Reading the Bible Literally
Reflection for Friday, July 24, 2026
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In the past couple of weeks, our community has received news of numerous tragedies. Diagnoses and deaths are troubling, despite our faith in God and in the resurrection of the body. One question comes, almost without fail, in the middle of every tragedy: Why?
The persistence of evil among our belief in a good God is typically framed as the so-called “problem of evil.” When someone proposes a solution to the problem, in theology we call that a “theodicy.” A theodicy is an answer to the question, a way to make sense of a few things we believe: God’s power, God’s goodness, and the tragic.
I want to offer another perspective. Any “solution” to the “problem of evil,” I think, will end up somewhere we do not want to land. This is because if we say that we know the reason for evil’s existence, we are saying that there is, in fact, a place for evil in the good creation of God. It would be to say that evil is indeed part of God’s plan.
For instance, take C. S. Lewis’s illustration from his book The Problem of Pain. For Lewis, pain is pedagogy. He uses the example of a puppy who needs training. Naturally, a dog is smelly and rather impolite; but, by training, washing, and teaching – which can involve pain – the trainer can, therefore, love the dog more fully. The puppies may not appreciate the pain that this training involves, but a well-trained, healthy, clean dog can be more fully loved by its trainer. So, for Lewis, pain is necessary for our development as human beings. Pain and moral disorder are rationally integrated within a cosmic moral order ultimately justified by divine goodness. A solution like this is, at one level, certainly attractive. It offers us an answer to give to those who question the goodness of God, especially among tragedy.
But such an answer is not sufficient. Any solution, including Lewis’s, fails to truly account for the tragic. So much of the tragedy around us simply does not make sense. Real life is far too complicated and messy to fit into neat systems. The tragedies of our world should not be reduced. What if we are simply not capable of giving a reason for evil?
To use a contrary example, our own scriptures offer us plenty of tragedy (the story of Saul, the rape of Dinah, and that particularly horrific narrative of the levite’s concubine in Judges 19, to name a few) that only add to the tension and resisting theological coherence. The Bible does not tell these stories as pieces in a harmonized system; they are told honestly.
By definition, we are limited beings: we are not self-created, and only in this context is our agency found. Therefore, any form of human action, including intellectual capabilities, are also limited to this constraint. Because we have not created this world and its systems, why should we assume that we have the capability of comprehension and systemization? We should acknowledge our limits and thus avoid cheap justification. Lewis wanted to harmonize tensions between the goodness of God and the existence of evil through reason. But any critical thought which has got everything ironed out – all of the world's most complicated problems solved – is not honest, but illusory; they truncate and reduce the irredeemable features of so much of our suffering. It seems to me that we have the option to avoid the cost of theodicy. Faith must live with tragic tension – occupy it and face it – and not resolve it.
So when we discover that members of our communities are in the middle of the most demanding and direful experiences of their lives, the Christian response is not to harmonize tensions in the language of platitudes (“God has gained another angel”), but to witness to the presence of Christ in the middle of tragedy. In our darkest moments, Christ is closest. In a diagnosis, death, or disaster, Christ is there and grieves with us. He does not offer an explanation, but a promise: “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.”
Dear friends,
I do not believe that I have ever had an original thought. My life is apparently one amalgam of those who have influenced me in one way or another, for better or for worse. So, in the spirit of last week’s post, I would like to continue my introduction by introducing you to a few of those people who have significantly contributed to my sense of self and the world. Here are three in particular.
Thomas Merton (1915-68)
Merton was a Trappist monk in Kentucky and a prolific writer (a darn good one, too). I believe he is most well-known for his bestselling autobiography, The Seven Storey Mountain. This makes him the first monk with a bestselling autobiography since St Augustine of Hippo and his Confessions in the fourth century! The Seven Storey Mountain outlines his conversion story in striking, inspiring terms; but his devotional writings, like New Seeds of Contemplation, have affected me the most. I could never get through very many pages in these books in a single sitting, because they really do inspire one to put the book down and go pray.
He died tragically young. This happened in Thailand during a conference, where he was at the forefront of interreligious monastic dialogue. His work in this manner made him a bit of a controversial figure. But chatting with Buddhists was not the only thing that got him in trouble with his own flock: he had much to say about war and social issues, especially around nuclear proliferation. It is most profound for me, as a reader, to see the way that Merton saw other people, and his capability to witness the unlevelled compassion in which God holds his creation. He models the monastic worldview, one drawn away from the world in order to see the world in creative light. Thus, we see in him a careful and sober vision of Jesus Christ within every one of his neighbors.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky (1821-1781)
Dostoyevsky is, in my humble opinion, the greatest writer to have written. Devils and The Brothers Karamazov, among my favorites, see the human condition with such profound clarity. His work was lauded memorably by Freud, Joyce, Hemingway, Kafka, and Woolf, to name a few. The author himself is very complicated and difficult to get a handle on, and indeed wrote for many years, so it is a rather complex endeavor to find what he himself believed (albeit, in Devils, he does seem to let go a bit and reveal more about his opinions in his old age).
What truly sets Dostoyevsky apart is his honesty. He is apparently utterly unconcerned with smoothing over the difficulties of this life. Many of us struggle with the so-called “problem of evil.” But Dostoyevsky looks that problem in the eye and makes it even more difficult. One sees this so harshly in Karamazov, in which one character, Ivan, describes nauseating stories of the unmotivated killing of infants (which FD himself pulled from real events in the Russian newspapers). Where is God in situations like this? Karamozov seems to be one (very) long answer to the question.
Rowan Williams
Williams was the 104th Archbishop of Canterbury, and is a great hero of mine. This Welsh bishop-scholar led the Anglican Communion in perhaps its most turbulent time. He has a vast range of books, from a highly academic book on the early heretic Arius, to his recent, very accessible, Discovering Christianity, which is my favorite book to give to new Christians or those interested in the faith. He even has a number of poetry collections!
Williams has taught me, more than anything else, that God is not a thing that we can possess. God is completely other than the world: God has created the world, and is actively sustaining all life, but God is not another object in the world like you or I. In other words, God and humanity do not occupy the same space. This principle, once it is worked out, carries significant implications for our Christology, our understanding of ourselves, the way we read the Bible, and, indeed, our political convictions.
These three writers have meant much to me in the last years. They have been my mentors. I would love to hear about your mentors. I believe God puts certain people in our lives, either physically or literarily, for the sake of our growth and progression in the spiritual life. Whose writings do you cherish the most? Who are your mentors? Find me at church (or write me) and tell me about the people who have influenced the way you have become who you are today.
-Micah
Friends,
I would like to take this unique opportunity to introduce myself. My name is Micah Brown, and I am a summer intern at St Luke’s. Though, I plan to stick around after the internship. I am originally from Oregon, but live in Alexandria with my wife, Dewey, and our dog, Ginny. I am heading into my final year of seminary.
My role at St Luke’s is not only an intern. Dewey and I consider St Luke’s our home church. God-willing and the people consenting, Bishop Stevenson will ordain me in the spring, and Fr Nick is my presenting priest for ordination. It is a great privilege to be back at St Luke’s – back home; we are slowly settling back in, with things like the Block Party and Supper Club. But the church is just as welcoming as it was when we left it, so it has been all too easy to settle back in.
Like many of you, I did not grow up in the Episcopal Church. I was raised a child of two Pentecostal youth pastors. I discovered the Anglican tradition while I was in college, where I was studying for a Bachelor of Theology with an emphasis in biblical studies. I'm very interested in theological studies and the biblical languages. (I am currently writing my masters thesis on biblical interpretation.) I also love youth group. But I've learned the hard way that these often don't mix well. I found that middle schoolers, especially, are typically asleep before I can say "theologically.”
On a slightly more interesting note, I very much enjoy English literature (Dickens especially) and some Russian literature (Dostoyevsky and Tolstoy), though I don't know Russian so I am bound to the translations. My favorite book is The Brothers Karamazov, but a close second is The Spiritual Letters of Abbot John Chapman, which has had an enormous influence on my prayer life. I also love music. John Mayer and Bob Dylan are most common, especially for their guitar playing. I’ve played the guitar for many years, and have recently begun learning the banjo. I always love to watch a new movie, but some of my frequent replays are Happy Gilmore, The Imitation Game, and The Departed. My favorite food is a croissant. (Especially those with chocolate in the middle!)
I hope to get to know you all more very soon. If you resonate (or, indeed, strongly disagree!) with any of my preferences in this introduction, please do come say hi and have a chat. Many of you already have. I am continually impressed by how welcoming our parish is.
In the gospel this Sunday, we will hear some words from Jesus that should encourage you all. He says to his disciples, “Whoever welcomes you welcomes me, and whoever welcomes me welcomes the one who sent me.” St Luke’s has created a culture of welcome. This church family is taking seriously that New Testament imperative, so that strangers – no matter how strange – are offered a new vision of a loving humanity, one so different from a vision offered outside the walls of the church. Hospitality is a particular gift of yours. Hospitality, philoxenia in the New Testament, means literally “love of the stranger.” Linguistically, it is precisely the opposite of “xenophobia” (“fear of the stranger).
I am excited to get to know our inspiringly hospitable community better this summer (and beyond!). Thank you for being so faithful to that New Testament description of Christian community, one that takes Jesus at his word when he says, simply: “everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you have love for one another.” Thank you for extending that love to Dewey and I for two years now. I look forward to learning this hospitality from you all this summer.
-Micah
This past Sunday marked the beginning of our summer routine. I love summer at St. Luke’s. The morning is fast-paced, but exciting, with three back-to-back services at 8:00, 9:00, and 10:00. The 9:00 am outdoor service is especially exciting as the kids get energized to help set the table and compete for what they perceive as preferred tasks, like pouring the wine and holding the chalice during the administration of communion. We also had a new person serving at the altar. I introduced him at 8:00 and 9:00, and of course, totally forgot at 10:00. Thank goodness, he’ll be back this Sunday, so I’ll get another chance!
It’s strange how things can be perceived.
Lately, I have been on a burrito kick. I never start the day intending to eat a burrito for lunch, but after I race to get everyone ready, drop them off, and manically work for a couple of hours, I cave and order a burrito to feed my body and soul. Yesterday, my burrito arrived minutes before the noon Eucharist and promptly disassembled itself all over my clothes. A great benefit of being a priest is that it really doesn’t matter what I wear, because whenever I do something public-facing, I am typically in my vestments. Rather than racing home to change, I just left my black cassock on all day.
Friends,
You know that one of our parishioners is writing a popular blog about St. Luke’s, right? It’s humbling because she is an infinitely better writer than me, and I remain thankful for her. When I panic and realize I need to write something ASAP for the e-news, I examine my week and try to find where God has been working in my life and in the life of the Church. Clearly, Megan Costilow is doing the same thing in her blog called “Becoming Episcopalian”. I cannot tell you how much her reflections feed my soul. Instead of trying to find the Holy Spirit’s work, I can read her blog and see the spirit through her eyes.
I am off to do some priestly things, and rather than pumping out something quickly, I would like to submit her reflection on our annual picnic as this week’s devotion. I hope you enjoy!
-Nick
Friends,
The St. Luke’s vestry has a tradition that I have not seen in another Episcopal Church. In addition to opening our meetings with prayer and concluding the meeting with the Lord’s Prayer, we also offer the vestry a chance to share a spiritual reflection. I am consistently amazed at the spiritual depth of our Church. Several years ago, when we were still meeting online because of COVID, Matt Harding played a trumpet piece as his devotion, and the group was deeply moved. The music itself spoke for itself. When possible and when the member of the vestry consents, I would like to start sharing these devotions with you. Last month, I shared James Reily’s devotion, and this month, I share Megan Costilow’s devotion. These messages feed my soul, and I hope they feed yours as well.
-Nick
Friends,
For weeks now, I have been plopping down at my desk on Thursday in the final hour I have available to write this devotion to you, and all I have been able to think about is time. Is that what my life will be like from now on as I approach 40? Am I to spend the rest of my life constantly overwhelmed with the events that mark time, and asking myself, “What the hell happened?”
Friends,
It is an incredibly good and interesting time to be a Christian, especially here at St. Luke’s.
The twenty-four-hour news cycle and doom scrolling social media lends itself to outrage. Outrage keeps you watching through the commercial break to see what happens next, as if we were constantly living on the cusp of life’s cliff hanger. Well don’t you know it, increasingly every day there seems to be an actual cliff hanger that threatens to suddenly end the world that we rely on, and it is often juxtaposed with something bizarre and seemingly written by a freshmen creative writing student. The bizarre bits would be funny and genuinely controversial, but before you have time to google what they are talking about, something truly scary happens, and then you put down your phone and go fold laundry. Your kids need clean clothes, this is something you can control, so you put everything into the chore.
This is such a good time to be a Christian, because we are not afforded the luxuries of numbing out through cynicism, or of having enemies. We are called to care. Yes, occasionally dip into cynicism if you must, but don’t stay there too long or you’ll get stuck. When you have the strength, know that God is calling you to engage and listen. Engaging doesn’t mean scrolling social media or watching the news for hours on end. Let your research be focused. Read the Associated Press or Reuters. Have conversations with people you respect, or people that disagree with you. Better yet, try to find people who fit both categories.
When you find your enemies, love them, because your salvation is intertwined with theirs’. Be honest and always err on the side of compassion and always be ready to meet hate with love. Not heart emojis. Real love. We’ll likely not be gifted with many opportunities to show genuine love to our enemies, so make it count. And please, do not mistake loving and engaging with those you think are your enemies with nagging. If you make them feel small, they will run further away.
Keep in mind, I am writing this not because I am an expert, but because this is what I am actively working on. I try, and I fail, and I am trying to be done with seeing this as a burden. This is very much what we are called to do as followers of Jesus, and as the whole world is trying to rediscover what it is to be in community, we are right here on the corner of Wellington and Fort Hunt getting ready for life.
When I feel down, I fold laundry, mow the lawn or play with my kids. In the midst of a shifting world order, we still go about the business of doing life, because we have no other choice.
So, here is the life that is happening at St. Luke’s:
When you read this Sue Bentley will officially be retired as our parish administrator. She has been doing this work for eleven years and has been so much to so many people on the best and worst days of their lives. She is going to begin her retirement by joining us for the annual BBQ which will be this Saturday at 11:00 and by going to all morning worship with us on Sunday. We’ll have a food truck and a reception for Sue after the 10:00 am service. I encourage you to come.
Rachel DeMarco is our new parish administer! While she has hit the ground running and is knocking out tasks left and right, keep in mind she is still being on boarded. If you can wait on that one thing until a couple of weeks from now, please do so. We’ll send out a bio and more about her position in the future.
LeighAnn Kephart will be joining us for the next six months as our “New Ministry Coordinator”! I asked for funds from the endowment to seed new ministries, and LeighAnn will be leading the charge on these new ministries. The most ambitious new ministry will be a parents’ morning out program which we plan to debut in the fall. She will also be working with other members of the Church with getting any new ministry off the ground such as a supper club, lady’s mahjong, and the running club.
It is an incredibly interesting and exciting time to be a Christian, especially at St. Luke’s. Every day we are called to not have our souls be dominated by the legion of voices in the world that lead us away from that deep well of life and love that God has granted us, and sometimes that can be a challenge. Take a beat and come and be with us. Embrace the sadness of saying goodbye, and the excitement of welcoming new leaders in the Church. Take a risk and trust that grace and mercy abound.
Blessings,
Nick
Friends,
In lieu of my normal devotion, I thought I would give you some bits of important news, and the text of an especially good devotion that was offered by James Reily at the beginning of the last vestry meeting.
-Nick
Farewell Kyle Munroe
Kyle Munroe is a student at Virginia Theological Seminary and as the school year comes to end, so does his time with us! This is his last Sunday, and we will have some parting gifts for him. Kyle has been incredibly faithful and devoted to St. Luke’s. He has a strong drive to do effective ministry, and his earnest approach gives me hope in the future of the Church. I encourage you to come this Sunday so you can thank him for his selfless ministry!
(Almost) Farewell to Sue Bentley
Sue has been our Parish Administrator for eleven years, and she is retiring effective April 30th! We are going to celebrate her ministry on Sunday May 3rd at the morning services and then at a reception following the 10:00 am service. Sue has been my go-to expert on all things St. Luke’s since I arrived, and it will feel bizarre without her here! We will hire a replacement for the admin position very soon. We are re-structuring the staff, and the new admin will have a different job description, but they will still function as the central nervous system of the congregation. Everything is in transition right now, and I would like to humbly suggest that you leave non-urgent matters for the new admin once they get spun-up, and to focus and expressing your gratitude for Sue’s amazing ministry!
New Ministry Coordinator
Did you know that we have an endowment at St. Luke’s? It is an incredible gift, and when it was set up, it was stipulated that it could only be spent on very specific things, one of them being starting new ministries. There is so much potential to grow the ministries of St. Luke’s, and we have many great ideas floating around and very little time to make them happen. I approached the endowment committee, proposed an idea, and I am thrilled it is coming to fruition. Using funds from the endowment we going to hire a temporary employee who will work thirty hours a week for six months, and their only job will be to get new ministries off the ground. The largest project will be a parent’s morning out program that we hope to have running by late summer or early fall. Standby for more information soon!
Junior Warden, James Reily’s Devotion from the Vestry Meeting on April 19, 2026
Last Friday the astronauts from Artemis II splashed down after the historic trip around the moon that started with a launch some of you may have watched live during our final Lenten burger night.
This trip mirrored one taken by Apollo 8 astronauts in 1968 an incredibly tumultuous year in our history. That was the year of the funeral for Robert F Kennedy, the assassination of Marting Luther King Jr. the nomination of Richard Nixon by the GOP as their next presidential candidate. That was also the year of the Tet Offensive, the lowest point of the Vietnam War, the year that Walter Cronkite told us the war was unwinnable.
In contrast, the message from the astronauts that year was overwhelmingly positive. In the face of humanity's (indeed all of earth's) seeming insignificance compared with the void of space, they turned to their religious tradition and love. This type of feeling among astronauts, as their perspective ascends literally and figuratively above the day-to-day squabbles of earth, is so prevalent it has a name: "the overview effect."
Just last week during that Artemis mission we saw an example of this. One of the Artemis astronauts, Victor Glover's statement shares this perspective. As they rounded the backside of the moon and it was about to cover all things important to him and indeed all of us; the site of all empires, nations, discoveries, tragedies, celebrations, victories, defeats, lives, and deaths of all humans ever save his three crewmates he stated, "Thank you to all of you for allowing us the immense privilege to be on this journey together; it's quite amazing... as we continue to unlock the mysteries of the cosmos, I would like to remind you of one of the most important mysteries there on Earth, and that is love. Christ said, in response to what was the greatest command, that it was to love God with all that you are, and he also, being a great teacher, said the second is equal to it and that is 'to love your neighbor as yourself.' And so, as we prepare to go out of radio communication, we're still going to feel your love from Earth and to all of you down there on Earth and around Earth, we love you, from the Moon."
While I don't think I will ever experience the overview effect for myself, I think we all experience the same result of that effect at our most precious moments here at St. Lukes, namely love for our creator, love for our fellow men and women. And that is why we serve on the vestry and do the other things to make this place what it is, to nurture the seed growing in this Parish, in this community. To love the lord God and to love one another as ourselves.
Friends,
First and foremost, thank you for an amazing Holy Week and Easter Day. So much effort went into making these holy days feel meaningful and special. If you were one of the many who poured their labor into these days, thank you. If you helped fill our pews at one of the many services, thank you for joining us. The crowd on Sunday morning is something that will stick with me! I am taking a few days off to visit my siblings and will return to the office on Monday. We are lucky to have Jackie Pippin leading worship on Sunday as she is exceptional in all things priestly!
I write this to you on Monday of Holy Week while waiting in the lobby of a car dealership while the windshield of my car gets replaced. My insurance is covering the vast majority of the cost for which I am insanely thankful. I didn’t even realize that was something they would do! There is a grocery store nearby that seems to specialize the Ethiopian food. I walked there for lunch and on the way back, I was accosted by a pair of geese outside of a Porsche dealership. Throughout this whole experience, I have had to call people to have conversations about Holy Week and Easter preparations. I just assumed that everyone from the Ethiopian cashier to the mechanic, to the geese would all be mindful of the time we are living in. Don’t they see the gray world start to have pastel streaks of color that foreshadow the colorful eggs that will appear after Church on the Feast Day of the Resurrection of our Lord?
Friends,
There are a lot of things to hold in tension when doing the business of church.
There’s building community. When we have burger nights, are people actually making an effort to meet new people? If not, what can do to help make those connections? Do people want to get to know new people? I hope so.
Who left a trash can in the kitchen sink? Seriously, I’m not upset in the slightest. I just want to know what happened so we can stop pondering this mystery.
People wonder why I don’t list “sermon” in the reusable bulletin. I wonder why people think I should when it’s pretty clear that’s what’s going on.
The leadership of the Church needs to figure out what we are going to do after Sue Bentley our parish admin retires on April 30th. That punch list needs to get done, and I need to figure out how and when I am going to do that.
Friends,
When I receive really big news, I often feel a wave of emotion. While I am riding that wave of emotion, I prepare for action. What are the next steps? What are the potential outcomes? What are the risks and challenges? Worry, excitement and fear cause the wave of emotion to turn into a massive swell that can propel me forward at rapid speeds toward a shore, where surely, I will dramatically crash along with the wave that kept me moving.