My son, as well as a number of 20 somethings whom I know are taken with the Zombie Apocalypse genre of films and television series. I tried to watch an episode of Walking Dead and the films The Road and I am Legend, but quite honestly, viewing horror or science fiction (not that those are synonymous) is not my idea of relaxation. That being said, my son watched these films and pondered questions with serious theological implications, “What would you do if you were pursued by zombies and how would you behave? Would your life be dedicated to your own personal survival or to a higher purpose?”
Don’t we ask the same question when we read the stories of the Israelites being pursued by the Egyptian army and Christ as he prayed in Gethsemane prior to his arrest, trial and crucifixion? What would we do? How would we behave? These very questions get to the core of what it means to be human and who God is. Should we not be asking those questions of our everyday lives?
On this side of history, we have the advantage of knowing the end of the story. As much as I would like to think the best of myself, I can not honestly say that my faith would be any stronger than that of the Israelites who initially panicked as the Egyptians bore down on them. I haven’t faced that sort imminent danger. Perhaps my zombie attackers are a little more subtle, but no less deadly, (gods of materialism, comfort and the like). I fall back on Christ, the one who faced death and danger for my benefit, “the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him, endured the cross, scorning its shame and sat down at the right hand of God [Hebrews 12:2].” I rely on Him when the zombies come sneaking up on me in the most vulnerable moments.
So thanks to my son for asking the question, “What would you do in the case of a Zombie Apocalypse?” I sleep much better now.