My post from yesterday has caused a bit of controversy and I feel the need to explain my thoughts in greater detail. Below is an excerpt from a chapter that was supposed to be in The View from Here. Instead this excerpt will be part of a totally different chapter that I am working on for my next book.
In grade four my teacher was a guy named Mr. Lamb. He was a nice guy who smiled a lot and he earned cool points because he played both guitar and bass. The year I was in his class a band he was in released an album. It was an actual album, not how we refer to a CD as an album today. It was a twelve inch disc of vinyl that spun at thirty-three RPM. I am really dating myself here.
That year Mr. Lamb taught us the story of Adam and Eve. We learned how they were the first people created by God to live in this place called the Garden of Eden. Eden was the perfect place, you always had enough food and you never suffered. Not only that, every day God would come and pay a personal visit.
Adam and Eve enjoyed this Utopian lifestyle until one day when the serpent enticed Eve into eating an apple from the tree of knowledge of good and evil. God had told Adam not to eat from this tree, but when Eve offered the apple he accepted anyway. After they ate the apple it was all down hill. As a result of this first sin, God banished Adam and Eve from Eden. Now they had to farm the land to survive and suffering was introduced into the human condition. Women had it especially bad because it was their fault that they ate the apple. Since Eve made Adam chow down, women would have to suffer through childbirth and be subject to men.
As Mr. Lamb taught us these “facts” I came to the strange realization that the story of Adam and Eve was mythology and probably had very little to do with how people actually came into being. I call it a strange realization because I was somewhere around ten years old then. This is not the usual things that kids that age think about. Despite my being convinced that this was a mythological account it didn’t diminish the story for me at all. I knew that there was a lot we could learn from it about how to interact with God and how serious sin can be. I did, however, keep these thoughts to myself.
In our culture myth has become dirty word. As this quote from the Wikipedia page I linked above states:
In common usage, myth can mean a falsehood, or a fable — a story which is widely believed to be based on fact but which is not true. However, the academic study of mythology does not use these definitions. Mythography and comparative religious studies also acknowledge the cultural and spiritual value of all myth systems.
When I refer to a passage of scripture as myth I mean that with the utmost respect. I am not saying that the passage is a lie, what I am referring to is that it is a tale of events that may not have actually happened but that contain truth.
I believe that there is myth contained within the Bible. My belief is that this myth is confined to the Hebrew Bible, what we call the Old Testament. There are some sections of it that read like stories that were handed down from generation to generation as a means of explaining why things are the way they are.
As the quote above shows, these ideas are not new ones to me. I have carried them with me from a very young age after I received what I believe was an insight from the Holy Spirit. Where else could a ten year old get ideas like this?
You may be wondering why I would bother even considering these ideas, or maybe you are just concerned for my eternal soul. I am really influenced by the prophets of the Hebrew Bible. Many of them speak against Israel’s observance of religious custom while ignoring justice for people. I believe that we have done the same in our misunderstanding of certain parts of the Bible.
Our cultural idea that women are not equal to men has it’s beginnings, at least in part, in the story of Adam and Eve. Our churches have perpetuated this idea for millennia. I believe in justice and equality for all people, regardless of gender, race, or religion. I don’t believe this in spite of my Christian faith, but because of it.
How far is too far? How do we know when we have gone to far in our consideration of the mythical within our holy scriptures? We’ve gone too far when we have begun to doubt the divinity, miracles, or life of Jesus. There is no doubt that He is the Son of God. He healed the sick, walked on water, and forgave the sins of humanity. Not coincidentally, He also modeled equality and justice for all.