The following meditation was written by Dr. Hood’s son,
Nathanael Hood, MA, New York University
“At this, many of his
disciples turned away and no longer accompanied him.”
John 6:66 (Common English Bible)
When I was a grad student in New York City, I lived down in
the Bowery in lower Manhattan. Walking back from class I’d frequently find
myself strolling through Greenwich Village, that perennial home to New York’s
strange, artistic, and eccentric. On warm muggy nights amateur psychics would
seemingly sprout up from the pavement, setting up shop outside cafes and trendy
restaurants with signs offering fortune tellings for a meager $15. Some offered
palm readings, other astrology charts, but the most popular service of these
armchair clairvoyants were tarot card readings. For the price of a good
pastrami sandwich a few blocks over at Katz’s Deli, they claimed they could use
their cards to predict your fate. Heavy with the weight of an ancient
esotericism, they would sigh and moan with the flick of a wrist, this card
predicting a successful career change, this one the failure of a promising
relationship.
Ask these psychics how they learned their craft and they
would twinkle an eye and say that it takes years of study and practice. What
they probably won’t tell you is that you can google “learn tarot” right now on
your phone and get links to countless sites and YouTube videos promising to
teach initiates how to read them in just a few hours. It turns out reading
tarot cards is much easier and less mystical than originally advertised. And
while many will claim that tarot cards originated in the courts of ancient
Egyptians, in reality the first tarot card decks appeared in 15th
century Europe, not as divining tools but as playing cards. It would take
around two more centuries for them to gain widespread use among fortunetellers,
and even then mostly only in French and English-speaking areas. Go to other
parts of Northern, Central, or Southern Europe and you’ll find people still
using them as they were originally intended: as simple playing cards.
But have you ever tried telling anyone who believes in the
power of tarot card that they’re pure charlatanism? That their art is only a
few centuries old and would be laughed at by the people that created them? The
polite ones will hem and haw excuses. The impolite ones will scream at you for
“violating their beliefs.” Tarot cards and other forms of New Age quackery have
weeded their way into the lives of millions and the emotional dependence they
engender is tantamount to brainwashing. It makes sense why: they provide the
benefits of religion with none of religion’s demands. They give the customer a
sense of cosmic purpose, personal direction, and even community, but without
the insistence of moral improvement, personal reflection, and acts of charity
towards the poor and disenfranchised. Have you ever heard of a palm reader
telling customers to seek counseling for anger management? A salesperson for
essential oils to volunteer at a soup kitchen? The answer is no. And the reason
is that all of these things are, quite literally, diet religion.
We see the perils of diet religion even in the time of
Jesus. Think of the rich man in Mark who asked Jesus what he must do to inherit
eternal life and left after being told to sell his possessions and give the
money to the poor. Perhaps this man was hoping for a dose of diet religion. Or
what of the lawyer in Luke who asked Jesus who was his neighbor and was told
his bitter enemy the Samaritans. Was this man seeking a diet religion answer
full of reassurance? And then there’s the sixth chapter of John where Jesus
chastised and offended the multitudes who sought him for his miracles of loaves
and fish and not the Bread of Life. The scriptures literally record his
disciples complaining that the message of his ministry was “too harsh” before
abandoning him. They too were seeking diet religion. Real religion—the true
Gospel of Christ—is demanding and difficult. It requires the complete
transformation of one’s life. It takes a lifetime to learn with no guarantee of
mastery. We come to church, we come to Jesus, for something greater than
fortune cookie platitudes. We come for rebirth. But if that’s not what you
want, then I know several people in Manhattan who for a modest fee would be
happy to help.
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