She’s Missing The Point
This post is going to attempt to be succinct. Let me be the first to say that I’m sure Sister Jean is a pleasure to meet. She seems sweet, and she has certainly won the hearts of many.
But what has she done with it? Well, here’s some things she’s been able to say or have been said about her:
I like to pray for both teams so that, especially the fans who might hear me, know that I’m partly on one side, but only partly. Because at the end of the prayer I always ask God to be sure that the scoreboard indicates that the Ramblers have the big W.
Then there’s this:
Sister Jean said she has never had more fun. She talked about the interviews she has done from the Chicago campus that have been broadcast around the world and discussed the swell of new fans and the media frenzy.
More than 10,000 Sister Jean bobbleheads have been sold, crushing the record previously established by a Clemson football bobblehead in 2016, according to Phil Sklar, co-founder of the National Bobblehead Hall of Fame and Museum, the company that produced the item for Loyola-Chicago.
Finally, this in response to the reporters following her:
All of you have been very conscientious about your jobs, doing a good job giving great publicity to us and I’m so happy for Loyola, my congregation, the city of Chicago, and for the nation. We need something to boost us, and I think this is doing it. Because we are almost a Cinderella.
Why Am I A Curmudgeon, You Ask?
Yes, I get it. She’s sweet. She’s nice. She must be a joy to interact with or else many wouldn’t do it.
And yet, she’s missed the mark for a sister by so much.
I ache at the thought of what she hasn’t said.
She identifies herself as a sister and a chaplain to the Ramblers basketball team. If you look up what a “sister” is in the dictionary one of the synonyms that is helpful is the word “nun,” which is defined as:
A member of a religious community of women, especially a cloistered one, living under vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience.
Who has she vowed poverty, chastity, and, most importantly, obedience to? Loyola-Chicago is a private, Jesuit Catholic college according to their website. So, she has given these vows to the Christian God. So the matters of obedience she has sworn herself to are all those that would pertain to her as revealed in the Bible, the revealed word of God.
But she’s failed at the most fundamental command given by Jesus Christ in Matthew 28:18-20:
And Jesus came and said to them, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.”
Paul has a prayer in Ephesians 6:18-20 that I would highly encourage Sister Jean to read and think on:
To that end, keep alert with all perseverance, making supplication for all the saints, and also for me, that words may be given to me in opening my mouth boldly to proclaim the mystery of the gospel, for which I am an ambassador in chains, that I may declare it boldly, as I ought to speak.
Paul was encouraging us to think about how every time we open our mouths we would make known the mystery of the Gospel, for which we are an ambassador. He also tells us to pray for people who are in a position to speak the Gospel. So my application, and what I’m doing right now, is praying she’ll do just what I’m about to say.
There are some things I don’t know. I can’t tell you if Sister Jean is saved or not. I don’t know her well enough to try and make any genuine insight into her life. It may be that she’s been a faithful warrior of Christ for many decades. I heartily pray that’s the case.
But I do know this. Her eye has come off the ball as she’s focused on that ball bouncing on hardwood. She’s forgotten that she dedicated herself to a life of chastity in order to become a passionate devotee to a risen Savior, not a passionate devotee of basketball team. She’s forgotten that her clothes are robes of righteousness given by Christ, not a Ramblers logo on a sweatshirt.
I pray that Sister Jean will open her mouth and proclaim the Gospel on ESPN. When she proclaims the truth that mankind is a rebellious people, that we all stand accused and convicted of treason against our King, that our punishment is to suffer the wrath of a holy and just God, and when she tells people that we can never do anything to earn mercy for ourselves. I then pray Sister Jean tells people about a man who was the living Word incarnate, God given flesh. I pray she then tells them how sorrow and love, joy and wrath all met on a cross as Jesus Christ, our Savior, bore the burden of our sins and all who believe upon his name and his redeeming blood can have everlasting life.
When Sister Jean gets up on ESPN and tells the world that, then I’ll stand and cheer. I’ll cheer more loudly than Sister Jean could ever cheer for her precious Ramblers, and then I’ll confidently point you to this dear, sweet, old lady who is not only dear and sweet, but is dear and sweet because she knows she was first loved by a Savior who redeemed and reclaimed her as his own.
The world is watching, Sister Jean. Run the race well and run for an imperishable wreath. Remember your vows of obedience and remember that the Ramblers are not healing this nation, but it is only through a God who calls us unto himself that we can ever experience something truly good.
I’ll be watching, waiting, and hoping that you use these final hours of fame to make this happen. And I pray that I too might not ignore my opportunities to share the Gospel with those around me, for it is my primary calling as well. Sister Jean, let’s do better together and make Christ known this weekend.