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  • A Hard lesson – Taught by God to love one another

    You know how if you’re reading the Bible in a desultory fashion, …ok, I know we should always read the Bible expectantly, receptively, devotionally or whatever other word best describes paying attention. But to be honest, sometimes reading where you’ve read before, and knowing what’s coming, and being familiar with it all, it takes an ambush to get that attention.

    173_large Reading Thessalonians last night I was ambushed. Paul tells them, ‘You yourselves have been taught by God to love one another.’ (I Thessalonians 4.9) The point is so important Paul invents a word, "theodidaktos", which means ‘taught of God’. Now how does God teach converted pagans to love one another? What pedagogic methods does God employ? Well, not distance learning because love cannot be taught remotely. Not with multi-media angels making God point with power. And what learning outcomes does God set for us to demonstrate with critical awareness that we have learned what we have been taught?

    God’s love is poured into our hearts by the Holy Spirit, he tells the Roman house churches. Love is greater than faith and hope he tells the Corinthians. Love fulfils the law of Christ. All true enough. But this hapax legomenon,this word "theodidaktos" which Paul manufactured for the purpose, is a seriously disruptive word, suggestive of personal discomfort which is the inevitable result of being taught, not what to do, but who to be, and who to be like.

    Taught by God to love – followers of Jesus are taught by God what love is, what love costs, where love leads, how love works, why love hurts, where love is needed, and when.

    Taught by God to love – the greater love that lays down its life, the love that loves to the end, the loves demonstrated not only in words but in actions, – like breaking bread, washing feet, touching the broken, turning water to wine, loaves and fish into nourishment.

    Taught by God to love each other – which means when I don’t love I haven’t learnt the first lesson about God, that God is love, and that love is cross shaped, outward reaching, creatively persistent, compassionately imaginative, unafraid of rejection and itself fearlessly welcoming.

    God of love, teach us to love, so that others may say of us, theodidaktos, taught of God, to love.

  • Defiance of despair

    P28heschelkingselmav01 A religious man

    is a person who holds God and man

    in one thought at a time,

    at all times,

    who suffers in himself harms done to others,

    whose greatest passion is compassion,

    whose greatest strength is love

    and defiance of despair.

    Abraham Joshua Heschel, on whom be peace.

    Abraham Joshua Heschel was a friend of Martin Luther King, whose volume of sermons entitled Strength to Love is a 20th century spiritual classic. Heschel is second from the right, and MLK in the middle. The photo is called, ‘Praying with their Feet’. Amen, and Amen

  • The Silverburn Glass Cathedral – Let us Pay!

    D6192024d53708a63b3a105f4d31dd24_2 Silverburn Shopping Centre.

    95 stores over half a mile.

    18 Restaurants.

    3,000 staff, many sourced locally.

    2,500 parking spaces.

    1,000,000 square feet of prime retail and leisure space.

    13 times the size of Hampden football pitch.

    This is a massive retail cathedral, complete with liturgy, clergy, sacred music, architectural beauty, familiar rituals and symbols, and an all but tangible sense of people’s devotion to what’s on offer. This is new Jerusalem, centre of hope, renewal, personal fulfilment. The elements of a secular religious activity and devotion are unmistakable.

    Exaggeration? My biblical literary allusions getting the better of me? The feel-good factor of a new shopping mall unrelated to religious fulfilment?

    Here are two of the massive blue advertising banners,(at least 5×4 Metres), hanging outside retailers whose shops are yet to open but coming soon.

    There shall be sorrow no more, for Heaven has sent us Carphone Warehouse!

    Paradise is upon us, for J D Sports is coming soon.

    More than 30 of these banners have similar texts for the faithful, encouraging us to remain hopeful that in due time, ‘all shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well’. Though when Julian of Norwich originally wrote these things she wasn’t meaning we would be able to buy all manner of thing on credit, in a glass cathedral, with adequate parking, multi-choice restaurant options, and a sense of being blessed by shopping for all manner of thing.

    The message is both subtle and seductive. Heaven approves retail therapy; ideas and questions about consumer overload, or responsible credit use, are heresies best avoided. The inner restlessness, those gnawing hungers of the heart, have their Silverburn spiritual answer, with apologies to St Augustine,’You have made things for ourselves, and our hearts are restless till they rest in you, spent and satisfied’.

    The sorrow of emptiness, of lack, of deprivation because what I want is not yet available, well my tears may last for a night, but joy comes in the morning when Carphone Warehouse opens. And for those who enjoy a religion that provides a sense of imminence, of immediacy, of God breaking into otherwise lacklustre lives – Paradise is upon us! And I will, yes I will, be able to look at, handle, long for, and yes, praise be, purchase, my own personal, identity conferring, spiritually fulfilling, trainers at J D Sports. Paradise!

    All of which said – I was so heartened to see so many people clearly newly in jobs, learning the ropes of retail customer service, trying hard and glad of a chance in life. That, I will never knock! You can see some of them over here at the Evening Times. And yes, it is cutting edge in the technology that reduces the carbon footprint so that M&S is powered by their own wind turbine in Aberdeenshire, and emits 95% less CO2 than a similar sized traditional store, and uses rainwater for flushing toilets. So a lot that’s good – but shopping isn’t an experience that fulfils our ‘ultimate concern’, the new trainers don’t quite reveal the utterly transcendent, and for all we might depend on our mobile phones, our deepest sorrows in life are unlikely to be the delay in the coming of Carphone Warehouse!

  • The danger of using prejudice as the short cut to (in)justice

    Was in the coffee shop today and the only paper on the rack was the Daily Express (The Deadly Excess). The headline in 2 inch bold "

    "70% Don’t believe McCanns"

    Now like most people who’ve thought about this at all, I have no idea what happened to their little girl, Madeleine. It’s a mystery, an enigma, a tragedy and undoubtedly, a crime. But what can it possibly mean to print a headline like that? What moral contortions might justify the use of such unsubstantiated nonsense?

    OK. 70% of whom? Oh, it turns out to be those who phoned in to the station, following the interview they gave to Spanish TV. So, in true scientific, objective, reliably monitored fashion, we now know that 70% of those who saw the broadcast, AND who felt strongly enough to phone in, don’t believe the McCann’s account of  the circumstances surrouinding the disappearance of their daughter.

    20071026 So here’s another statistic. 100% of those who phoned in are no wiser than the rest of us about what happened. Here’s another. 100% of those who phoned in have less information than the least informed policeman on the outer margins of an enquiry that has had its own very public shortcomings. And for good measure, here’s another. 100% of those who phoned in have no idea what it might be like to be a parent whose child is abducted, to not know if she is alive, and to live with the kind of cruel stupidity that allows editors to publish such verbal mince as in the public interest, or even as news. When will the public tumble to the fact that completely uninformed opinion solicited for a phone-in poll, has no evidential value whatsoever. Its value is to encourage a mindset that thinks public opinion is itself evidence. The old-fashioned name for doing justice by polling the ignorant, and deciding on guilt by subjective opinion, was lynching.

    The McCanns have been in the news now for over six months. They may or may not be telling the whole truth – how can any of us know. But until the truth is discovered, it is better not to condemn people with innuendo, public poll, trial by media, or any of the other processes that threaten that fundamental right that no one should have taken away – the right not to be condemned by blind prejudice – the word prejudice is interesting with a hyphen inserted; it then reads "pre-judice", that is, to judge before the evidence is heard.

    I lament the loss of fairness as an important strand in the fabric of our social security. One of these days those who unfairly accuse, who practice prejudice, may find themselves judged, not for what they have done, but merely on the basis of what someone else who doesn’t know them, thought about them.

    And in all of this, a wee girl is missing.

    Lord have mercy.

  • Not beyond our will

    0824505425_01__ss500_sclzzzzzzz_v11 We live by the conviction that acts of goodness reflect the hidden light of His holiness.

    His light is above our minds but not beyond our will.

    It is within our power to mirror his unending love in deeds of kindness, like brooks that hold the sky.

    …………………

    The meaning of existence is experienced in moments of exaltation. Man must strive for the summit in order to survive on the ground… his ends must surpass his needs.

    The security of existence lies in the exaltation of existence. This is one of the rewards of being human: quiet exaltation, capability for celebration. It is expressed in a phrase which Rabbi Akiba offered to his disciples:

    A song every day,

    A song every day.

    …………….

    I love this man’s writing; Heschel’s wise compassionate patience with imperfection, and the trustful imagination of his spirit, never fail to touch the deeper places of my own spirit.

    Abraham Joshua Heschel, peace be upon his name.

  • Read, mark and learn….the death of a church

    To make sense of this post read the earlier one from October 21 about my visit to the Great Western Auction Rooms, now located in what used to be Whiteinch Baptist Church. As noted there, the church closed in 1975/6, and I said something about what might have brought that about.

    In George Yuille’s History of Baptists in Scotland, published in the mid 1920’s, the following account is given of Whiteinch Baptist Church – we are talking only 80 years ago, so the church closed 50 years after the following was written. Read and ponder:

    The church was formed in 1906, with a membership of 14. the Pioneer Mission took the Church under its care, and the Rev W J Batters of the Ayrshire Christian Union, was called to the pastorate. mr batters rendered yeoman service to the cause and during his ministry the present iron and wood buildings were erected at a cost of £670. The Sunday services previous to this were held in the Whiteinch Burgh Hall, and the week night services in the Co-operative Hall. The lack of suitable premises, and the burden of hall rents made progress difficult during this period. In August 1908, the Church took possession of the new buildings and the membership considerably increased. In 1910 there were over 100 members. After seven years of faithful work, mr batters resigned, and in 1913 Rev J V W Thynne was settled as Pastor. Mr Thynne did well, but his pastorate was brief and in 1915 he was succeeded by Rev John Campbell, of Burra isle. In 1922 much to the regret of the Whiteinch congregation, Mr Campbell accepted a call to George Street Baptist church, Paisley. After a long vacancy of 19 months, the present minister, Rev J S Andrews, of Londonderry, was called to the pastorate. The present membership is 220, and the building is now quite inadequate to the needs of the church. A new Building Scheme costing £6000 has been launched and the members are working heartily to complete it. The record of the Church from the beginning has been one of hard work in face of many difficulties, and progress has been slow. A brighter day seems now to have dawned. Difficulties have been overcome, new opportunities are presenting themselves. A new spirit pervades the Church, and the future is full of hope.

    And within 50 years it was closed. Why churches close is as important a question as how churches begin. How does ‘a future filled with hope’ last only 50 years? This isn’t a question about this one church, but a question whose answers, and there will be a good few of them, need to be discerned, considered and, excuse the grammar, learned from.

  • Great Theologians. John Owen. Reformed Catholic and Renaissance Man

    John Owen. Reformed Catholic, Renaissance Man, Carl Trueman (Aldershot: Ashgate, 2007), 132 pages.

    (Review copy courtesy of Ashgate Publishing).

    Johnowenportrait_3 Somebody once described reading John Owen (17th Century Reformed theologian) as being like stirring porridge with a plastic spoon. That’s both unfair and true – he is hard reading because he is engaging with the sharpest minds in Europe on some of the most contested and complex problems of theology. His writings are exhaustingly exhaustive, his theological arguments are mathematically (at times mechanically) precise. His learning in an age before information overload was both deep and wide, ranging across the Western tradition of theology and philosophy. His writing on the Being of God, woven throughout much of his Works is a metaphysical tour de force; the treatises on the Holy Spirit and spirituality remain classics of Reformed spiritual theology.

    It is one of the strengths of Carl Trueman’s book that he places Owen in his historical context as a Reformed Catholic and Renaissance Man. In other words Trueman severely qualifies the title ‘Puritan’ as applied to Owen because it is too narrow, too constraining both of his theology, and of his preferred sources for theologising. Thus Owen’s pneumatology should first be understood in its proper systematic context, which is Owen’s deliberately constructed Trinitarian framework. Only then is his encyclopedic treatment of the Holy Spirit to be held up as one of the most authoritative Reformed Orthodox spiritual treatises of the vastly productive, theologically argumentative 17th century.

    41zcvtti1l__aa240_ Likewise, when Owen argues his powerfully, at times overwhelmingly persistent biblical theology, he is participating in a Europe wide campaign of polemical and constructive theology now described as Post Reformation Reformed Scholasticism. These Reformed theological and intellectual armaments were aimed at Arminian, Socinian and Roman Catholic errors. But even here Trueman is impatient with broad brush special pleadings by over-enthusiastic Reformed fans of Owen. While targeting obvious doctrinal errors in Roman Catholic teaching, he nevertheless valued and used much Roman Catholic learning, theology and biblical scholarship that was free from such errors. He was a discriminating admirer of Bellarmine, the most influential, able and erudite Jesuit apologist in Europe at the time. In other words Owen was a discerning and not ungenerous theological opponent, whose aim was fixing truth rather than discrediting opponents.

    Now by ‘Catholic’ Trueman means one who holds the wider church tradition, its historical and theological diversity, yet its ecclesial continuity, as an indispensable source of theological wisdom, second only to Scripture in authority. Trueman makes a lot of Owen’s library catalogue to show the breadth of interests of this renaissance man – I particularly like the idea that alongside theological tomes Owen had books on parliamentary procedure (he preached before parliament), gardening, music theory, the life of silk worms and the advantages of warm beer!

    Following the initial chapter on Owen as Reformed Catholic and Renaissance Man, Trueman goes on to examine Owen’s theology in three more chapters. In chapter 2 the conception of God Owen sets out in such intricately argued detail is thoroughly Trinitarian – the deity of Christ and of the Holy Spirit, co-equal with the Father, are foundational presuppositions of Owen’s theology of God. In the third chapter, the covenant of grace and catholic christology, are placed at the centre of Reformed dogmatics – the foundational conception of God as sovereign, revealed in Christ for the salvation of those elect from eternity, defines the nature and means of atonement and justification. The article by which the church stands or falls, justification, expounded with forensic precision by Owen and explained with scholarly relish by Trueman, bring this study to a close in its final chapter.

    Each chapter is closely argued, considering Owen’s historical milieu and engaging Owen’s writings with which Trueman is obviously and impressively familiar. Carl Trueman is one of several prominent historical theologians seeking to overturn the revisionist view that post Reformation European Reformed Scholasticism of the 17th and 18th centuries was the imposition upon an earlier Calvinism, of metaphysical categories, Aristotelian rationalism and arid biblical proof-texting in contrast to the Reformed Calvinism of earlier generations.

    This apologetic and reactive thrust is felt all the way through Trueman’s book, and it gets in the way at times. For example, Owen’s spirituality is almost incidental, so that he does indeed come over as a cerebral, polemical, meticulous logician, using massive learning to establish what at times are quite speculative metaphysical concepts (such as the Covenant of redemption, or Owen’s construal of intra-Trinitarian relations). Again, Trueman is brilliant on John Owen’s contribution to the developing expertise of Reformed hermeneutics, but Owen’s fusion of speculative metaphysics controlled by biblical exegesis and Reformed dogmatics, argues a richer vein of spiritual experience than comes over in some of these patiently disentangled controversies. But that’s perhaps to ask for another kind of book which Trueman has already shown he can write. His Legacy of Luther is just such a consideration of historical context, theological exposition and intellectual biography. And his earlier book on Owen also provides some of the balance. But this book is in the series Great Theologians, and Owen’s greatness has deep spiritual roots as well as high metaphysical reach.

    Trueman03 This treatment of Owen is, despite those comments, a very impressive example of how to answer those who accuse later Reformed Scholasticism of turning an earlier purer Calvinism, into an iron-cast predestinarian system. Trueman allows Owen to be understood as a man of his own times, defended from anachronistic criticisms by modern anti-Reformed and pro-Reformed writers and readers alike. So both R T Kendall’s revisionist thesis of original authentic Calvinism degenerating into later scholasticism, and J I Packer’s claim that Owen is a Puritan of the Puritans of the Banner of Truth school, are carefully and authoritatively corrected. Trueman is himself a scholar of the Reformed persuasion – but his Reformed stance is solidly grounded on historical and theological scholarship of the highest order.

    This is an important exposition of a theologian beginning to be taken seriously after centuries of neglect by mainstream academic theology – which as Trueman’s book demonstrates, has been an irony and injustice, for Owen was cutting edge in his own theological engagements and scholarship.

  • On not taking myself too seriously

    Dscn0068 I have recently been confused with a really learned, Edinburgh New College, nae kiddin, seriously scholarly looking former Princpal of said august New College. Brodie has detected a similarity between my physiognomy and that of the as yet unnamed academic. (By the way, do any of you remember using the word physog or fizzog as a word for face?)Anyway, semantics aside, you can see the two pictures, and read the comments over here at Brodie’s place. – and you’ll understand why I am yet again posting this self portrait of a Scottish hillwalker clothed for the local climate. It’s the hat that gets them talking, and laughing – and clearly Brodie missed previous showcases.

    I have no comment on the similarity between the two aforementioned portraits until I know who the learned gentleman in Edinburgh purple is.

  • When Christ-like living gets the world’s attention, witness happens.

    Saturday morning spent reading the paper at Moyna Jayne’s while having breakfast. What a civilised way to start a weekend. Then for various reasons we found ourselves in one of our old stamping grounds – Whiteinch.

    Anita_manning8687_2 What used to be Whiteinch Baptist Church is now, of all things, an antiques auction room called Great Western Auctions, run by Anita Manning, auctioneer, of BBC Flog It! fame (pictured). So went in to have look cos there was a sale on. And there standing at the back, with TV cameras and all the other paraphernalia were the team from Flog It! Now I know of church buildings that have been converted into night clubs (at least two in Aberdeen), a garage repair shop, a furniture warehouse, restaurans, or flats, or even a small church converted into a family home. But an antique auction room? What does that say about the life expectancy of traditional expressions of church now considered antique?

    When I went to Partick Baptist Church in 1976, the Whiteinch church had just closed and most of the membership joined the fellowship at Partick. Some of them were memorable characters, people of a generation now gone. As Whiteinch Baptist Church closed, these good folk, many of them getting on in years, were some of the first to feel the finality of sociological changes brought about by urban re-developments, secular affluence, changing social habits, and that crisis of confidence that has since seeped deeply into the mindset of Christians used to privileged respect from the wider society, and not used to being marginalised by more powerful and persuasive voices representing a quite different kind of gospel.

    The presence of a TV crew in a former Baptist Church building, recording an episode of daytime TV devoted to discovering we can get money by selling pieces of our family or personal heritage, was an irony not lost on me. Somewhere along the line, that part of us that valued the past, respected our heritage, and relativised money in the scale of values, has been subverted. In a neat reversal of Jesus’ words, selling granny’s china and grandad’s medals becomes an act of secular wisdom, a pragmatic realisation of resources, which can go towards the new flat screen telly. 

    Store up for yourselves treasure on earth, for where your treasure is there will your heart be also. Don’t store up treasure in heaven – you might never see it.

    But then again. Maybe it isn’t such a bad thing to let things go that are no longer useful, or that used to be important in the life of a previous generation. If there was an edition of Flog It! that specialised in helping us to trade in on, and change into usable currency, some of our religious practices and ways of being Christian and approaches to Christian community, what would we be prepared to flog? What in our traditional ways of doing things, should be let go so that the resources they tie up can be used differently? What is now antique about the way we represent Jesus to the world? What would contemporary discipleship look like?

    Cross If we could relinquish our hold on granny’s china (or its ecclesial equivalent), I can become quite cheerful about the prospects for Christian witness. If as Jesus disciples we actually live within his teaching, act out of a character formed and transformed by habits of following Jesus that are somewhere near the values of the Sermon on the Mount, and speak and act out of a world-view that has Calvary in the background and the empty tomb in the foreground, then we might just be strange enough in our lifestyle, character and conversation to attract attention. And when Christlike living gets the world’s attention, witness happens!

  • Eucharist: The Real Presence, and the real presence

    Cathedral_1_sm_2 Years ago Ken Roxburgh and I went to a clergy retreat at Scottish Churches House in Dunblane. It seemed like a good opportunity to maintain a rich friendship while also sustaining two people working through the rigours of being Scottish Baptist ministers. The programme looked good, and the speaker was Bishop John V Taylor, writer of several award winning books including The Go-Between God, still a book so stimulating and original that it draws the reader into the same adoring wonder, about God and the world around, that seemed to captivate its writer.

    Well anyway, at the first meeting with the good Bishop, the two dozen or so clergy were told that the Bishop had decided (no communal discernment allowed – he was a Bishop!) that it would be a silent retreat. This wasn’t on the publicity, and alarmed most of us – but the Bishop, as is their wont, wasn’t into negotiation. No talking or conversation outside of set devotional times – and meals also to be taken in silence. That kind of put the dampers on Ken and I, who had come to talk, to pray, to listen and learn – but not to be silent for 48 hours! Apart from the careful handwritten notes, written in a John Menzies A5 spiral notebook, used by Bishop Taylor to guide us, with slow spiritual deliberation, through the several retreat talks, two further less pious memories dominate.

    80270 The first was the near hysterical inner reaction I had to sitting at breakfast table, surrounded by another 7 hungry clergy, in a room devoid of human chatter, listening in the imposed semi-silence to the sound of muesli being chomped, coffee being slurped and toast being munched – and being reminded of feeding time in the byre when I was a boy on the farms! The second was the wonderful game of football Ken and I watched at the Dunblane Hydro in order to have at least one evening’s conversation between friends who had gone to some trouble and expense to spend some time together. Anyway we is Baptists – and it’s a point of principle to uphold the freedom of the individual conscience in matters spiritual

    315aegfzzcl__aa240_ I was thinking about John V Taylor again recently. His book The Primal Vision written 40 years ago was an early foretaste of what has become a major theological discipline in its own right – missiology. Here is J V Taylor’s take on what gives the Eucharist both its missiological and its witnessing function within the church, written by a man whose missionary vocation made him one of Africa’s most sympathetic interpreters:

    "So many of our Eucharists fall short of the glory of God because while purporting to concentrate on the Real Presence of Christ, they seem to be oblivious to the real presence of people, either in the worshipping family or the world around. To present oneself to God means to expose oneself, in an intense and vulnerable awareness, not only to him but to all that is."

    The real presence of other people at the eucharist, and a Christlike intense and vulnerable awareness of God, and all that is – including these my sisters and brothers, around this table, and beyond, to those sharing with me the space and resources of this God-loved world. A properly eucharistic theology inevitably means we present ourselves to God, in response to divine love, and for the sake of the world.