One of the most disturbing movies of our time is the violence-filled
Fight Club. Almost all of the reviewers I read panned the movie
as filled with
excessive violence, but it has been a movie that I haven't been
able to get off my mind. I am not recommending the movie, but
I believe it makes
a disturbing point about men.
Edward Norton plays the narrator, Jack, who is a mild-mannered
employee of a major automobile manufacturer who is suffering
from a bout of insomnia.
Jack is a man who is whipped by the mind-numbing day-to-day drudgery
of his dull white-collar job. He has an empty fondness for material
things
and an utter absence of anything to make him feel alive.
When he visits his doctor for a remedy, the disinterested physician
tells him to stop whining. He suggests that if Jack wants to
meet some people
who really have problems, he should visit a support group for
testicular cancer survivors. So Jack does exactly that, and he
soon discovers that
interacting with these victims gives him an emotional release
that allows him to sleep. Soon, he is addicted to attending support
group meetings,
and has one lined up for each night of the week.
Then on an airplane he meets Tyler Durden, a soap salesman, played
by Brad Pitt. Soon the two of them begin to physically fight
each other as a means
of release and rebirth. Soon, others find out about this unique
form of therapy, and Fight Club is born, an underground organization
that encourages
men to beat up each other. The only way these men can regain
a sense of their manhood is by getting in touch with the primal
instincts of pain
and violence.
The movie is really a psychological thriller, but this point
about men is plain. It says that nothing in modern man's existence
feeds their need
for finding adventure, expressing aggression, and inflicting
pain. The movie implies that men are beasts at heart and must
turn to violence to
become real men.
Sometimes it seems that the Bible supports that view. Most
of you know that I am making a quick read through the Bible
as my
first
book of
the new year. I am currently in 1 Chronicles, and hope
to finish the Bible
in January. I have once again been struck by the depictions
of men in the Old Testament. The favorite phrase used in
the King
James
for admirable
men is "mighty men of valor." Isn't that a great
term?
These "mighty men of valor" were the warriors of Israel. They
were heroes of the nation, they were real men because they were mighty
warriors. Remember the favorite sayings comparing Saul and David. "Saul
has killed his thousands, but David has killed his tens
of thousands."
Those were times when the qualifications for being a real man
were very clear. You go out to battle with a sword in your hand,
or in the case of
Samson with the jawbone of an ass, and you kill as many men as
possible. You return from battle to be declared a mighty man
of valor.
There are still occasions when such bravery is called for. Certainly
the free world owes a debt of gratitude to brave men like those
who stormed
the beaches of Normandy in 1944. We are right to respect the
soldiers who braved the deserts of Kuwait in 1991. And soldiers
may soon be required
to fight mighty battles again. Because of the sinfulness of humankind,
wars are still a reality. When war comes, such mighty men of
valor are really needed.
But war is not the intent of God. Surely our conduct in war is
not the true measure of a man! I hope and pray that our world
is coming to a place
where a man can be a real man without having to kill another
real man. If we read the Bible rightly, we can find a higher
truth there.
For the truth is that many mighty men of valor don't return home
to victory parades. War means that hundreds and thousands of
families back home suffer
terrible pain and loss. Loved ones grieve for years over the
death of the one they loved. And some of us cannot help but wonder
about the families
of all those Philistines, Moabites, and Jebusites. Surely the
intention of God for manhood has to be about more than blood
and guts.
There is something terribly tragic about war. We should learn
to hate war, not love it. And certainly we should not define
our manhood by it.
And where does that leave the rest of us, the millions of men
who have been fortunate enough to make our living on peace, not
war. How are we
to define our manhood without war, without bloodshed, and without
the battlefield?
Most men today punch a clock, work for living to provide for
their families. They don't have battles to fight, thank God.
But sometimes that drudgery
of modern work takes something out of a man's spirit. Serving
only as a cog in the wheel of a large corporation doesn't give
men a sense of meaning
and purpose in life. Perhaps this same meaninglessness that leads
many to turn to drugs and alcohol is also fueling the desire
of so many to participate
in the men's movements.
Many men in our culture have translated the battle imagery to
games. If men did not have the opportunity to fight wars, they
could still prove
themselves on the field. Football, basketball and baseball provided
venues for boys to become mighty men of valor.
There is nothing wrong with enjoying sports. But we should never
forget that any sport is just a game. We surely cannot define
our manhood by the
won-lost column in the newspapers. I know there is more to a
man than that!
Others apply all the blood and guts ideology to hunting wild
game. A real man is one who has smeared the blood of a deer on
his face. I don't have
anything against deer hunting, squirrel hunting, or duck hunting;
I've done all three. But I think there is something wrong with
our idea of a
man when our meaning is found in killing harmless animals or
birds.
Men are certainly looking for adventure and competition. It is
one thing to enjoy games and sports. It is quite another to claim
one is not a man
unless he wins the game or kills the buck.
And it is a cruel distortion of true recreation when we
become overly obsessed with winning. There's something
wrong with
our recreation
when we agree
with George Steinbrenner when he said, "Second place is really the
first loser." (1)
Some have even tried to apply this battle imagery to the
Christian life. They sing "Onward Christian Soldiers." But
some of us don't think that warrior imagery represents
the highest values
in the Christian
life.
I would suggest to you that most people's conception of
what makes a real man is simply immature manhood. It seems
that
many people
today have the
idea of manhood that is not much above that of the Village
People. Remember
their catchy song "Macho Man." "Macho, macho man, I've got
to be, a macho man." But did you ever read all the words to that song. "Body,
its so hot, my body, Body, love to pop my body, Body, love to please my
body, Body, don't you tease my body…" And for
some men, their definition of manhood is about their muscles.
(2)
We should identify much of that tendency to battle and competitiveness
in men as a result of the Fall of Man. Too many men have climbed
the corporate ladder and found nothing but vanity at the top.
Too many men have yearned
to prove themselves in war, but have only sold out to the very
lowest and most violent nature within a man. Some have returned
from the battlefield
and beat their wives and children. It is our sinful nature that
leads to violence and separation from others.
John the Baptist brought all this to my mind. When I read
our text for today, I was struck by the fact that John
was what many
would
call a "man's
man." John the Baptist fits much of the popular conception
of a man's man. He was rough and rugged. He moved to the
wilderness, lived with the
animals, ate locusts and wild honey and dressed in itchy
clothing. He
was also bold and heroic. He didn't hesitate to preach
an unpopular message, even directing some of his harshest
critiques
at the king
himself.
And there must have been some kind of men's movement in the first
century because the crowds came to the wilderness to hear the
manly proclaimer
of God. He was a wild man.
Many people still think that term "wild man" is
the best description of a man's man. One of the most popular
books in the
Christian men's
movement right now is one entitled Wild at Heart by John
Eldredge. When I went to
the local Christian bookstore this week to get a copy,
the owner asked me who was promoting this book. He said
he can't
keep them
on the shelves
because so many men are buying them.
In the book the author says, “The church told me that my highest
aspiration as a man was to be a ‘nice guy.’ I tried that -
it absolutely killed me. Was this the abundant life Jesus talked about?
I knew this couldn’t be true. It robbed my marriage of all passion;
it left me frustrated, bored and angry. And that’s
where most Christian men are today.”
So Eldredge leads self-discovery seminars using clips from movies
such as Gladiator, Braveheart, and Indiana Jones. He preaches
that men are most
alive when they have an adventure to live, a beauty to win and
a battle to fight.
I was not particularly impressed with his three-fold formula.
It seemed to come more from movies, fairy tales and fables than
from the Bible. And
I strongly disagreed with his fundamentalist attitude about the
relationships between men and women. Surely today women want
more from a man than to
be rescued like Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty or Rapunzel.
I think we should look very carefully at the message of the wild
man, John the Baptist. He was a man's man, but what was his message?
He pointed to the One who represented the New Real Man. “The
one who is more powerful than I is coming after me; I am
not worthy to stoop
down and untie the thong of his sandals. I have baptized
you with water; but he will baptize you with the Holy Spirit.”
John the Baptist was saying that Jesus is the man's man. If we
want to be real men, then we don't have to eat locust and wild
honey; we have to
be like Jesus.
In Jesus, John saw that law would give way to grace, that
water would give way to fire, that stamina was not about
the strength
of one’s actions,
but the character of one’s heart. He rightly sees
Jesus as the New Man - or as the apostle Paul would call
him -
the Second
Adam;
a revolutionary
new approach to spirituality unheard of in his own day.
John, who himself had been the benchmark of spiritual success,
now points his disciples in a new direction. In the future, he
announces, Jesus will
be the model whose life we will emulate.
Another popular book about men just now is entitled, The Men
We Long to Be by Stephen Boyd. He suggests that the restlessness
shown in the popular movies and men's movements is simply our misdirected
efforts to fulfill
a deep spiritual
longing within us. We long to be more than we are. We long
for a purpose and a challenge to give our lives meaning.
The Bible would tell us that a mature man is created in the image
of God. A real man is one who like Jesus is committed to justice,
strength, intelligence,
and compassionate connection.
Dr. Fred Craddock, retired New Testament professor and
prominent preacher, tells about his growing up years
in Tennessee.
Craddock’s
father did not go to church. In fact he was very critical
of the church. It
was not something that real men did.
Once in a while the minister would come by to try to
talk to Mr. Craddock. It did no good. He would say, "I know what you fellows down there
at the church want. You want another name and another pledge. Right? Isn’t
that the business you’re in? Another name and another
pledge."
He must have said that a thousand times, but there was
one time he did not say it. The last time Craddock
saw his father
was
in a Veteran’s
Hospital. He was down to seventy-four pounds. They had taken out his throat.
Radiation therapy had burned him badly. They had put in a tube so he could
breathe, but he couldn’t speak.
Around the room flowers were everywhere--on the table,
in the windows and even on the floor. There were potted
plants,
cut
flowers, and
every sort
of arrangement. They even had flowers on the table
that you swing out over your bed to put food on. That
was
just as
well since
he couldn’t
eat anyway. Little cards were sprinkled in all the flowers and every one
of them read something like this--Men’s Bible Class, Women’s
Fellowship, Children’s Division, Youth Fellowship.
Every organization you could imagine in the church had
sent flowers along
with stacks
of cards from persons in the church.
Craddock’s father saw him looking at the cards. Unable to speak,
he picked up a pencil and wrote on the side of a Kleenex box a line from
Shakespeare’s Hamlet:" In
this harsh world, draw your breath in pain to tell my story."
Fred Craddock read it and asked his father, "Dad, what is your story?" The
speechless old man took the Kleenex box back and wrote a confession: "I
was wrong! I was wrong!" (3)
Over 2,000 years ago, John the Baptist tried to tell
us what makes a real man, but we still haven't learned
from him. We'd
better listen to John
the Baptist. Real men don't eat locust and wild honey.
Real men look a lot like Jesus Christ.
Endnotes:
1) George Steinbrenner, owner, New York Yankees, “What I’ve
learned,” Esquire, January 2002, 57.
2) http://www.leoslyrics.com. Retrieved 1/09/2003.
3) From a sermon by Eric Ritz, published in Pulpit
Helps, quoted in Homiletics Online, 1/12/2003.