Flashpoints: Assisted Suicide/Euthanasia

This is part of the Flashpoint series, in which I will talk about controversial issues from a Biblical standpoint. I hope to humbly and respectfully approach these issues when I post on them, as they are difficult conversations and I am by no means an expert of anything. I only aim to help us think through some difficult things with the aid of His guidance. If you have any topics you'd like for me to explore, please write the suggestion in the comment section below.

No sane person enjoys seeing someone else in pain. We may enjoy violent movies, games or television shows, but no one that I know truly enjoys watching someone else in pain. That’s why we all cringe when a football player is slow to get up and look away when the news reports on someone in pain. We don’t enjoy true pain in real people.

This is only escalated in people that we love. When my brother wrecked his bike and slammed his face into the asphalt, I didn’t laugh at his hurt. Instead, I wanted him to stop being in pain. We desire for those around us to be comfortable, and we want them to be happy. It is this desire in the human heart that drives the debate of euthanasia/assisted suicide/hastened death to the minds of people.

Upon reading Nicola G. Raye’s “A Hastened Death,” I was confronted with my own thoughts on this issue. This post will be my working through of this idea, which will begin by looking at what Miss Raye said, work through this issue with my belief system, and then I will conclude with my thoughts on hastened death. Let us begin with a recap of how Nicola Raye and her father approached this very difficult issue. 

An Atheist’s Perspective 

Nicola Raye’s father in the essay, which I presume was a true story, was a brilliant man. He was active in many facets of his life: he walked daily, wrote regularly and engaged in thought-provoking debates. In fact, the knowledge that the way he died is sparking such discussions would probably make him rather happy. He was a philosopher and an intellectual.

All of this was Nicola’s father before the strokes. The first stroke only seemed to affect him a bit, as his mood soured slightly, but little else seemed different. Years later, the next stroke started the downward slope. He ended up bound in a wheelchair with slurred speech. Even though therapy helped some, he could no longer live life as he once could. He couldn’t write on his computer, take walks or engage in conversations like he did before the second stroke. His life was dwindling, and would never return to the way it once was.

The entire Raye family discussed his life with him, and Nicola’s father decided that he wanted to die. Even after he did a year and a half of antidepressants, the man still wanted to die. He simply did not enjoy life as he once did, and had no desire to continue on in this state. As an atheist, Mr. Raye did not see any purpose to his life beyond what he enjoyed. There was no divine calling or anything on his life, and he did not believe in any kind of life after death. The way he saw it, life is to be enjoyed for the short time that we are here. If we cannot do so, then we might as well cease to exist. So, with the help and support of his family, he ate some chocolate pudding with a bunch of pills crushed into it. He took some pictures, watched TV, had one last smoke, and fell into eternal sleep. 

An Christ Follower’s Perspective

This is heartbreaking to me, and a difficult issue to work through. I am saddened that this once-brilliant man found himself in such a difficult position. I am brokenhearted that his family had to watch him deteriorate before their eyes, and that everyone involved felt that the best option for him was to just die.

I can understand completely. I am also an active person, much like Nicola Raye’s father. I am constantly on the move, doing something with my life. I write, read, engage in deep conversations over coffee, take walks and bike rides at the park, swim at the lake and many other things that a neurological disease could take away from me. I would be rather miserable if all I could do was sit in a chair and mumble. Therefore, this essay caused me to take a long look at how I feel about hastening death in cases like this. I needed to search my heart, and most importantly as a follower of Jesus Christ, I needed to search His Word.

I was curious to see what Scripture said about the idea of assisting a loved one into death, or even if I were to be in that position. I was not sure if the Bible would have much to say on the matter, but I scoured over the pages of Scripture, and found a few different ideas that really seemed to point in one direction on this very understandable debate.

There is only one case of hastened death by someone else’s hand in all of Scripture (at least that I could find), and it is found in 1 Samuel 31. Here, we see Israel’s first king, Saul, surrounded on a mountain by his enemies. They would like nothing more than to tear him apart and kill him slowly and violently. As he looked certain death in the eyes, Saul asked his assistant (known as an armor bearer) to run him through with a sword. Saul figured that a quick death at the hands of a friend was better than the possibly slow and agonizing death at the hands of enemies, similar to how someone could feel that eating poisoned pudding at the hands of family would be a better way to go out than slow and agonizing deterioration of the nervous system. I can see the line of thinking, without a doubt, but Saul’s friend wouldn’t do it. He was afraid, and instead Saul was forced to kill himself. Therefore, we are left to speculate on the exact view in Scripture of Saul’s thinking. I can think of  several passages that could assist in our interpretation, however.

The first is in Genesis 1:26-27, which says: 

Then God said, “Let Us make man in Our image, according to Our likeness. They will rule the fish of the sea, the birds of the sky, the livestock, all the earth, and the creatures that crawl on the earth.” So God created man in His own image; He created him in the image of God; He created them male and female.

Here, we see that God made man and woman in His image. We are earthly representations, the physical depiction of the Lord of the universe. We are made to represent Him on this earth, much as an earthly king will put up statues of himself to show that he rules that land.

Furthermore, the Psalms talk of how God knew us before we were born, and that we are precious and wonderfully made by God. We are not just His image; we as a race are the treasured image of God that He has made specially and individually, as a master artist works each work with a love and individual effort. I am very different from you: in appearance, speech, interests, age, height, background…the list goes on! We are all uniquely and differently made to represent a God that is beyond all understanding and expression, and He treasures us. He would never want us to ignore that and think that our life would be best utilized by ending it. That’s why in Exodus 20, Moses wrote that one of the Ten Commandments was to not murder. We don’t murder because God values life.

Even more, if you are a Christian, then you have an even greater reason to stay alive. 1 Corinthians 3:16-17 says: 

Don’t you yourselves know that you are God’s sanctuary and that the Spirit of God lives in you? If anyone destroys God’s sanctuary, God will destroy him; for God’s sanctuary is holy, and that is what you are.

The very Spirit of God dwells within Christians, and our bodies have been made into a temple for the Lord. We must keep that in mind! How dare we think that we could know better what to do with the cherished image of God that even houses His Spirit than the God who made it? The arrogance that we have to believe that we know when to end life more than God is amazing, and honestly is even convicting me. We must value life more than this.

Rather than looking at deteriorating health as a curse or as something to run from, why should it be any different than any other problem in our lives? God ordains, in His sovereignty, that we go through trials in this life. Satan still has a limited amount of rule in this world, and he intends to cause us as much trouble as possible. Between those two truths, we can be certain that we will experience any number of things that will make our life less than it may have once been. It could be a heart-wrecking divorce, where your treasured partner in life decides to leave you for someone else. It could be the death of a child or loved one around you. Nicola discussed his pain and agony at watching his father suffer, and then die. What’s to say that Nicola doesn’t drop into a dark state, quitting his job and becoming clinically depressed? His nights and days begin to run together, he stops eating, and is totally miserable. Clinical depression can be even more debilitating than a neurological disease; what if Nicola remembers his dad’s line of thinking (that life would not get better, so better to die) , and in his depressed state, feels that he has also reached the point of no return. Suicide would start looking awful good to him, wouldn’t it?

The point is this: we will all suffer. Few will suffer in ways that assisted death seems logical and merciful, but we must look at all suffering, no matter how bad it seems, through the same lens. The apostle Paul had a “thorn in his side” that the Lord would not remove. Did that mean that he wouldn’t persevere and soldier on for the glory of God through that? Of course that isn’t the case, and it is the same for John, who was left to die on an island. John was exiled, never allowed to be with people again to share the name of Jesus. So what did he do with his new and lesser life? He continued to worship, and eventually wrote the book of Revelation, where Jesus talks of His return to remove suffering from this world.

We must keep things in perspective. Suffering, even to the point of strokes and ALS and other neurological diseases, must be kept with the perspective that God is in control of it all. Nothing happens to His cherished, individually created images without His allowance. He is sovereign, and if he will put His Spirit within a man with a deteriorating brain and body (such as my pastor-mentor-friend, who has ALS), then I will maintain that He intends to keep that person alive until He takes them home. It may not be easy, but we must trust that He knows better. He made us; who are we to finish ourselves off on our own devices?  

Have a Heart

So, the world didn't end on December 21, 2012. Shocker. While I would have loved to have been able to go see Jesus, I'm not upset that the world didn't end. After all, "to live is Christ (Philippians 1:21)." Life is a good thing. In fact, it's a great gift of God.
The truth is, though, that the world as we know it will end. Some unknown day (Mark 13:32), the world will end. With that end of the world will come a judgment day.
Every person will be judged on their deeds. Since we are all sinners that have rebelled against our great God, the verdict for every single one of us, left to ourselves, will be guilty. Some, however, have received the gift of salvation in this life, and will be declared "not guilty" before God on judgment day (courtesy of the blood and death of Jesus Christ).
Unfortunately, not everyone will come to Christ. There will be lots of people who will die between now and judgment day, and those people will not have received grace. They will not have let Jesus' blood cover their sins and they will not have believed in Jesus as Lord. They will die, be judged guilty before the holy God of the universe, and will be sentenced to an eternity in Hell. That's a never-ending future in a literal Hell.
And you and I know what can keep them from this. You and I, fellow Christ follower, know the great gospel of Christ. You and I know the truth of Jesus. You and I know the sweet goodness of our Lord and Savior. Yet, like a kindergartner on the playground, we want to keep it to ourselves and fail to share the greatest gift we could ever receive.
Oh, that we would have a heart for the damned and doomed like is described in Ezekiel 21! Read with me please:
"Therefore groan, son of man! Groan before them with broken heart and bitter grief. And when they ask you, ‘Why are you groaning?’ you shall say, ‘Because of the news that is coming.'" -Ezekiel 21:6-7a, NIV

Oh Church, may we groan! May we groan before the lost with broken heart and bitter grief. We know that bad news is coming! Let us actually care! Oh Lord, please help us to have this heart for those who are hurtling toward destruction! Please let us legitimately have broken hearts, weeping for those who don't know Christ. Please let us bitterly wail into the night for those that do not know our Lord. Pray that we feel this way! We have the truth of Christ, let us want to share it and prevent this impending doom!

School Shooting and a Call to Christians

My heart is broken. This, my readers, is a sad day. For those of you that haven't turned on the news today, I'll fill you in: this morning, a 20-year-old man went into a Connecticut elementary school and shot almost 30 people (confirmed at the time of me writing this; I pray that no more are added to the number), many of them children.

When tragedies like this arise, it brings many questions to the forefront of our minds. Why would he shoot those people? Why little kids? How did he get in? Where is God, and why did He allow this to occur?

I'm not writing this post to answer any of that. I don't know the answers to any of these questions, especially when it comes to why God allowed this to occur. If anyone tells you they have the answer to that, they're lying. We don't get it, and likely never will.

All I know is a few things: God is sovereign over all. This didn't sneak up on Him. Simultaneously, people are sinful and naturally inclined to do evil. Sometimes this evil ends up being something that words cannot properly express.

So, today, I do not call for Christians to start debates. I do not believe now is the time to get into massive amounts of discussion about God's soveriegn control, man's sinfulness, and how all of that correlates. There's a time and place for that, but now isn't the time for us to argue about that. Now is also not the time to rant about gun laws and restrictions.

No, now is the time to love and pray, and give it all up to God.

Now is the time to pray for the families of the victims.

Now is the time to pray for the survivors.

Now is the time to pray for public officals and service workers that are dealing with this.

Now is the time to pray for the shooter's family and friends.

Now is the time to pray for our world, and the brokeness that needs fixing.

Now is the time to lift all of it up to God and say, "God, fix this. I know all is in your timing, but we are yearning for your return. God, we are heartbroken, and we know you are good. We don't understand why this has happened, but may you, in some way, be glorified in this."

May we, as Christians, put down our stupid issues and just love these people. May we be His hands and feet in this tragedy. May we be the crying shoulder for the broken, the comfort for the saddened, and the light to this world.

May we shine bright, Church, in this dark world. We carry the gospel of light in this world; may we hold the light up in grace and love during this time of mourning in our nation.

We don't have the answers. All we can do is pray, trust in God, and show His love toward those affected. Let us do that.

Discipleship, Part Three: Personal Attention

So far in our discipleship mission, we have looked at the commitment and modeling to disciple. Today, we look at a third component: personal attention.

"So be on your guard! Remember that for three years I never stopped warning each of you night and day with tears." -Acts 20:31, NIV

We are briefly going to look at two lessons from this verse, as applies to discipleship:

1. "Each of you": Paul was talking to the Ephesian elders in this verse, and he reminded them that for three years, he constantly warned every single one of them against people with false teaching. This idea of warning and caring for each one shows that he didn't see the Ephesian church as just a body of believers, but as individual lives. Each one of these elders had Paul's attention, and he explicitly warned them against these things that could damage their walk with Jesus. We do the same; we don't get to just lump our disciples together as a group, and only address them as a group. Our disciples require individual care from us. Everyone has different needs in their walk with Christ, and must be treated as individuals in that walk. Your disciples will not all be at the same place in their walk, with the same level of growth. Everyone takes an individual focus from their discipler. Give it to them.

2. "Night and day with tears": Paul didn't just warn each of them, but he warned them at all times of the day, and with plenty of emotion. He maintained this emotional, personal care at all times, no matter the time of day. Every person we disciple will need our compassion and care at different times, just as the Ephesian elders did. We must be willing to give anyone our personal attention at anytime, and earnestly mean it. If your disciple needs you, you must genuinely give them your attention, no matter when. This isn't about when discipleship is convenient for you; Paul didn't mention his office hours with the Ephesian elders here. He didn't say "I warned all of you every other Tuesday, from 5-6 and at an occasional lunch meeting." No, he warned them all the time, as he was always looking out for each of his people at all times, all the while holding a passion for them and their well-being. People don't cry unless they care at a deep level.

Everyone is different. They have different lives, different problems, different sin struggles, different walks with God and different needs. The biblical discipler gives each of them the individual, personal attention that reflects this variation in needs and people.

Suffering and Strife

Lately, God has been really bringing in a focus on suffering in my life. Everywhere I turn, it seems I am learning about how to handle suffering. Thus, I write you this to share some of what He is teaching me, and perhaps this will help those of us that are either going through suffering currently or are being prepped for suffering in the future.

The apostle Paul knew all about suffering. He was shipwrecked (twice), bitten by a snake, jailed, stoned, left for dead, beaten, excommunicated, and mocked. He lived with a "thorn in his side," a "a messenger of Satan" that gave him quite a bit of grief in his life. And yet, He was incredibly faithful. Was not Paul one of the greatest leaders of the early Church? Was he not the one that wrote thirteen books of the New Testament? What gives? Why didn't God protect him from that? By extension, why doesn't God protect those of us that struggle from our grievances? Check out 2 Corinthians 4:13-18 with me.

"¹³ And since we have the same spirit of faith in keeping with what is written, I believed, therefore I spoke, we also believe, and therefore speak. ¹⁴ We know that the One who raised the Lord Jesus will raise us also with Jesus and present us with you. ¹⁵ For all of this is because of you, so that grace, extended through more and more people, may cause thanksgiving to increase to God’s glory.
¹⁶ Therefore we do not give up. Even though our outer person is being destroyed, our inner person is being renewed day by day. ¹⁷ For our momentary light affliction is producing for us an absolutely incomparable eternal weight of glory. ¹⁸ So we do not focus on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal." -2 Corinthians 4:13-18, HCSB

This, Christian, should bring you great joy. I am falling in love with 2 Corinthians, and this is one of my favorite passages. You see, if you are a Christian, you have the Spirit of God within you. That Spirit raised Jesus from the grave, and it raised you from your death, as well. Without Christ, we are dead in our sins, rebels that have spit in God's face and told Him to get lost. Clearly, we were deserving of death. Yet the Spirit rose us from the grave and brought us into this new life that we live, re-born to follow Christ.

Now that we are re-born and alive with the Holy Ghost coursing through your body, everything is working to give glory to God. Yes, your struggles are supposed to glorify God. How? Check it out: by thanksgiving. Yeah, God glorifies in your thankfulness for His grace during struggles. Being thankful for the grace that He gives you is easy when all is well on the home front; being thankful for grace when the world is crashing in is much harder. Yet, when we are thankful for grace in the struggles, all glory for our lives goes to God.

As the passage continues to say, don't give up. Yes, struggle and strife can bring you down, but we have something else to focus on: not what is seen (our dying flesh and earthly life), but on what is unseen (our future in the glory of God). Christian, your life now is minuscule compared to the life you will live for eternity. We will live forever in the glory and majesty of the God of the universe, praising His name and worshipping on the new Earth. This world will be completely repaired, and God will remake it in all of it's majesty. Everything will be made right, and we will be heirs to this Kingdom. So, stay strong. Stand firm in the faith, and give thanks for the new life you have in Christ. For as Paul says, "our momentary light affliction is producing for us an absolutely incomparable eternal weight of glory."

Scar Tissue and Battle Wounds: When God Seems to Have Disappeared

Last week, I talked about how God is always with us, and how we are never alone. Yet, despite this, sometimes we still feel not just that we are alone, but that He has turned His back and done exactly what He said He wouldn't do in Joshua 1:9. Sometimes, we feel like God has dropped us off on a deserted island, and left us to fend for ourselves.

This is not an uncommon feeling. Even though we know that He loves us and saved us from our sins, and would never abandon us, we still feel this way. It's human nature. We are short-sighted and incapable of putting everything into perspective. Our problems we are having right now are always the "big one," the problem that's going to do us in. We won't ever recover from this one. We're forever doomed to sulk and weep, and it's all because God turned His back on us, right? I mean, He works for the good of His people, and this ain't good. Surely He has jumped ship!

No matter how spiritual you are, no matter how secure in your faith you are or how holy you think you are, you're going to have this feeling. I personally feel like this from time to time, and it is times like this where I cry out, "God, where are you?! I'm your child, heir and son. I'm saved by your grace, and I work for your good. Why won't you show me love?" This is why I love David.

David, the second king of Israel, slayer of giants and "man after God's own heart," was a lot like me in His approach to troubles. We both are/were emotional guys that wear our feelings on our sleeves. When things are great, David would sing a song (unfortunately, I cannot sing very well) and dance for joy. He loved worshipping the Lord. But when the crap hit the fan, David broke down. He'd scream and cry out and rip his clothes and fast and yell out to God, wondering why God would leave His side. Let's look at David's anguish in the 22nd Psalm:

"My God, my God, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from my deliverance and from my words of groaning? My God, I cry by day, but You do not answer, by night, yet I have no rest...

Our fathers trusted in You; they trusted, and You rescued them. They cried to You and were set free; they trusted in You and were not disgraced...

But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by men and despised by people. Everyone who sees me mocks me; they sneer and shake their heads...

Do not be far from me, because distress is near and there is no one to help. Many bulls surround me...

They open their mouths against me— lions, mauling and roaring. I am poured out like water,and all my bones are disjointed; my heart is like wax, melting within me. My strength is dried up like baked clay; my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.You put me into the dust of death. For dogs have surrounded me; a gang of evildoers has closed in on me...

But You, LORD, don’t be far away. My strength, come quickly to help me. Deliver my life from the sword,my only life from the power of these dogs. Save me from the mouth of the lion!" -Psalm 22:1-2, 6-7, 11-16, 19-21a HCSB

These are the words of a broken, desperate man. Imagine mighty King David, no longer majestic, but crying. Imagine him screaming out to God. He feels like he is going to die, and that his end is near. He has been beaten, kicked and knocked down, and all the while, it feels like God is far, far away.

But guess what? God wasn't as far away as David thought. In fact, God was working for David's good all the while, as we see one of the quickest turnarounds in all of Scripture in the second half of verse 21. Check this out:

"You have rescued me
from the horns of the wild oxen.

22 I will proclaim Your name to my brothers;
I will praise You in the congregation.

23 You who fear Yahweh, praise Him!
All you descendants of Jacob, honor Him!
All you descendants of Israel, revere Him!

24 For He has not despised or detested
the torment of the afflicted.
He did not hide His face from him
but listened when he cried to Him for help."

-Psalm 22:21b-24, HCSB

You. Have. Rescued. Me. Those are four beautiful words. God. Has. Rescued. Us. We are no longer beaten. We are not alone. In fact, we never were. God was fighting for and alongside us the whole time. We're gunna make it out of this. Even if there is a permanent scar (as fighters and warriors often have), that doesn't mean we lost. A scar shows we made it through. When we die, we will all have lots of scars. We may be getting beat up over and over again, but God will keep saving us.

Kevin DeYoung once said that "Christians often forget that life is a pilgrimage, and we think Heaven is on Earth. If we are looking for Heaven on Earth, we will be consistently miserable and disappointed. If we remember that life is more similar to a desert, however, we not only will be less disappointed by our troubles, but will actually find ourselves more happy" (roughly quoted by memory from Just Do Something).

Life's a desert pilgrimage. We are marching forward towards the Kingdom. Things will trip us up, things will knock us down. We will be jumped by bandits and collapse of exhaustion. But I urge you: keep fighting. God is by your side and in your corner. If our God is for us, than what could stand against? And trust me, He is for us.