If being born again is good, why would we limit ourselves
to a once-and-for-all experience of it? Why can't we be reborn every day even? Every
new day requires a renewal of outlook so that we don't limit ourselves to old
beliefs about ourselves and about what we are capable of. Being open to new
possibilities requires that we make active choices to be welcoming when opportunities
present themselves. Allowing inertia to make choices for us is to be asleep and
barely alive. We need to bestir ourselves. We need to disrupt the status quo. We
need to question what we've been told. We need to question inadequately
examined beliefs we have adopted.
If being born again is to have any meaning at all,
shouldn't it introduce something new instead of merely leading to compliant
acceptance of an outdated belief system? We celebrate the new life that
children bring into our midst, so why is it often so hard for us to embrace that
gift of new life and see it for what it is? If being born again would actually
resemble literal birth, shouldn't it be bursting with new possibilities instead
of merely being about becoming obedient to authority?
There is an unfortunate attitude toward children that often
accompanies traditional religious beliefs. That attitude takes many forms, but
at its essence it is about caring more about getting them to fit in than about truly
appreciating who they are and the freshness their lively presence introduces. Some
Christians talk about the necessity of breaking the will of their children. That
approach to parenting is consistent with the doctrine of original sin, which teaches that human beings are born sinful and that our only chance for
being saved from our sinfulness and its consequences is through the grace God.
I have all kinds of problems with the idea of original
sin, but the point I want to make here is that we should be less concerned with
taming children and more with fostering their giftedness. We have more to learn
from them than they have to learn from us. We can teach them how to do some
things that are generally helpful, but they keep us on our toes and remind us
of what is most important.
Left to our own devises, most of us as adults naturally
choose what we are used to over disruptive change. We equate wisdom with
prudence. We get more conservative as we grow older. I find that rather sad. It
feels like acquiescing to a so-called life that is dead to itself. How wise is
that? How smart is it to deprive ourselves of the best of what life has to
offer? What do we gain by avoiding risks at all costs if the main result is dying
a thousand figurative deaths before arriving at the literal death that we fear
so much.
However, rejecting the life that comes with each present
moment in order to protect a life that we will never really live is less about
conscious choice than it is about seemingly innocuous (and perhaps even
ostensibly sensible) failures to show up. Which brings me back to the theme of
being born again. Most of us would benefit from being born again if that is
understood as a return to a childlike relationship with life in all its
fullness.