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  • Christ as Truth and Truth as the Way to Christ

    One can never wrestle enough with God

    if one does so out of a pure regard for the truth.

    Christ likes us to prefer truth to him

    because, before being Christ, he is truth.

    If one turns aside from him to go toward the truth,

    one will not go far before falling into his arms.

    Simone Weil, Waiting for God, (Fontana) page 69.

  • Erasmus and the New Testament


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    A new intellectual biography of Erasmus by Anthony Levi is scheduled from Yale University Press in October. Erasmus is one of the most significant figures in European intellectual history. Roland Bainton's biography is still a great read, though dated in all kinds of ways. Erasmus' big argument with Luther on the freedom or bondage of the human will was one of the key controversies in early Reformation theology. A Christian anthropology still has to wrestle with the mystery, even the enigma of human freedom as a defining feature of a Christian anthropology.

    But Erasmus' love for the Greek New Testament, even allowing for the textual limitations of his work, remains one of the great recovery projects of the Renaissance and of the history of biblical interpretation. Erasmus was passionate about going back to origins, recovering texts overgrown with diversities of later interpretations. And his motivation for doing so was deeply spiritual, theological and intellectual, and each of these was a strand in the conviction that texts have both an integrity to uphold and vulnerability to hijack. Here are Erasmus' words which are celebrated reminders of the extraordinary freedom he won for those who want to read the Bible for themselves.  

    Christ wishes his mysteries published as openly as
    possible.

    I would that even the lowliest women read the gospels and the Pauline
    epistles.

    I would that they were translated into all languages…

    I would that the
    farmer sing some portion of them at the plough,

    the weaver hum some parts of
    them  to the movement of his shuttle,

    the
    traveller lighten the weariness of the journey with stories of this kind.

  • Theological Education – a Key Missional resource.


    SUPPERATEMMAUS-LACENAINEMMAUSMICHELIt's the conference season and the past few days have been in Manchester and Malvern – the first with UK Baptist theological educators, the second with Regent's Pentecostal College as External Examiner. So a week to think about what theological education is, or should be all about.

    Theological education outside the public funded universities is a loss leader for the church. The training of the mind to plunge deep pillars into the bedrock of Christian theology is a necessary way of loving God with our minds, and an essential preparation for a life of spiritual care, a foundation for responsible and responsive pastoral guidance, a commitment to personal growth in the impossible task of knowing the love of God that passes knowledge, and an inner disposition of being content to acknowledge both the limits and the possibilities of a heart that thinks passionately and a mind that feels deeply, and a life open to the truth of God that always comes to us as risk and opportunity.

    Theological education like that is unaffordable, if what we mean is it pays its way in hard cash. The time and the investment of resources, by student and College, makes the deal a non-starter if what we are looking for is break even, let alone profit. So it becomes a question not of cost but of value. The things we value we pay for – the gain is in the benefit we purchase at a cost we think "is worth it". Which raises important questions for us a theological educators, and pushes questions just as urgently for our churches. We are all experiencing the destabilising pressures of a culture in which change, development, progress, growth, celebrity, security and wealth creation and possesion collide with the realities of recession, climate change, political and religious extremism, the reconfiguration of expectations based on a now defunct financial market, and the consequent slow evaporation of hope as previously planned futures look increasingly uncertain.

    Who will be the community theologians in our churches? I don't mean the minister, pastor, ordained leader. Where are our thinkers, those of faithful imagination and thoughtful presence, informed and humble in their wisdom, sharpened and poised in critique and creative encouragement, of church and culture, and rooted in the permanent sub-stratum of the Gospel of Jesus. I mean how is the church responding to the need for minds trained in loving God, those called to a discipleship of the intellect, spiritually alert, theologically astute, pastorally agile?

    How do you put a price on the presence in our churches of people who learn and teach, who share and give the gift of thoughful prayer and prayerful thought? Not all theological education is about forming people for ordained ministry. Nowadays many of our students are those who are seeking precisely this deeper rootedness in the Faith, working their way to a place where they know where they stand, and why. But not as minds closed – rather as minds that are open to the new things God is always doing. Horizon scanning was one of the gifts of the Hebrew prophets before it became organisational management speak. 

    Theological education is one of the Church's most important missional resources. To dialogue with the culture in which we are embedded, requires a clear grasp of our own faith, a living active commitment to the truth of God in Christ, and a humble but critical listening to what's going on around and amongst and within us as we live out the life of the the Body of Christ – the Light of the World.

    To spend a day or two thinking about all of that – it's not time wasted, it's time invested. Likewise for those who sense God's call to come to College and study theology. Maybe we have to honestly recognise that God calls people to study in the school,of Christ – and of course it doesn't stop there. Study begins with information, then formation, and then transformation as good thinking and good practices are disseminated in the community of Christ.

    The Caravaggio of the Emmaus Supper shows what happens when people walk the journey with Jesus, learn deeply, and discover life changing truth that they have to go and share with the world. .

  • Seek first the Kingdom of God, and all these other things……….

    Prayer – Seek ye
    first the Kingdom of God

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    Lord,
    the life we live is too full;

    Too
    full of expectations, our own and other people’s

    Too
    full of demands, the ones we make and the one’s we meet

    Too
    full of responsibilities, to others, and for others

    We get
    used to being reviewed and appraised, developed and trained

    As if
    our value was indexed to how well we function

     

    Lord
    help us to be still in your presence

    Just
    to stop, to be, and to like who we are.

    Teach
    us to cherish silence,

    to
    distinguish between loneliness and solitude

    to be
    at ease with the life you have given

    and
    with you the Giver of Life.

    Give
    us the sense to seek first your Kingdom :   
     

     

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    Lord
    you have made us human, our bodies instruments of life and sense

    We are
    sentient, sensitive, sensory – but our life of sense is overloaded

    Too
    full of loud noise and fast movement.

    Instant,
    efficient, fast, – the core requirements of a consumer culture.

    Now,
    immediately, no waiting, – we can have what we want, –

    Because
    credit cards collapse time, but credit too collapses..

    Our
    eyes too full of things to touch, and purchase, and possess

    As if
    life could ever consist in the abundance of things.

    Even
    taste and smell have become addictive

    As our
    society eats its way to un-wellness;

    So now
    the delicious and the aromatic, have become dangerous and tempting,

    And
    food a threatened epidemic rather than a daily blessing.

     

    Lord
    you are the one who heals and nourishes the hungry soul,

    Who
    cures our addiction to self, to things;

    Teach
    us again what it is we live by.

    Remind
    us that having you we need no more,

    and
    lacking you nothing else matters much.   

     

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    Lord,
    our lives are full, busy, hyper-active,

    Driven
    by our purposes rather than lived to yours,

    And so
    we have become self-important, self-propelled,

    The
    indispensable player in our own lives.

     

    Lord,
    bring us to our senses,

    And to
    a proper sense of life’s proportion, balance, intention.

    Our
    chief end is to glorify you, and to enjoy you forever.

    Grant
    us the joy that comes from trusting in you.

    Give
    us wisdom to ask, patience to seek, and joy in the finding

    Of you
    love in Jesus Christ your Son.

  • Preserving Single Moments of Radiance


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    Amongst the spiritual directors I return to when I am confused and uncertain about the call of God to His people, is Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel. One of the signs of a prophet is the capacity to see clearly and say courageously, and to offer a diagnosis of the surrounding culture that is not itself so culturally conditioned it merely echoes its context. That doesn't mean it is unaffected by context. All speech emerges from that inevitable nexus of history, experience, intellectual conviction and personal commitments that is the human mind reflecting with self consciousness on our own existence.

    But Heschel never would claim to be an objective and distant commentator. He took his convictions and experience, his faith commitment and the history of his people and his own life, and he used them freely and openly to look at the world from an honestly confessed standpoint. In other words the prophet has a perspective like everyone else – it's just that it is more often counter-cultural than culturally conditioned, interrogative instead of affirmative, future oriented rather than complacently contemporary. So I read the words below and regain a necessary perspective – to see the world as a place where, whatever the darkness, the light shines in that darkness and the darkness has not overcome it:


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    The spiritual blackout is increasing daily. Opportunism prevails, callousness expands, the sense of the holy is melting away. We no longer know how to resist the vulgar, how to say no  in the name of a higher yes. Our roots are in a state of decay.

    The is an age of spiritual blackout, a blackout of God. We have entered not only the dark night of the soul, but also the dark night of society. We must seek out ways of preserving the strong and deep truth of a living God theology in the midst of the blackout.

    For the blackness is neither final nor complete. Our power is first in waiting for the end of darkness, for the defeat of evil; and our power is also in coming upon single sparks and occasional rays, upon moments full of grace  and radiance.

    We are called to bring together the sparks, to preserve single moments of radiance, and keep them alive in our lives; to defy absurdity and despair; and to wait for God to say again, "Let there be light".

    And there will be light.

    Another Jewish Rabbi, following his encounter with the Living Christ urged the Philippian Christians to shine as lights of the universe in the midst of a dark and crooked generation. Faith in light over darkness, hope that the light will not be put out, bringing together single moments of radiance, – such is the witness of a community of the Living God.

    Quotation from A J Heschel, Moral Grandeur and Spiritual Audacity, (Farrar, Strauss, Giroux, 1996) page 267

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  • Christ of the Upward Way, My Guide Divine…

    BrunerThis week is the anniversary of my Ordination to Christian ministry. Every year that's a special date for me, and I find ways of marking it as another milestone on my own Emmaus Road.

    I have a list of the books I've bought to mark this date, 36 of them now. You know you're getting on when some of the early ones show their years- not just the ageing of the book and the signs of reading, and in some cases re-reading. But the contents were for a different time, the analysis emerging from a previous cultural cusp, and revisiting some of them the realisation that this isn't just where we are now. But most of them are not so timebound, and remain valuable teachers and conversation partners.

    I'll never part with J V Taylor's The Go-Between God, one of the most refreshing books on the creative work of the Holy Spirit in the world, the church and the Christian's personal life.

    My hardback edition of the two volumes of The Victorian Church by Owen Chadwick are thick and solid, in contrast to the writer whose prose is lightly erudite and seductive in the way he makes Church History a joy to read.

    Belden Lan'es The Solace of Fierce Landscsapes, is a book about the experience of the desert as the place where God is encountered in the experience of absence, loss and longing, and it is that rare thing – a book about loving God for God's sake, and hanging on in trust when all that keeps us going is the grace of the God who is there, and the only evidence of God's presence is the being held.

    Brueggemann's Old Testament Theology is a ridiculously provocative book, and apart from a couple of other things I've read on the Old Testament the most stimulating, annoying and persuasive thing around. I've read Brueggemann throughout my ministry, and he is that most helpful of friends – the ones who don't go in for bland niceness, but like a good argument about what's most important.

    And David Bosch's Tranforming Mission remains, depsite so much work done and change experienced in the whole wide world, a defining classic of how a theology of mission should be constructed, from the biblical, theological and cultural resources of the church in the world.

    Which brings me to Frederick Dale Bruner's commentary on the Gospel of John. My love for this gospel was instilled by a verse by verse Greek exegesis in College, over two years. I don't need another commentary on John given the embarrassment of riches in my own and other libraries. Except Bruner is a different kind of commentator, and his two volumes on Matthew published in the 1970's were early examples of a commentary that takes seriously the tradition of exegesis. So in this commentary several classic treatments from  Augustine to Westcott, by way of Aquinas, Calvin and Godet, are treated as respected voices, alongside the contemporary approaches to exegesis. Bruner's interest is to hear the text, and hear it through the voices of those who have studied it and lived it. It is a commentary for the church before the academy; but it is an academic commentary that takes seriously the text, the Christian intellect and a Church rooted in a faith that calls for our deepest thought baptised in prayer.

    From now to Advent I'll let Bruner convene the round the table discussion on John, and hope to learn more about what it means to be ordained to the service of Christ in the Church – maybe by then I'll have reached that story about the basin and the twoel.

  • Here is love vast as the ocean…..

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     Not had a poem here for a while. Looking over a few photos taken off the Moray Coast (the day we saw the pod of dolphins), they made me wistful with inward hard to name longing. The sea does that to me. Maybe it's the rhythm of the waves, the play of light, my own smallness gazing at immensity.

    Keats was a Romantic poet – I'm not sure how much credible currency he carries in a culture that can be crudely unromantic about the natural world. But his words place me in front of the sea, insist that I look and listen, and be startled back into a deeper perception of who I am, what life is really for, and why being a human being capable of such reflective thought and self knowing humility in front of a vast gentleness of dangerous power, is a reminder of the truth at the centre of all existence, including my own – "Fear not, I have called you by name, you are mine….when you walk through the waters they shall not overwhelm you…… ".

    On
    the Sea
    John Keats

    It keeps
    eternal whisperings around


    Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell


    Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell


    Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.


    Often ’tis in such gentle temper found


    That scarcely will the very smallest shell

    Be moved
    for days from whence it sometime fell


    When last the winds of heaven were unbound.


    Oh ye! whose ears are dinned with uproar rude


    Or fed too much with cloying melody –


    Sit ye near some old cavern's mouth, and brood


    Until ye start, as if the sea nymphs quired!

     


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  • “Give us this day our daily bread”,….but what about Hell – icopter Gunships….

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    I am  preaching at a favourite place this Sunday, on The Lord will provide.

    One of the fascinating debates surrounds the meaning of the word translated in the Lord's Prayer as "daily".

    Give us today bread sufficient  for today

    or

    Give us today bread sufficient to give us strength to work tomorrow for our daily bread.

    In the middle of the Lord's prayer there is this crusty plain loaf, and for me that is the essence of the Lord will provide.

    The hallowing of the Name, the coming of the Kingdom, forgiveness and deliverance, and at the centre – daily bread.

    So what do I pray for when Syrian helicopter gunships turn their lethal weapons on safe zones and bread lines?

    What do I mean when I say the Lord will provide, when news images show hungry people queuing for daily bread being used as target practice by a regime gone rabid?

    I deeply believe and trust in the Lord who provides.

    But I deeply believe in the Lord of justice, righteousness and mercy – and I see none of that in Syria, and countless other places.

    But I believe – and because I believe I hope – but there are times when human behaviour makes me despair.

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  • A Theological Reflection on Three Mornings of Problematic Commuting!

    Hs-1995-44-a-webOn the way to College each morning this week I've been delayed.

    Monday it was the lolipop man stopping the traffic with a high waving lolipop, stopping the traffic for one adult to cross the road and no children in sight. That got a few irate horn blasts for lolipop abuse.

    Tuesday I was a witness to a motor cyclist who came off his bike because a dog on an extension  lead (not the electrical kind) had run across the road and created a tripwire. The biker wasn't too badly hurt but was rightly mad – I've no idea what the insurance issues will be.

    Wednesday it was the huge articulated European transport Lorry which stopped within inches of the Nitshill Bridge and blocked the traffic both ways. No way to reverse because backed in by the Traffic queue – no way forward because, well because of the bridge.

    Not the best start to the working day – not talking about me, but the lolipop man who thought he was being helpful, the motorcyclist who probably has no comeback for the damage, and the lorry driver who stopped on time but had nowhere to go, and surrounded by impatient to hostile commuters!

    Hard to go in after such encounters of commuting life and sit down with a cup of tea and pick up where I left off in my reading of the more abstract realities of contested ecclesiologies, patristic Trinitarianism and contemporary approaches to mission for faith communities on the cusp of a culture fuelled by disruptive innovation and recessional panic!

    But such is the life of a theologian – and seriously, the social and civic attitudes that underlie anger at a car having to stop for a walking human being does indeed provide food for theological critique of the values we live by;

    and the questions raised by the unforeseen accident, the injury to others we intend or don't intend, and how to resolve situations that have gone wrong between people, there is an entire theological and ethical agenda for the church;

    and to ask ourselves what resources we have to deal with those situations where we are stuck at a low bridge with no easy way forward or back, and all around us people just wanting to get on with their own lives.

    I guess that embarrassed lorry driver mirrors the experience of so many folk trying to work out how to make their lives work and be able to move forward from the mistake they have made.

    And I'm pondering the parable of the church as articulated lorry, confronted by a low bridge, trapped by the traffic, nowhere obvious to go, the driver frantically directing traffic around a vehicle made for movement but stuck by its own shape and wrong turnings…….

    The image of the Eagle Nebulae always reminds me of the context within which all the strangeness of the ordinary is held, 'In the beginning was the Word…and the Word became flesh and dwelt amongst us'. And whatever the future of the church, that truth is the intellectual, spiritual and and moral directive for how the Church as the Body of Christ is to live in the creative energy of resurrection, and with trust in the God who in Christ is reconciling the world into the life of the Triune God.