Today's reflection is by Cameron Partridge, Episcopal Chaplain at Boston University
When I was growing up, I attended our local Episcopal church
Sunday by Sunday. Meanwhile, beginning
in seventh grade, I attended an evangelical camp for one week each summer. Where the parish formed me week in and week
out in profound, understated ways, the camp exposed me to a dramatically
affective, personal faith. Where the
former was the slow cooker, the latter was the broiler. In complex and contradictory ways, both
helped me navigate an early adolescent malaise.
You shall know the
truth, and the truth shall make you free (John 8:32).
At twelve and thirteen, much of my life felt like it either
failed to tell me the truth or bombarded me with incommensurable versions of it. Some of it was corporeal, some familial, some
socio-cultural. There’s nothing like
being a trans or gender nonconforming teen to make you aware early on that what
people declare or narrate as “the truth” – or my least favorite phrase on the
planet, “the real world” – can be as prescriptive as it is descriptive. Too often, when people declare “this is how
the world is,” they are trying to ensure that it will stay that way, and to
enlist you in the project of making that so.
Which is why the line from John’s gospel rang out so clearly
to me. You shall know the truth—whatever anyone else says the truth is,
whatever anyone else tells you about how the world works and what your place
within it is, the unfathomably complex truth as God proclaims it is opened to you. And as you begin to learn and
step into that truth, it will not imprison you, it will not cordon you off from
yourself. It will transform you. It will
make you free.
The Gospel of John is keen on the mystery of truth, of what
we can know, when we can know it, and how it will change us. “What is truth?”
asks a uniquely Johannine Pontius Pilate (18:38). “‘I still have many things to say to you, but
you cannot bear them now,” Jesus declares (16:12). This truth that makes us free is only
bearable when we are ready. And lest we
think we never will be, the Spirit comes and catches us up and opens our hearts
wider than we could ever imagine.
So as we walk into these first few days of Lent, 2014, this
is my prayer: that the Spirit might prepare us to bear, and bear out, that
divine truth that heralds our liberation.
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