Our best days lie ahead

Via Grandmere Mimi:

“The battle isn’t about God. It’s about fear, control and property.

The anti-change minority wants to reclaim a world that no longer exists.

They want to seize property that doesn’t belong to them. Archbishop, you are being used.

If it’s any consolation, Archbishop, I don’t like some of the changes in my church, either. I think we have rewarded institutional tinkering and stopped dreaming. We depend on style and not substance. We worry about inherited property and not about the world outside our doors. We fuss about who is ordained when we should be nurturing healthy congregations.

Fear abounds. Fear of offending longtime members and deep-pocket givers. Fear of speaking freely and dreaming grandly. Fear of trying hard and maybe failing. Fear of preaching a Gospel more radical than anything we’ve said.

But many are determined to get beyond fear — by taking one brave step at a time, learning to be nimble and to listen, learning from our failures, taking risks.

The dilemma facing Episcopalians is that “soon, and very soon we are going to see the King.” Our buildings may crumble, our endowments may tumble, and all we have left is each other and our faith.

Will we have any song to sing when the great pipe organs are stilled? Will we have any prayer to say when comfortable pews are gone?

Will we sit in circles of love when nice parlors are sold? Will we love our neighbors when we cannot hire staff to do it for us?

I think we will have that faith. I think we already have it. It’s just hard to see when so much energy goes into institutionalism and fighting.

I think our best days lie ahead.”

Not just about the current shenanigans, and rather a timely read for me.

Mysterium Tremendens

Loved this:

How might we behave if we walked down the aisle in knowledge that God himself will permeate our beings? Because at present we have a long way to go. How do I know this? Because if the Queen announced a visit to S. Barnabas, or any other church for that matter, the place would be packed, people dressed in their finest and everyone hushed and speaking in muted tones. Yet perversely Jesus comes every Sunday, but people pick and choose when they come, drift in late and rarely find the need to confess before receiving the sacrament. A fact that should make us all stop and think.

(From another blogging vicar with a daughter called J_)

Normal service will hopefully resume here before too long (Ollie hopes). I’m convalescing from something, I think it’s exhaustion, my wife thinks it was ‘flu (but not swinish).

On not wanting to be a Bishop

Every so often, someone who knows me reasonably well – as opposed to extremely well – will either ask me if I want to be, or suggest that I will end up being, a bishop. The trouble comes when they don’t take my denials at face value and think I’m coming on all Heseltiney, but I really don’t think it’s an attractive job, and I don’t feel any particular vocational call in that direction (for which I am most grateful, thanks boss). I am an ambitious person, but my ambitions lie in different directions, partly all the material associated with my book, partly in (and this is my real deep dark secret) a desire to one day run a theological college and train priests for the ministry. The sort of priests I most admire tend to be like John Keble who turned down a Bishopric (and whose feast we celebrate today – which partly provoked this post) and David Hope who gave up being an Archbishop in order to return to parish ministry.

However….

Having said all that, I do occasionally see things that make me question my certainty on the topic – and this post from Nick Baines is one such. Perhaps being a Bishop is not the muzzle that I perceive it to be!!

Corpus Christi: The Greatest Theological Mistake in Western Christian History

The phrase ‘the Body of Christ’ can refer to three things – 1. the body of Jesus of Nazareth before he was crucified; 2. the community of believers; 3. the bread consecrated during the Eucharist.

In practice we can ignore 1 as it never figures in debates about communion. What is significant is the way in which the other two senses have been understood in Christian history.

Let’s call those two senses of ‘the body of Christ’ ‘the church’ and ‘the host’.

In Christian understanding, one form of the body was ‘real’ or ‘true’. In other words it was something that could be touched and handled, and was therefore worthy of reverence and immense – total! – respect. This was called the ‘corpus verum’.

The other form of the body was only perceptible to the eyes of faith, it could only be received and understood mystically, in the context of prayer and worship. This was called the ‘corpus mysticum’.

For the first thousand years or so of Christianity, the ‘corpus verum’, the body that could be touched and handled with reverence, referred to the church, ie the community of the baptised. So, your neighbour in the community was worthy of reverence and respect. Harming your neighbour, eg murder, wasn’t just immoral, it was blasphemy. Correlative with that, the ‘corpus mysticum’ – that which could only be perceived with the eyes of faith – was the host, that which was consumed in the context of Eucharistic worship.

In the course of the twelfth century, in the Western church, these meanings were reversed, with awful consequences.

To begin with the more trivial, the ‘corpus verum’ began to be used to refer to the bread used in the Eucharist. Instead of this bread being something that could only be seen as holy by the faithful (and which didn’t have a particular tangibility as the body) the host became _itself_ the object of worship. This can be seen through the institution of the feast of Corpus Christi in the mid-thirteenth century, and the associated development of eucharistic devotions, eg exposition, seen through the use of the monstrance – the Body of Christ is being _demonstrated_ in this rite.

I happen to see this as a profound distortion of Christianity, but I needn’t detain you with that, for the really malefic consequences of this shift came with the other side, ie that instead of all the baptised being the ‘corpus verum’, now the baptised were the ‘corpus mysticum’ – which had the consequence that church membership was no longer something public, it was something private, and only accessible to those with the eyes of faith. Of course, those ‘eyes of faith’ became identified with the institution, so, whereas harming a baptised believer would once have been utterly unthinkable theologically, with this shift in understanding you end up with the Inquisition – abuse of the body to try and establish the state of the soul. You also lay the seeds for the Reformation, and the whole gamut of western history that sees faith as something ‘private’ and personal, rather than public and visible.

It would be no exaggeration to say that everything that has gone wrong with Western Christianity since the 1200s can be traced to this shift.

The Vatican gets a bit Meldrew

Priests must not say ‘good morning’ to their congregation.

Which I have to admit I completely agree with. I always say ‘Good morning’ once I’ve begun the service with ‘in the name of….’, which establishes the context. It is, of course, possible to go too far in the other direction and render a service completely inhuman and mechanical.

Don’t agree with the other change mentioned at the end of the article though – seems to leave the priest out of the shared invocation.

Gratuitous TBTE, with links


Taken last week. Time to catch up on some links that I’ve found interesting:

The Velvet Reformation, about Rowan.
Related: Why Christians should support gay marriage.
Rowan’s speech on the environment, which I don’t think I agreed with but need to do a more detailed analysis, hopefully before the eschaton.
A strong family and a small state belong together.
The financial crisis does have a conservative solution.
After capitalism.
A defence of Pope Benedict on contraception.
There is no rise in sea levels.
One of the very clever people who are sceptical of AGW.
A farm for the future.
Scientist contracts Ebola.
And finally a story that put a smile on my face: the Lego renaissance.

Evangelicals and the Bible

Just been reading two assessment reports, of Wycliffe Hall and St Stephen’s House in Oxford (both theological colleges = seminaries in US speak). Lots of interesting stuff in them, but I had to laugh when it was pointed out that the evangelical college was deficient in its use of the Bible in worship! A trend that I’m coming to associate with evangelical styles.

This is the relevant paragraph in full:

“We were also surprised at the very limited amount of biblical material in the daily
services. A psalm is required to be used on Monday mornings, and a psalm was
said on one other day. A short reading from the New Testament is recommended
on three mornings, and a short reading from the Old Testament on two mornings.
The Hall lectionary provides for reading ‘the whole range of biblical literature’
over a four year cycle on three mornings a week for 32 weeks of the year. However,
no student spends four years in the Hall, and such an arrangement does not
encourage students to read the Bible themselves ‘in course’ on days when there is
no corporate worship in chapel. Therefore we do not think that this practice is
consistent with the Anglican tradition of reading the psalms and the greater part of
the Old Testament and all the New Testament, in course, during the calendar year.
This is intended to immerse the Church’s ministers, and the laity, in Scripture, and
thereby to familiarise them with the great sweep and variety of salvation history
and literature in the Old Testament, and with all the gospels and letters and the
Revelation to John in the New Testament. Attention should be paid to providing
more extensive use of the psalms, and the biblical canticles, which praise and
thank God for his intervention in his world in the incarnation of his son, Jesus
Christ, for the salvation of his creation; and for publicly reading the Old and New
Testaments in course.”

Quite so.