The Lord came along and asked the whereabouts of his brother. Cain answered, “I do not know. Am I my brother’s keeper?” This is our introduction to the greatest of all moral questions. Does my moral responsibility extend only to me and mine? Or does our moral responsibility reach out to others? If moral responsibility reaches out to others, how far do we take the responsibility?
To set the record straight, when we read this story, we are not reading history. We are reading an ancient myth. In every myth God, or a god, is the great actor. Trying to read the Cain and Abel story as history presents so many problems, wisdom in haste sends us in a different direction.
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The Cain and Abel story was at least 200 to 300 years old before the J writers put it in writing. Until then the stories had been preserved by storytelling. It was unwritten material and very few Israelites at that time were literate. They were unlettered ex-slaves who had escaped oppression in Egypt. In their history, both before and after slavery, they were wandering herdsmen without land.
After Egyptian slavery, the children of Israel returned to a Palestine that was in transition. Nomadic clans, whose wealth was measured in size of herds, were on the way out, and the land was being transformed into farms. A classic conflict developed between herders and farmers. They became two different classes. The farmers were high-classed and the herders were low-classed. They came to despise one another.
In our myth, Cain became a farmer and Abel became a herder of sheep. The story emphasizes the superiority of Cain by making him the older brother. In the post Egyptian slavery era, everyone knew who had the upper hand. It was the farmer, who was also the older brother.
In the area at that time, animal sacrifice and even child sacrifice were common. The tradition called for blood sacrifice. Abel offered a blood sacrifice. Cain offered grain. Cain was absolutely offended to think that God would accept a blood sacrifice from a low-classed wanderer and not respect a more genteel offering from an older brother who just happened to be a farmer. Further, he felt no guilt for doing in the low-class wandering herdsman.
With a simple question the Lord God directs the story. “Where is your brother?” Cain, in God’s eyes, had a responsibility to be his brother’s protector and keeper, not his murderer.
The priests eventually translated this simple story into the second great command. “You shall love your neighbor as if he were a member of your own household.”
That this message is first presented to Israelites in the form of myth is very important. Mythology as a literary form has the power to present a truth that is timeless and without limit in its application. “I am my brother’s keeper,” applies not only to individuals, but also to families, churches, communities and clans within communities. If we follow the message of the myth to its final conclusion, it covers every race, every political party, every city and every nation. It covers even our own worst enemies.
I was introduced to the dynamics of class as I was growing up in a small Illinois farm town. I do not remember what first triggered my awareness, but by the time I reached 10, I was aware of what divided our town. I became aware of who was landed (those who owned farm land). They did not farm. They controlled the tenant farmers as well as the land. I knew where they lived. Many of them lived in big houses on 5th Street, the street that led to the golf course. Others were scattered around town, but all lived in big houses. Almost all belonged to either the Methodist or the Presbyterian church. I was a lowly Baptist. I knew which of my classmates were from landed families. I was confident that I was smarter than any of them. I studied hard to prove the point.
I have unconverted parts. I have not recovered from my childhood and teenage awareness. I cannot be impressed by fine cars, fine clothes or big houses. I lived in Santa Barbara, Calif., for 18 years and could never submit to the arrogance of wealth that dominated the area. Among my closest friends are people who are black, Mexican American, Native Alaskan, poor, mentally ill, gay and felons.
It is a real struggle to accept the landed of my home town as brothers and sisters to whom I am asked to show love. As I said, I am still struggling with my unconverted parts. The Cain and Abel story is a tough read.
The Rev. Howard Bess is pastor emeritus of Church of the Covenant, an American Baptist church in Palmer. His email address is hdbss@mtaonline.net.


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8 comment(s)Realist wrote on Feb 10, 2009 11:56 PM:
Good Piece wrote on Feb 3, 2009 10:55 AM:
This is why religion keeps people ignorant. Try reading and educating yourself people. The bible is based on myth, full of contradictions and written by men. You bet it's a tough read and harder to swallow if you take it literally. One doesn't need more proof that the religious mind hasn't progressed much since the dark ages. "
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