The Bible: the power of narrative

The Bible uses many genres but the most common one is narrative. The many stories of the Bible populate our literature and our imaginations.

Mention the prodigal son and heads nod. We understand the one who wandered away but then returned to a joyous father.

We know the good Samaritan, who defied cultural bigotry to extend a kind and sacrificial hand to another in need.

Let’s look briefly at a powerful story that packs a bigger punch than you might first think.

The book of Ruth, at first glance, seems to be a sweet romance with a nice moral to the story. But let’s go deeper into this amazing narrative.

This is the story of a Israelite woman, Naomi, who travels with her husband and sons from their hometown of Bethlehem in the midst of a famine to the land of Moab. While they live in a foreign country, the husband and sons die.

A woman in that culture without a husband or son was destitute, unable even to transact business.

Left devastated, Naomi decides to return to Bethlehem. One daughter-in-law, Ruth, determines to follow her and so they return with Naomi complaining about what God has stolen away from her.  She calls herself Bitter and says that she left Bethlehem full and now returns empty.

Ruth, a foreign widow – and her status couldn’t be much lower than that – goes out into the harvest fields to gather up the grain that has fallen to the ground. She took on a servant status out of kindness to Naomi, picking up heads of grain as food for Naomi and her.

While in the fields, she is noticed by the field’s owner, who is impressed with her commitment to Naomi. He extends kindness by providing protection while allowing Ruth to gather in his field.

As it turns out, this owner, Boaz, is a family member – and one who is qualified to rescue Naomi from her problems – perhaps by buying her land or perhaps through marriage to perpetuate the lineage.

There are a number of subtleties in the process but in the end Boaz marries Ruth, provides her with a son that legally is Naomi’s lineage, and heads up the line of King David – and ultimately Jesus.

The book allows Naomi to blame God of cruelties, including afflicting her with emptiness. Yet the book ends with Naomi nurturing her newborn grandson, with Ruth and Boaz both deeply devoted to her.

We get to see how Naomi’s perception of God’s nature changes as we follow her story. Where Naomi says she returns empty, the reader immediately is shown that she returns at the time of an abundant harvest. That harvest symbolizes the fullness God has ahead for her.

The story of Ruth unveils kindness in many ways: from Ruth to Naomi, from Boaz to Ruth, and from God to Naomi.

Naomi thought she understood how destitute her life had become. But she would soon learn the true nature of God, that of abundance and goodness. He restored a family – and her second family became a royal lineage.

The women of Bethlehem, who heard Naomi blame God for her empty status, remind her after the baby’s birth that God provided a redeemer, renewed her life and would sustain her in her old age.

In the end, this sweet romance reveals the kindness of God. That’s the power of narrative.

 

 

Nozbe and to-do lists

Contrary to some appearances, productivity apps are not the key to understanding life or unraveling the mysteries of the universe.

I’m not opposed to the idea of being more efficient but I’m more of a seat-of-the-pants writer who struggles with the idea that getting more organized will cure problems I don’t want to admit I have.

My desk, with the piles of papers that I am avoiding today, is ample testimony that a little help might be appropriate.

I do not like to-do lists. They feel restrictive and, well, boring. On those rare occasions when I write down my list, I lose it. Sticky notes disappear under magazines.  My to-do list tends to be the stack of projects beside my computer.

Enough confession. I met Nozbe last week and it has helped.

Nozbe is, in part, a digitized to-do list and I like that. When I’m cruising the internet or even doing some digital reading, I can quickly type in a task to do and Nozbe stores it for me. Not only on my computer, but I can link the list to my cell phone and my tablet.

Nozbe also allows me to organize to-do lists within various projects but, if I need more than five projects, I need to subscribe. That’s $10 a month and I haven’t taken that step yet. I’m still on the free version.

But I’ve gotten a lot of back-logged projects done this week and there really is a certain buzz in checking off items.

Maybe productivity apps would help unravel the mysteries of the universe.

Nah.

But Nozbe has lightened my week’s list of projects. Not bad.

Do you have a favorite productivity app that might help rescue me?

Not another bad day

A cool night breeze floated into the room, giving the candle a little dance.  The black summer sky flickered with stars while the glowing moon backfilled the window. Delicate notes from Josh Groban filled the air and we tipped sparkling glasses to each other.  He looked deep into my eyes and spoke with a voice like silk, “I smell skunk.”

I did too, actually.

Candles

Candles (Photo credit: magnuscanis)

We gave each other an accusing look but moved on.  I wondered if the candle had gone bad.  He raced to the window to see what the dogs had drug up.

Often we enter marriage expecting a steady flow of candles and sparkling cider when sometimes what we get is skunk.

It’s not the mishaps that define us but the way we respond. In the skunk episode, I got the giggles.

In another absolutely unrelated episode, I was helping my mother move from her wheelchair to the front seat of the car. My job was to stabilize her as she stood and be sure she landed on the seat.

This day, we jigged when we should have leaned and Mom found herself lying across the seat, her back where her bottom should have been.

We looked into each other’s eyes and I could see a clear “Now what?” in hers. Another mishap. And I did it again.

I got the giggles. Both of us laughed until enough strength returned to boost her into the seat.

Once I thought that more than one mishap in a day meant the day was lost to morose self-pity. No more.

Now when things don’t go according to plan, I’m more likely to get the giggles first. I’m not sure that solves anything but it transforms a disappointment into a memory.

The Bible: Interpreting the Human Experience

The Bible means different things to different people. For some, it is a valuable spiritual guidebook pointing to the nature of God and his plans. For some, it is a powerfully written piece of literature rich in metaphors and figures of speech.

And for some, the second leads to the first.

What is literature?

  • Literature portrays the human experience.
  • Literature interprets the human experience.
  • Literature is an art form. The style of expression is as valuable as the content.

The Bible uses skillful technique and beauty to portray and interpret the human experience in the light of God’s nature.

cain & abel

cain & abel (Photo credit: gabork)

Let’s take a look at the story of Cain and Abel. (I’m not really stuck in Genesis but the Genesis stories are rich and deserve analysis.)

The story of Cain and Abel is a classic tale of sibling rivalry. We meet the perfect child contrasted with the problem child and we encounter violence within a family. We see the consequences of a grudge nursed to bitterness. We learn the consequences of giving in to evil impulses. None of these are lightweight topics and each topic studies human experience.

Cain, jealous that God has approved of Abel’s sacrifice while rejecting his, lures Abel into a field and kills him. God had urged Cain to resist the lurking evil and it was God who called Cain to accountability:  “Where is your brother Abel?”

In God’s confrontation, we learn that evil actions have consequences. Obviously, Abel was dead. That alone was a severe consequence for submitting to bitterness and jealousy. But not the only consequence.

We read Cain’s trial. God confronts, listens to Cain’s defense (“Am I my brother’s keeper?”) and sentences Cain.

All the elements of a classic criminal story are here.  We meet the criminal, learn his motive, witness the crime, and then watch the arrest, trial and sentencing.

The story contains a beginning, middle and end. We discover artistic story crafting and word choices.

For example, when God speaks to Cain before the murder, he describes the danger in a powerful imagery: “Sin is crouching at your door. It desires to have you but you must rule over it.”

Earlier, God had given Cain the way out by explaining that “if you do what is right, will you not be accepted?”

There, in a nutshell, was the problem and solution. Cain’s sacrifice was not accepted because he had not done what was right. That was correctable but Cain not only refused to do what was right, he chose to do what was wrong.

In a gripping story that probed deeply into the human experience, a powerful lesson was taught. Skillful technique brought vivid meaning.

We’ll continue next Friday.

Media at its worst

Personal assistants are a wonderful thing and, when one is built into your phone, it’s a free wonderful thing, right?

Let me tell you a story about that.

siri

siri (Photo credit: Sean MacEntee)

One evening, I was busy and my hands were full. But I had my iPhone and my personal assistant, Siri, right? So when the text came to my phone, I instructed Siri to read it to me. She did, informing me that my husband was letting me know that we were out of milk at home.

“Would you like to repeat or reply?” Siri is so efficient.

“Reply,” I said. I dictated the reply: “I forgot about milk. Sorry.”

Then I got the bright idea to let my children know. My daughter was driving home with my teenage son so I instructed Siri to send him a message: “Dad just told me there is no milk—” Then Siri interrupted me with a beep and asked if I wanted to send the message. “No,” I instructed.

But I didn’t read the screen. I just repeated the whole message: “Dad just told me there is no milk. Do you want to go back and get some?”

After a longer pause than my son usually needs when it comes to text messages, I got his response: “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

When we got together to compare messages, I discovered that I had first replied to my husband like this: “I forgot about mountain sorry.”

And the text to my son read, “Dad just told me there is no mouth. Dad just told me there was no mountain. You want to go back and get baby?”

Siri may be very efficient but apparently I can’t trust her around milk.

"Escape: A Beyond the Last Breath Story" by Kathy Brasby, featuring a young boy sitting alone in a dark, blue-lit cave.

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