Thanksgiving 2002
Giving Thanks in an Age of Entitlement
Week of Monday, November 25, 2002
A recent issue of the Christian Century featured a cover story on
a favorite writer of mine, Martin Marty, who recently retired as a
professor of church history at the University of Chicago.1 As I read and
reread this article, I was struck by how Marty's entire personal and
professional life was permeated with a deep sense of Christian gratitude
for the many manifestations of God's grace in his life. As we celebrate
Thanksgiving this week, I offer four reminders from Marty's life that
helped me to pause and celebrate with thanksgiving for God's care.
Marty is now seventy-five years old, and like everyone in his
generation his life was defined by the war and the Great Depression. All
the more so as his Swiss Lutheran immigrant family scratched out a living
in the Nebraska dirt. His was a family of country farmers. His
grandfather did not have many books in the house, Marty recalls, but he
did have a Bible. After working the farm until nine or so at night, they
flopped into bed dead tired. His father was the principal of the local
high school, making them a “status family.” Twice a day he gathered the
family for Bible reading and prayer. They were as poor as everyone else,
says Marty, “but we didn't know it. We had a garden. The neighbors were
good friends. We didn't feel deprived. It was a very sheltering
environment.” No wonder that he speaks fondly of “the aristocracy of
simple people.”
True gratitude, I was reminded, does not depend upon material
welfare, and similarly, no amount of material welfare can generate true
gratitude. We know this, and it has almost become a syrupy cliche or
truism in our day. Many poor people exude grace and gratitude, while many
wealthy people are bitter. But I was grateful to be reminded of this
reality.
Marty's life also reminded me that a life of gratitude accepts the
bad with the good. Genuine gratitude is not a zero sum game in which
thankfulness increases the more fortunate you are and decreases the more
adversity you experience. Marty had been married to his first wife Elsa
for thirty years when she died of cancer in September of 1981. He wrote a
book about his deep grief, A Cry of Absence (1983; 1993), which focuses
on the psalms and the human experiences of loss, anger, despair, and a
sense of God's silence. Psalm 88, in particular, says Marty, is “a
wintry
landscape of unrelieved bleakness.” Each night as they rose together for
Elsa to take her chemo medicine, they would read the Psalms together.
Elsa would read the odd numbered Psalms and he the even numbered
ones. When it came his turn to read Psalm 88, he tried to skip it,
thinking that it would be too much for Elsa to bear, but she rebuked him,
saying, “the light ones don't mean anything if you haven't walked through
the dark ones.” Lord, help me to accept the bad with the good, and so to
deepen and enrich my gratitude to you.
In his professional life Marty has distinguished himself as one of
the country's premier church historians; in 1997 the president awarded him
the National Medal of the Humanities. But when you look carefully, you
discover an unusual aspect about Marty's writing: almost all of it was
done in response to the requests of others. He likes to refer to a term
from the French philosopher Gabriel Marcel to describe this aspect of his
life and writing. It is called disponibilite, which means putting yourself
at the disposal of others and of God. In a sense this has meant that
Marty has allowed others to set his writing agenda, and some have even
criticized him that in putting himself at the disposal of others he has
chosen the broad, middle road of consensus and compromise, avoided
controversy, and never spoken out boldly on important issues. He chooses
to see it as God's call.
This sense of availability to others has characterized his family
life, too. He and his wife Elsa raised four sons and two foster children.
When they took in two boys from Uganda they found themselves raising seven
boys and a girl between the ages of eight and fourteen. But what father
would not trade every professional accomplishment to hear his son say, “I
don't know so much what he's like as a theologian...I just know he's a
great dad.” So says Marty's son Peter.
Marty's availability to others in his writing and in his family
reminded me of the line from the prayer of Saint Francis: “for it is in
giving that we receive.” Normally we think of gratitude as a response to
something that we have received, but I wager that Marty's life and work
reminds us of a third aspect about thankfulness: gratitude grows more by
giving than receiving.
Marty has been a cradle Lutheran all his life and never wandered
from those roots. At present he is completing a biography of Luther for
the Penguin “Lives” series. In her article, Zoba describes him as a
“happy Lutheran” in contrast to the common stereotype of “guilt-vexed
people derived from Prairie Home Companion.” How so? Among other things
he exalts in Luther's bold and daring proclamation of God's radical
grace. Perhaps you have heard the aphorism to “sin boldly.” In fact, this
comes from a letter that Luther wrote to his younger protege Philip
Melanchthon who was super scrupulous and anxious about God's grace.
Luther rebuked him:
If you are a preacher of grace, then preach true grace and not a
fictitious grace. If grace is true, you must bear a true and
not fictitious sin. God does not save people who are only
fictitious sinners. Be a sinner and sin boldly, but believe and rejoice
in Christ even more boldly, for he is victorious over sin,
death and the world.
What does Luther mean? He means that we should not preach grace
only for polite, acceptable sins. He means that even with our own deep
sense of sin, frailty and failure, grace liberates us to live fully and
freely. So said Marty's son Peter about his father: “He lives confidently
and joyfully. You can't stop him with grief. You can't stop him with
mean-spirited people.”
Here we discover the deepest and surest cause of gratitude. True,
gratitude does not depend upon material possessions. It is enriched by
accepting the bad with the good. It increases with giving more than with
receiving. But it flourishes at the moment that we realize that God's
grace is over us and around us, and that nothing can separate us from His
loving grace. We rejoice, not because of all of the good things in our
lives (although we should not fail to do that), but because in His grace
“our names are written in heaven” (Luke 10:19–21).
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This essay is based upon the article by Wendy Murray Zoba, “A Sense of
Place; The Many Horizons of Martin E. Marty,” Christian Century
(October 23–November 5, 2002), pp. 20–28.
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