cheerful parts.

The prophets of the Old Testament will, in one breath, celebrate the fullness of God’s presence, and in the next, mourn an equally profound absence. There are psalms of praise and dirges of despair. They hope, dream, doubt and suffer, all the while seeking to better understand what it means to be a divinely-created, divinely-inspired creature. It’s beautiful, ugly, healing, terrifying, soul-stretching, gut-wrenching work.

Just like life.

Christian Piatt is an author, editor, speaker, musician and spoken word artist. He co-founded Milagro Christian Church in Pueblo, Colorado with his wife, Rev. Amy Piatt, in 2004. Christian is the creator and editor of “Banned Questions About The Bible” and “Banned Questions About Jesus.” He has a memoir on faith, family and parenting being published in early 2012 called “PREGMANCY: A Dad, a Little Dude and a Due Date.” For more information about Christian, visit www.christianpiatt.com, or find him on Twitter or Facebook.

Jesus’ Moment of Atheism

I’ve been working my way through Peter Rollins’ new book, Insurrection, when I came across a section that intersected with a question raised in my latest “Banned Questions” book, Banned Questions About Jesus.

The question posed in the book is as follows:

Why did Jesus cry out “My God, My God, why have you forsaken me?” from the cross? Did God really abandon him? If so, doesn’t this mean that Jesus wasn’t actually God?

I’ve heard a number of explanations for this outcry of agony near the time of Jesus’ death, none of which I’ve ever found particularly satisfying. One suggests that Jesus actually is referencing Psalm 22, in which the Psalmist first decries God’s absence, but then resolves with the assurance of God’s presence.

The problem with this argument is that it denies Jesus’ humanity. To suggest that, while hanging from a cross and facing imminent death, Jesus was thinking strategically how to present a nod to those who would eventually read this story in the pages of an as-yet-incomplete collection to be known as the Bible. Keep in mind there were no stenographers or CNN cameras at Golgotha.

Another view of this outcry claims that, indeed, Jesus is experiencing the absence of God, though for a reason that justifies sacrificial blood atonement. The idea is that God cannot tolerate sin, and at the moment of Jesus’ cry, he is bearing all of the sins of humanity. Therefore God, in that moment, cannot tolerate Jesus and turn’s God’s back on him.

This scenario always reminds me of the priest, Father Damien Karras, from the film The Exorcist, who compels the demon possessing young Regan to leave her and enter him, at which point he hurls himself down the alley stairway, plummeting to his death and expelling the demon into the outer darkness.

While this makes for great mythology, it’s unreliable theology. First, it suggests that any of God’s own creation were born with the capacity to do something the Creator cannot endure. But where’s that limit, exactly? Is it a matter of numbers? Did we hit an imaginary “red line” at which point god was fed up? Or was it an issue of severity? Had we, perhaps as a group, finally performed enough really bad sins that God saw us as repulsive?

It seems, if we look all the way back to the creation story involving Adam and Eve that this result should have come as little surprise. So if, indeed God created humanity knowing we would experience this intolerable fall from grace, it seems that both Jesus and we were set up from the start.

It was only once I read Rollins’ take on the crucifixion that I found a peace with the story that made sense on a deep level for me. While some find his writing unsettling, there is something very liberating in how he challenges – or even smashes to splinters – the limiting boundaries we build around God.

Rollins says that Jesus’ cry from the cross was a point at which he experienced “a profoundly personal, painful existential atheism.” Consider that by this point Jesus had been betrayed by his family, friends, disciples and all who previously had hailed him as the Messiah. All earthly notions of love, community and hope had abandoned him.

Such a deep experience of God’s absence should not be confused with an intellectual argument for atheism on a logical level. This, instead, is a corporeal, visceral and utterly human response to suffering, both physical and emotional, but also spiritual for Jesus. For Rollins, it is only in these moments when all other “religious crutches” we depend on crumble away and we are left with the stark reality of what true, radical loss is like.

The moment, for most, seems too much to bear, which is why we develop the myths and constructs that counteract this fear.

The purpose, then that God as an ever-present supernatural being serves is to witness our lives, to assure us that we never are truly alone. Rollins reminds us of Dietrich Bonhoffer’s criticism of the Church’s use of various constructs of God, either to falsely comfort people in times of distress, or worse, to scare them into a conversion experience. In Rollins’ own words:

God was introduced into the world on our terms in order to resolve a problem rather than expressing a lived reality. The result is a God who simply justifies our beliefs and helps us sleep comfortably at night…this God plays the same meager role as the supernatural beings in third-rate Greek plays.

“Because of our natural fears concerning life and its impending end,” writes Rollins, “convincing people to embrace God as a crutch can be so very easy.”

Acknowledging that we all experience such soul-crushing loss and emptiness as part of life is terrifying for some; and for religion to concede as much and yet remain relevant is a leap most churches choose not to make. After all, the God we promote is always your friend, forever by your side, and is there to ensure your happiness throughout life and beyond.

But if Jesus himself didn’t experience God in such a mythological way, why do we expect it to be any different for ourselves, especially if we truly, deeply believe that the Christian experience is one that yearns to follow the path of that same Christ?

Most religious apologists will espouse the uniqueness of their particular faith, but Rollins’ apologetic – if one can say as much about someone who suggests the only church that illuminates is a burning one – hinges on the idea that, while all religions have their atheistic counterpart, this atheism actually is at the very heart of Christianity.

I’m sure this is enough to make the average Christian’s head spin, but the fire to which Rollins refers is not simply a destructive, consuming one, but also a fire of refinement. In burning away the chaff of superficial God constructs and opportunistic religiosity, we finally create the space for ourselves to enter into the true, unmitigated presence of God.

Such presence is uncertain, at times frightening and hardly preaches well from a pulpit or in the pages of a how to Christian manual. But in so much as Jesus’ entry into the full presence of God required such refining fires, so does our journey as ones who claim the same path.

Are we willing to truly follow Christ to the cross, sacrificing upon it every emotional and physical safety net we’ve created for ourselves throughout our lives? Will we lay down all of the false gods we’ve worshiped, including the ones constructed by our religions, and avail ourselves to the utter open-ended mystery that awaits?

Such is the call of Christ.

Christian Piatt is an author, editor, speaker, musician and spoken word artist. He co-founded Milagro Christian Church in Pueblo, Colorado with his wife, Rev. Amy Piatt, in 2004. Christian is the creator and editor of “Banned Questions About The Bible” and “Banned Questions About Jesus.” He has a memoir on faith, family and parenting being published in early 2012 called “PREGMANCY: A Dad, a Little Dude and a Due Date.” For more information about Christian, visit www.christianpiatt.com, or find him on Twitter or Facebook.