This weekend I was out for a
beer with some friends, half of whom were Jewish, and somehow our meandering
conversation struck on the topic of keeping kosher. Not just the avoidance of
pork and other such options, but the cleaning of dishes and the care of the
kitchen, and about how some friends had gotten married and set up a kosher
household, though they had been living in non-kosher households through college
and early adulthood. As I listened, I was struck with a case of what
theologians call “holy envy” — that feeling one gets when someone else’s
religion offers something lacking. In some cases, of course, holy envy is the
precipitating factor that leads people to convert, to change religions. But in
more situations, holy envy can be that inner spur that makes you dig deeper
into your own religion, to look for resources that can strengthen your own
practice. Barbara Brown Taylor writes beautifully about it here: https://www.christiancentury.org/article/critical-essay/my-holy-envy-other-faith-traditions
Well as I sat there talking and
drinking I realized I had a case of holy envy. I asked myself how I felt about
the fact that my religion didn’t affect my eating and drinking. And for a hot
second I wanted to convert to Judaism, but I talked myself down, using the
mountain metaphor I love. The mountain metaphor initially claims that all
religions are just different paths up the same mountain, but to this we answer
that the religions are actually paths up different peaks in the same mountain
range. The view is similar but each one unique; and if you try to climb them
all at once you will end up just hiking around the foothills and never getting
to the stunning views of the heights. So instead of starting me on a new path,
holy envy pushes me to find out what my religion does teach me about eating and drinking. And when I look into that,
I don’t find much about what we should eat and drink – and much more about how we should eat and drink.
Jesus was known for eating and
drinking with the wrong people – with sinners. He was known for eating and
drinking with hungry people — particularly, sharing food with them. And a
generation later, Paul condemned the church in Corinth, not for eating and
drinking the wrong things, but for eating and drinking unequally. (1 Cor
11:17+) When you get together for a meal, he wrote, one of you remains hungry
while another drinks to excess. Our best research into the situation on Paul’s
hands suggests that the Corinthian meals were a kind of potluck – or, more
exactly, a potluck only shared in small table groups, not shared equally for
all. Paul wrote to persuade them that they needed to share fairly around the
community, even if some were rich and some were poor – when they gathered as a
church, they ought to have those distinctions erased.
I’m a vegetarian and have been
for a long time, with a mix of motives, from health to climate care to respect
for the lives of animals. You may not know that there is a short passage in
Paul’s letter to Corinth about vegetarianism as well (1 Cor 8:1+) The issue at
stake is that most meat, in Roman-occupied cities, was available at the pagan
temples where it had been slaughtered in sacrifice to the gods. Paul himself
believed it was fine to eat meat sacrificed to idols — because idols don’t
really exist, he wrote — but at the same time he said, “if my eating meat
causes scandal or a crisis of belief for a brother or sister who believes
eating such meat is unchristian, then I’ll happily eat vegetables for the rest
of my life, rather than cause them to stumble in the faith.”
I’ve never found myself in a
situation just like this, but I think of this principle when I choose locally
grown food for the sake of the farmer who is my neighbor. I also think of this
when I practice “flexitarianism.” For example, one Christmas in Uganda, my host
family gave me a huge plate of chicken and I, thoroughly lacking the language
or the cultural skills to turn it down gracefully, did my best to eat it. I had
a stomachache later, but the love and fellowship they offered was preserved —
and that, I think, is what really mattered.
So, if I ask myself what my
religion teaches about eating and drinking, I actually do hear a clear message:
honor all people, even if they believe differently from you; make choices that
do not cause others to suffer; share food with the hungry; and share table
fellowship with all. This may not help me answer those questions about washing
dishes or choosing a menu, but it helps me integrate my faith into my daily
life in practical ways, which is, I think, what the holy envy was about in the
first place.
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