Yesterday the Feather and Cross group from our church was to do a tour in the Sugar Bush with an Indigenous guide. We are a group of Lutheran Christians interested in learning more about our Indigenous neighbours and exploring ways to live in right relationship. We do a number of events throughout the year, and this would have been the third year with a trip to the Sugar Bush. It was cancelled because of the forecast for heavy rain and winds. Also, the trees are not running because of the unusually warm spring. It is as if we are experiencing May in March.
I recall, not so many years ago, hearing that the effects of climate change would be much more rapid than were imaginable. This prediction seems to be spot on, and leaves one wondering. There has, of course, rightly been much conversation about how the climate change reflects on humans acting badly. Others also weigh in on the observation that solutions, concerns, etc. are largely anthropocentric. This, too, is commonly true although we are starting to hear people reframing the crisis in a way that draws attention to the way in which other species are paying the price for our folly. Some, too, speak of the burden this is for the earth itself.
I recall, some years ago, having this image in my mind of the earth experiencing humanity as a pesky insect that it finally, on day, decides to swat. I find this image becoming more and more prominent in my mind, as things become increasingly apocalyptic. I’m not sure if we live with a willful blindness, or if we are caught in habits of activity that we cannot extricate ourselves from. But to call it troubling is an understatement and I wonder how the religion can assist in a time such as this.
A famous apocryphal tale told of Luther was that he was once asked what he would do should he know that the world would end the next day. He was reported to have said that he would plant an apple tree. Luther scholars scoff at the veracity of this although it is an interesting and possibly helpful way to frame how we should comport ourselves as glaciers melt, forest fires rage, and sea level rise. To plant a tree is a pledge to hope, even if it is hoping against hope. To deprive people of hope is evil, I think, even while I realize that hope without a reality check is dangerous – a luxury we cannot afford in this current time.
But perhaps there is some hope in remembering that wisdom traditions the world over have found a way forward in remembering that humanity is a partner with all of creation, and that our first ethical responsibility is to the past and future of the earth. Despair might seem like an easier solution than imagination, but holy hope can be found when we deny ourselves – both as individuals and as a species and imagine a different future, leaning for inspiration on the artists, poets, musicians, and scientists. Moreover, in learning to live with less we might discover again that in losing we gain, and in gaining less we redefine what more is.