The Beauty of a Transparent Life: More Than Conquerors
The academic study of religion is an awkward pursuit. It
takes a unique kind of compartmentalization to reduce the hot passions and stirrings
of the soul into a measurable and observable science. Religion becomes easier
to study when it is held at arms’ length, or when it is politicized. At worst, religion becomes an unattached “force”
in a dry narrative; the residue of too much philosophy and too little time
spent at the feet of real people.
So our best understanding of this thing we call religion
comes in stories and testimonies and strange recollections of the way that
people find meaning in their lives. But religious memoirs tend toward the
classic “born again” narrative, or go the other direction completely with a secular
conversion: “I once was found but now I am lost.” A new memoir of an evangelical
missionary childhood and an adulthood steeped in doubt shows the value of the
personal in shaping historical interpretation, and avoids a predictable outcome
destined to arrive at either spiritual belief or skeptical atheism.
More
Than Conquerors: A Memoir of Lost Arguments by Megan Hustad hits bookstores today, and
provides an original and vulnerable account of a Midwestern family who set out
to serve Jesus on the mission field. Hustad’s story is Christian conservatism
under a microscope. In 1978, Hustad’s parents quit their jobs in Minnesota and
packed up three-year old Megan and her older sister to move to the Caribbean
island of Bonaire. There, they would serve with Trans
World Radio, a broadcasting ministry that used super transmitters there to
send programming across worldwide frequencies. On missionary furloughs, they
worked the church basement and slide projector circuit to eke out financial
sponsors to send them back to the mission field for another tour.
Megan and her sister decide that their missionary childhood
robbed them of experiencing life, and vow to become “secular with a vengeance”
as adults. So Megan flees Minnesota for New York City and leaves her faith behind,
pursuing a career in publishing. She finds difficulty in adjusting to life in
Manhattan, and suffers imposter syndrome when her Midwestern Lutheran and
evangelical missionary upbringing clash with the urban sensibilities of her bar
mates and boyfriends. She develops comebacks for the questions she gets in New
York about life on the mission field: “Missionaries in Holland, yes. Roughly a
thousand years after the first ones. Seems a little late to the party.” Or
describing their work in training national pastors: “No one challenges the basic
wisdom of sparing the people of Ghana a visit from missionaries from Grand
Rapids, Michigan, and replacing them with homegrown itinerant evangelists.” In
the midst of these new relationships, Megan finds herself deeply resisting the
rules of the aggressive skeptic, unable to separate from her belief in the existence
of the soul. Her family in Minnesota prayed and worried for her, and she
believed they “stomached my rebellion because they hoped the light would eventually
come back on in me.” Secular with a vengeance was not as easy as it seemed.
More Than Conquerors
is not a story of a cynical run from the organized church, and it is not a book
written for an exclusively religious audience. Nor is this a narcissistic
memoir of the author’s heroic life. Megan Hustad does not shake a fist in the
direction of the church, or her parents, or the White House. She is not trying
to convert her readers to the church or away from it. She is laying bare the
pain and disillusionment of her family and herself, in a style that is courageous,
honest, and painful. And in the midst of her reflection, she grasps a new
understanding of mercy and its impact on her life. In reflecting on the story
of the prodigal son, she concludes “the kingdom is a courtyard in which those
who are maimed in body and mind have priority over those who walk straight.”
Her understanding of the role of mercy shapes this concept of the kingdom.
Hustad describes true mercy this way:
True mercy is not a matter of
saying We’re not going to throw rocks at
you because you committed adultery, or We’re
not going to lock you up for
selling heroin,
but helping a body understand:
This is not a contest. There is no
contest.
Or:
The contest is over. You won. Maybe
you lost. It’s hard to tell.
But it’s all the same to me.
And a person who has experienced
mercy, and recognized it for
what it was—mercy,not luck or the fruits of their
charm—can never
be the same. Because the merciful don’t track results. They are
skeptical of
data. They listen gently and hold doors open. Their
effect on us is like the sound of
music. They provide that
lungs-full-of-air feeling a favorite song gives.
Megan Hustad gives a deeply transparent look at the
difficulties of modern religious faith. The subtitle refers to the “lost
arguments” that she recounts in the book. These are not just arguments lost
between opponents, but arguments lost to time, lost to life, and ultimately
lost to mercy. By exploring pain and doubt, she gives a more rich and full
understanding of the nature of Christianity. There is a genius in that sort of
transparency, and a confidence in the mercy she discovered in the process.
The first chapter of More
Than Conquerors is available here.
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