I am Thenardier

“For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God…”
(Rom 3:23)

This is my last installment on the Les Miserables theme, and my last shameless promotion for the Cherokee Community Theater’s Production.  Our opening week was met with tremendous success, and we hope to have a second weekend that’s even better.  The review have been great, the energy is high, and the tickets are going quickly.  If you haven’t already made your reservations, hurry – if you think there’ll be “One Day More”, you just might miss it.

Today, I wanted to take a moment to consider a couple in the show who just might be everyone’ favorite characters, the Thenardiers.  Not quite the antagonists of the story that Javert is, the Thenardiers are like a catalyst for the show, they come in at critical moments and create a volatility that propels the story onward.  They are despicable, opportunistic, criminal, and raunchy, but they also bring much needed comic relief to an already heavy show.

When we first meet Mssr. Thenardier in Hugo’s novel, he is profiteering off the dead and wounded at the Battle of Waterloo.  Moving quickly before the carrion birds arrive, or more troops come his way, he picks the pockets and mouths for gold and silver – and makes himself quite a fortune in doing so.

The Thenardiers operate an inn, which is merely another opportunity for him to “rook the guests and cook the books.”  Madame Thenardier is no better than her husband.  Hugo describes her as a monstrosity of a woman:

tall, blond, red, fat, angular, square, enormous, and agile; she belonged, as we have said, to the race of those colossal wild women, who contort themselves a
t fairs with paving-stones hanging from their hair… Everything trembled at the sound of her voice, window panes, furniture, and people. She had a beard. She swore splendidly; she boasted of being able to crack a nut with one blow of her fist. This Thenardier female was like the product of a wench engrafted on a fishwife. When one heard her speak, one said, “That is a gendarme”; when one saw her drink, one said, “That is a carter”; when one saw her handle Cosette, one said, “That is the hangman.” One of her teeth projected when her face was in repose.

In the story, they have five children: two girls, Azelma and Eponine, whom they spoil to no end, and three boys, Gavroch, who as soon as he is able is sent out to live on the streets, and two other boys, who are unnamed, and rented out to another woman whose children died.  The Thenardiers are also the custodians of Cosette, Fantine’s daughter, who essentially serves as slave labor for these horrid people.

Throughout the story, Thenardier’s world keeps crashing into the life of Valjean; attempted robbery, extortion, and murder. There are not admirable qualities in the Thenardier’s.  At the end of the book, we find Thenardier and his daughter Azelma heading to America, where they become slave-traders.  Truly a reprehensible character.

And yet, there is something revealing about the Thenardiers.  Lost people do lost things, and the Thenardiers are a vivid, graphic demonstration of that truth.  They believe God is dead.  They look to the heavens and only the moon looks down.  For them it is a dog eat dog world, you take anything that’s not nailed down.  Only the strongest, the fittest, the most cunning will survive.  Rarely do you see such an honest portrayal of the logical conclusion to a worldview that does not begin and end with a sovereign and loving God.  If you believe that we have emerged from a primordial ooze, there’s nothing to keep you from acting like it.

Rather than point my finger at the Thenardiers and cry out “sinner,” however, I think it is more important to let the Thenardiers point their finger at me and show me the state of my soul.  I am no better than they.  When left to my own devices, I am a greedy, grabby, self-indulgent, naval-gazing opportunist who thinks my way is the best way and just wishes that God would see the brilliance in my own plans and get in line.  I am a rebel from God’s way, living of the remains of the wasteland of my own making, rather than enjoying the abundant treasures that are at His right hand.  I am a wretch.

I want to be a Valjean, noble, sacrificing, the unsung hero.  I’d settle for Javert, the legalistic, militant conservative.  Heck, I’d take an ABC Student who dies on the barricade for the cause of freedom.  But no, I am Thenardier.  Who will deliver me from this body of death?

I guess I should correct myself.  That’s who I was.  But thanks be to God through Jesus Christ my Lord!  I have found grace.  I have been saved, redeemed, transformed.  I have died, and continue to die to sin, that I may live for Christ.  I have laid down the crown I stole for myself, and claimed Christ as my Lord and Savior.  I was the Thenardier, dead in my trespasses and sins, but I have been made alive together with Christ.  I was once captive to sin and death, but I have been delivered from the domain of darkness and transferred to the kingdom of his beloved Son.  This is the grace of God at work in my life.  This is the good news that I must share.

I love theater because it compels us to think.  It holds a mirror before us, and shows us the nature of our hearts.  And hopefully, in stories like this, it will show us our need for grace, for mercy, and for the saving love of God in Jesus Christ our Lord.


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Blind Man’s Bluff

“But their minds were hardened. For to this day, when they read the old covenant,
that same veil remains unlifted, because only through Christ is it taken away.”
2 Corinthians 3:14 (ESV)

In one of my favorite Mythbusters episodes, Jamie and Adam test whether or not it is possible to walk, swim, and drive in a straight line while blindfolded.

What I found fascinating about this was how they both thought they were walking, and swimming, in a straight line.  Neither had any idea just how off course they had gotten, that they were walking/swimming in circles.  In fact, Jamie was quite certain he was almost across the water, he felt he had been swimming pretty straight, when in fact the GPS mapping revealed the truth, he was nowhere near his destination.

The funny thing is, this show reveals a gospel truth:

Those who are lost never really know it until they have been found.

Ephesians 4:18 tells us that apart from Christ we “are darkened in [our] understanding, alienated from the life of God because of the ignorance that is in [us], due to [our] hardness of heart.”  Like wearing the dark glasses used in Mythbusters, we go through this life blind to the glory of God, the disaster of our sinfulness, and our desperate need for salvation.  We feel like we’re heading in the right direction, never realizing how far off course our lives have gotten.  We know that there are bad things that happen in this world, and even that we make mistakes from time to time; but in our blindness, it is inconceivable that we’ve been heading in the wrong direction, swimming in circles through this journey of life.  We think we are alive, heading toward the shore; when in reality, we are dead in our trespasses and sins, blind to the truth of God’s Word, immune to the love of Christ.  In other words, we are utterly, completely, and desperately lost.

The good news is, “the Son of Man came to seek and to save the lost” (Luke 19:10).  Jesus came preaching the gospel to those who dwelled in darkness (Mat 4:13-17).  He healed the blind, restoring their vision, but he also opened the eyes of the heart (Eph 1:17-18).  In His grace, the Spirit of God comes and removes from us the blinders of sins darkness, showing us how far from God’s glory we have fallen (Rom 3:23), but also revealing the grace and mercy of the cross.  If you have come to know and believe in the Lord Jesus Christ as your savior, know that it is only because He has first loved you, and that God has “delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son” (Col 1:13)

The question remains, though, how do we interact with those who still dwell in darkness?  Countless hours have been spent in frustrating debate with those who refuse to acknowledge the truth of God’s word and their need for a savior.  We long for their salvation, but cannot find the words that will “win the battle.”

Remember, it is God who reveals wisdom, and it is God who opens hearts and minds (Mat 11:25; 1 Cor 1:21; 2:14-15) and in Christ the veil that blinds us is taken away (2 Cor 3:14-16).  If you are dealing with someone who is blinded to the truth of God, pray.  Pray that God would remove the veil, that God would expose their sinfulness, that God would convict them of their brokenness, so that they might run to their savior, Jesus Christ.

While praying, remember also to live in such a way that the world may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven (Mat 5:16).  We have been called out of the darkness that we might be the light of the world, shining the light and goodness of Christ into a darkened world.  The people around us are stumbling and bumbling in the darkness, but our lives of faith and loving service should break through the darkness.

Finally, have hope.  John’s gospel tells us that in Jesus “was life, and the life was the light of men.  The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it” (John 1:4-5).  There is no darkness that is too dark that the light of Christ does not shine forth.  There is no soul so stained with sin that the blood of Christ cannot wash and make it new.  Jesus has overcome the world, take heart, have hope!