You ever feel out of your mind? - 2 Corinthians - pages 139-146
“If I am out of my mind it is for the sake of God, if I am
of my right mind it is for you.”
There is nothing that stops you dead in your tracks like the
accusation of being out of your mind.
Nothing prohibits good causes with greater success. A quick journey into history would
validate this fact. Nothing was
ever accomplished without formidable opposition from reputable men. Paul was used to being the odd man
out. It had become somewhat of a
badge of honor. He spoke of being
a Fool for Christ, the Scum of the Earth, and the Refuse of the world like it
was his job. Appearing crazy
seemed to be a sign of salvation in his theology. He spoke of it often and without apology.
If God hasn’t driven you nuts, it’s no good saying you’re
his disciple. If his invitations
haven’t taken you to the brink of a breakdown, you’re not really
listening. There just have to be times
when you’re bewitched by the mere mention of a statement like “eat my flesh and
drink my blood”. There is no way to
dress those kinds of statements up into fancy Easter attire. I remember a time when I broke
into a hot sweat laying in my bed one night thinking of how bizarre the gospel
is and how batty I must be to lay hold of it like I have. How do you explain the patterns of this
inane life? How do you make sense
of the mystery of it all? How do
you vouch for a God who, at times, seems so contradictory? I’ve come to the conclusion that you
don’t have to.
Sometimes the best antidote for all these questions is to
assume the label “crazy”.
It’s interesting to me that Paul’s reason/excuse for being out of his
mind was God. Furthermore, he
polished off the sentence by acknowledging the fact that any clear thinking or
logical living would probably be the result of people pleasing. This isn’t a wild card to allow for a
life lived without attentive discernment, thoughtful preparation or common
sense, it’s just a verse tucked in the text to argue for something other than
human composure and logical closure.
It’s so easy to interpret God’s will through the grid of human
philosophy or conventional wisdom.
I fear that in recent years I’ve become easier to
explain. I’m more socially
conscious and politically correct.
I fear coming across as extreme or narrow-minded. I’m more tolerant and flexible, amiable
and gregarious. What began as a
healthy movement toward love has turned into a movement of “live and let live”. I don’t want to appear dogmatic or
fanatical. I don’t want to offend
anyone, God forbid. I don’t want
to be ostracized and label legalistic.
So, like many, I back peddle into a corner and twiddle my thumbs in
pathetic paralysis.
Here’s the point, at some level, I have to clothe myself
with Christ and contrary to popular opinion, he wasn’t the most level-headed
guy to walk the planet. He was
accused of being out of his mind in Mark 3 and anyone who follows him closely
won’t escape the same criticism at times.
He said that all men will hate us because of him and that if we think we
can slip through life unscathed we’re living a pipe dream because “no servant
is greater than his master”. We
can’t outwit Jesus in figuring out how to make this message palatable to the
masses. There’s bound to be
occasion when despite our best efforts, we won’t be able to keep people from
sizing us up and coming to the conclusion that we’ve lost our minds. It wouldn’t be the first time in church
history.
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