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  • Triptych: three panels of an interesting day

    Saturday, sunny, warm, summery, and Sheila and I off for the weekend. Went in to pay petrol. Cashier type attendant chewing gum as if she had a grudge against it. Offered sympathetic comment, ‘You’d probably rather be elsewhere on a day like this’. Without breaking the rhythm of her jaw exercises, ( I assume her commitment to intense training for mastication for the nation), but making fierce eye contact, she managed to growl, ‘Aye. Ah widnae mind like. But ma’ pals are doon at the beer garden – thanks for phonin’, eh?’ Decided the best response to this was a sympathetic but wordless smile, took my Switch Card and discreetly tip-toed back to the car.

    12547 Saturday in Pitlochry. Walked past the Chocolate Cafe. Menu board said  Chocolate Cafe: Soup of the Day

    Left me wondering….what would chocolate soup be like? Don’t mock the idea – the shop has two chocolate fountains – a white one and a milk chocolate one. And there are two ladles beside them!! I’m still fantasising about White Chocolate soup of the day……..yummmmmm.

    Queens Evening drive out to Queen’s View on a country road. Red car approaching from the rear fast. Head, shoulders then torso appear through the sun roof (not the driver, one of the passengers. Follows us to Queen’s view and stops at the car park and out get four pleasant, high spirited, young Asian men. Charming, laughing, told me no need to buy the parking ticket cos it was after 6. They, and we, enjoyed the sunset, the view, the sense of quiet and beauty with my favourite Scottish mountain in the background, Scheihallion. And yes I did think about the mess in Iraq and the culture of suspicion; and no I don’t know the backgrounds of these young men; but yes, I do intend to resist the media generated trustlessness towards people who ‘are not us’. I was glad, and gratified to meet them – and have them talk with us.

    A triptych of impressions from a memorable day – food for thought, and prayer. A young worker who on a sunny day wants to be in the beer garden; four young tourists out for fun; oh, and the chocolate which I didn’t have but wish I had…..lead us not into temptation…..

  • Holiness and Ecclesiology in the New Testament

    9780802845603_m Not often that the publisher’s blurb is worth quoting as a good working theological definition. How about this from the blurb on a new book on holiness and ecclesiology? As a definition of what the church is for, and Who it is for, it is as succinctly to the point as any other I know.

    ‘…..to stimulate churches to imagine anew what it might mean to be a publicly identifiable people who embody God’s very character in their particular social setting.’

    The book is announced by Eerdmans in their Fall catalogue – which has far too many good books forthcoming. I feel waves of temptation which are going to have to be resisted…..mostly.

    Tomorrow I will post some further reflections on the community theologian’s role in a theological community.

  • Sparrows of the Spirit? Eh?

    41dn6hdmvyl__aa240__2 Read some more John Wesley last night. His sermons are foundational in shaping classic methodist theology and spirituality. It isn’t that Wesley’s sermons are rhetorically clever, or devotionally inspirational – they are substantial essays, replete with biblical reference, focused on experience which is to be understood by reason as well as appropriated by the heart. He is a formidable theologian of the heart.
    The modern edition of his works, published by Abingdon, running eventually to 34 volumes, is solid, dead scholarly looking, and serious fun for historians. Serious because each volume is equipped with full critical notes relating to the text; fun because some of the information just is, fun. Here’s one snippet I never asked to know, it won’t change my life, but it did make me send an email to Stuart about the creative homiletics on offer in the early Augustan period!
    A certain Mr Tavernour preached in Oxford St Mary’s and this was the opening sentence of his sermon:
    Arriving at the mount of St Mary’s in the stony stage wherein I now stand [ie the high pulpit] I have brought you some fine biskets baked in the oven of charity and carefully conserved for the chickens of the church, the sparrows of the Spirit, and the sweet swallows of salvation.
    Now if that was the opening sentence – the rest of the sermon must have been like serving a sentence. Anyway, when you go to church tomorrow I hope you chickens, sparrows and swallows get some fine biskets baked in the oven of charity.
    If not, come home, go online, and get a Wesleyan wholemeal sandwich with organic filling – try one from this online list. Acts 4.31 is on Scriptural Christianity. But don’t expect to eat without chewing………..
  • Community Theologians in the Community of Christ

    Jason wrote in a helpful comment

    Jim. I think the answer must include the kinds of words you note, but must extend further less the theological conversation and attendant ‘discoveries’ or, better yet ‘revelations’ become reduced to no more than a life-sapping circularity in which the belief and practises of the particular community are only ever affirmed and never really challenged – leaving that local body unreformable and closed off to the prophetic and corrective word of Scripture and unaccountable to the wider body whose tradition and future it shares. Great challenges though, and worthy of life-long pursuit for any community of faith.

    I’ve taken a few days to respond to Jason’s comment because I think what he is saying is an important caution against the wrong kind of theological community reflection, growing out of the exaggerated sense of a community’s own importance. I mean such community sins as spiritual introspection, intellectual self-indulgence, theological myopia, intentional ignorance of wider traditions, relational exclusion of those who differ, all of these and other communal expressions of that inward curving, self concerned overconfidence in our own insights that William Temple called ‘our original sin’.

    Eagle_nebulae Of course these dangerous distorions are the potential dark side of any community that makes ‘community’ ‘our community’, and ‘our community’ more important than that which calls us together, Christ, by the Spirit, in the name of the Father. When I talk of the reciprocal relationship of community theologian and community of theologians, I am thinking of Paul’s stupendous prayer ( in Ephesians 3.14-21), which is ontologically definitive for Christian community, and theologically definitive for that community’s way of doing theology together. The sheer scale and scope of Paul’s thought annihilates any pretensions that Christian community can ever be other than graced into being, called to God’s purpose, nourished and sustained by God’s love, part of a purpose eternal yet to be lived here and now, limited by human finitude yet touched by holiness infinite in both demand and gift. ( The image is of the Eagle Nebulae – my favourite Hubble photo – vast as it is, incomparably superceded by the breadth, length, height and depth of the love of Christ).

    Ephesians 3.14-21 is one of those prayerful aspirations that act as a doxological corrective to self-fascination, but also acts positively by exulting in the incalculable possibilities of discovering together the transforming presence of Christ, inwardly and outwardly. The anchorage isn’t ‘the community’ but its rootedness and groundedness in the love that calls it into existence and sustains it. And what we seek to comprehend together is the impossible possibility of knowing the love of Christ that passes knowledge, though we will be lifelong learners determined to go on trying. And while a community can degenerate into a self-preserving, self-promoting, and yes self-destructive circle of self-loving, and become too full of itself, the antidote to all of this is to know the love of Christ and be filled with all the fullness of God.

    And yes I know. That is ‘all very well in theory’. But for me an insistence on practice and pragmatism can never take priority over ontological truths which define what we practice, and how and why, with reference to the One of whom all our theology seeks to speak – humbly, but not without confidence. Practical theology is the practice of what we believe – and what we believe is truly discovered, tested and adjusted by practice – but Paul is right. Christ dwelling in our hearts through faith is bedrock truth, and practical theology is Christology understood as transformative living truth embodied in discipleship, expressed in community in the Body of Christ, and exalted in doxology.

    So I suppose what I am arguing is that the community theologian is one who accompanies, facilitates, shares the mystery, encourages the seeking – but in a community centred not on itself but on Christ; founded not on its own values but rooted and grounded in redeeming, reconciling, mystifying and transformative Love. Paul has little time for the singular ‘you’ – and in this prayer he uses the inclusive you plural – this is indeed a community of theologians – true theologians are those who pray, and those who pray are true theologians. I’m still thinking about all this…….

  • John Wesley on domestic (dis)harmony

    Doing a lot of digging around the history of Evangelicalism in preparation for a revised edition of my book on Evangelical Spirituality. Came across a paragraph in one of John Wesley’s sermons that made me blink, think, and again reflect on the rich flawedness, spiritual complexity and surprising commonsense of the founder of Methodism.

    Scan_4 One of my treasured possessions is a Victorian cockle plate with John Wesley’s portrait on it – he looks as if butter wouldn’t dare melt in his mouth! The passage was about domestic violence – in 18th Century, urban and working class culture, this apologist for Christian perfection, this strategic organiser of new forms of community, uncompromisingly tackled the issue of violence against women. No he doesn’t use the obvious answer – it’s just wrong, unacceptable, and he doesn’t use the blunt ‘no man has the right’. But in an age when often such violence wasn’t even a moral issue, he underpins his rejection of domestic violence against women by rooting it in principles derived from a practical and prudent spirituality from which God’s love imperative can’t be diluted by social conventions.

    But you cannot dismiss you wife, unless for the cause of fornication, that is adultery. What can then be done, if she is habituated to any other open sin? I cannot find in the Bible that a husband has authority to strike his wife on any account, even suppose she struck him first, unless his life were in imminent danger. I never have known one instance yet of a wife that was mended thereby. I have heard, indeed, of some such instances; but as I did not see them, I do not believe them. It seems to me, all that can be done in this case is to be done partly by example, partly by argument of persuasion, each applied in such a manner as is dictated by Christian prudence. If evil can ever be overcome, it must be overcome by good. It cannot by overcome by evil: We cannot beat the devil with his own weapons. Therefore, if this evil cannot be overcome by good, we are called to suffer it. We are then called to say, "This is the cross which God hath chosen for me. He surely permits it for wise ends; ‘let him do what seemeth him good.’ Whenever he sees it to be best, he will remove this cup from me." Meanwhile continue in earnest prayer, knowing that with God no word is impossible; and that he will either in due time take the temptation away, or make it a blessing to your soul.

    From Wesley’s Sermon ‘On Family Religion’

    I wonder how many other Eevangelical leaders were as outspoken, defensive and socially specific in the application of Christian ethics. Anyway, for me it was a welcome glimpse of Wesley’s conviction that the whole of life is to be brought under the scrutiny of the ethic of love.

  • Trinitarian Haiku

    Trinity This week follows Trinity Sunday – I’m still reading slowly through T F Torrance’s Christian Doctrine of God. One Being Three Persons. Just negotiated my way through one of those chunks of hard to grasp theological granite for which Torrance is renowned – all about different epistemic levels ‘n a’ that stuff.

    Anyway the following were written for the class last Semester when I was teaching a course on Rediscovering the Triune God. They are an exercise in theology pared down to the essentials of language, within the discipline of form and playfulness.

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    Trinitarian Haiku

    Holy Trinity!

    Grace-filled life in fellowship,

    Love in triplicate!

    Living Creator,

    Creative adventurer,

    Father of mercies.

    Reconciling Son,

    Redeeming Ambassador,

    Love as surrender.

    Comforting Spirit,

    Articulate Paraclete,

    Truthful Advocate.

    Perichoresis!

    Cappadocian genius!

    Love co-inhering!

  • Three German Beers and John Macquarrie

    John385_172523a_2  Working through John Macquarrie’s God and Secularity in my last year at College in 1976 I came across his good natured jibe at John Robinson’s book Honest to God. ‘He’s taken three good German beers – [Bultmann, Bonhoeffer and Tillich] and produced a lot of froth’. Macquarrie’s death last week removed a significant, personally accessible theologian from our midst – and one from whom I’ve learned a great deal. He was born in Renfrew five miles from our house – and went to school less than a mile along the road from here, Paisley Grammar School.

    The following comments are only my opinion, I’ve no interest at this stage in being critical, only appreciative. I’m simply reflecting my experience of learning amongst many things from this exiled Scottish theologian, the importance of bringing Christian faith into conversation with modern ways of thinking and living. His Twentieth Century Religious Thought remains a readable vade mecum of modern theology which I still browse – I took it on holiday with me in 1978! Jesus Christ in Modern Thought is one of the more substantial constructive Christologies I’ve read, combining critical systematic thought about Jesus with interest in contemporary appropriation of the core of Christian faith. I still remember reading through it during Lent. Principles of Christian Theology was the modern theology textbook of the 70’s and 80’s, and I still have the hardback revised edition. His Paths in Spirituality, with its treatment of ‘passionate thinking’ has long been an important reference point in my own spirituality, in which passionate intellect and reflective heart are necessary tensions. And God and Secularity is still one of the few books of pure theology I read as an undergraduate that I actually enjoyed – three beers, much froth! Indeed John!!

    So another great Christian thinker goes where, perhaps, some of his most searching persistent questions will be answered – but since heaven is not supposed to be boring, may he find much more to enquire about there, and discover that demythologising has become a redundant hermeneutical principle, and existentialism is eclipsed by authentic existence! May he rest in peace.

  • Father Raymond Brown and John, the community theologian

    51mhkqniwdl__aa240_ I still remember the first time I picked up the first volume of Raymond Brown’s Commentary on John. It was fat, chunky, untrimmed edges as the early Anchor Bible volumes had, hefty to hold, and crammed with textual, theological and historical information about ( in my view) the greatest book in the New Testament. I was finishing at College, had slowly worked through the equally demanding volume of C K Barrett, and was overcome with the kind of desire only those who love books might not mock! I paid £6 for it – and later went back to buy the second volume after getting permission from Sheila – well £12 was a LOT of money in 1976, and we still had some furniture to buy! Those volumes opened up a broad and exciting world of New Testament scholarship for me. They remain favourite companions on the road towards understanding Jesus more fully, carefully, faithfully.

    Raymond Brown pioneered study of what he called the Johannine community, and in his later even bigger volume on John’s Epistles explored the inner mind of John the community theologian, who argued passionately for the integrity of the theological community to which he wrote. Which brings me back to the community theologian. John’s vision of Christ as the one who reveals God as Spirit, Light and Love, is crystal clear, and deeply antagonistic to the kind of distortions that arise when a community wants Christ without a corresponding life of integrity – walking in the Spirit, living in the Light and being made perfect in Love. As a community theologian he acted as a corrective voice, recalling to the original vision of Christ and what it means to live for Jesus in a culture at best complacent of his demands, at worst hostile to those communities of his followers who seek to walk in the Light, live by the Spirit and perform faithfully the script – ‘if God so loved us we ought also to love one another.’

    Raymond Brown, through his books is one of the community theologians I consult often and gratefully. Not least because he expounds with great learning and care, the Gospel and Letters of John, the community theologian. And he does so, enabling people like us to learn, and then to share with the theological community to which we belong insights that come as corrective voice, clarifying vision, and supportive faith. So through conversation, preaching, prayer and living that is faithful to Christ, and kept faithful by interpreting the script of the one who reveals God as Spirit, as Light and as Love, together we become a community of theologians.

    Still thinking about this………….

  • Community theologians and theological community

    Talking recently with a group of folk about ministry, community and how theology is an important element in a community’s identity. I don’t mean the hard edged, brand name, logo-protected kinds of theology like Reformed, Evangelical, Liberation, Charismatic-Pentecostal, Feminist and Womanist. I mean the theology that is this community’s own self-articulation of what God in Christ, by the Spirit, is doing amongst them, and what they are now doing and planning together in response to what God is already doing. I’m thinking of how a community has come to think of God, of themeselves, of their reason for being who they are, where they are, together, and what that means for their coninuing life and health as a community of Christ.

    Rublev_trinity We began to wonder about each community having community theologians, perhaps each Christian community coming to see itself as a community of theologians. I posted earlier about every believer a theologian – I passionately believe that. So what I’m thinking about is not THE person in the community who does theology, reflects theologically, gives the theological lead; not THE person who is the professionally trained, academically best resourced, and whose theological education exudes an unearned authority. Forget that – theological reflection and conversation is at its best when it is an open shared conversation by a group of people who worship together, read and think about the Bible together, experience God and take that experience seriously – (and the togetherness is part of the experience) – try to serve God and love each other according to the Gospel, and have their own theological take on what God is about.

    0038040908152351_tn But most times someone needs to encourage such conversation; and yes someone needs to resource it with teaching, to accompany it in friendship and listening love. Such a community theologian is one whose gift is to interpret the community’s experience of God, of each other and of what is happening to them, in a way that enables each of us to see and trust God not only with MY life, but equally with our life together; and then to interpret that experience in the light of the Bible, the Gospel story, the call of the Prophets. And it will be a symbiotic relationship of each enriching the other, interpreting together the shared experience of people committed to each other in the risks of love, acknowledging that the theology of a community is not shaped, or directed, or conformed, to any one mind or style. The community theologian is the enabler of spiritual reflection, modelling but never monopolising theological thinking, praying with the heart and mind while in conversation with sisters and brothers, and together interpreting the life of the Spirit, the grace of the Son and the love of the Father as revealed in Scripture and experienced and enacted amongst us.

    In any such community there will always be prophets who see clearly and speak bluntly, sages who think wisely and speak hesitantly, pragmatists who think strategically and speak practically, initiators enthused by the new and conservators who value the way it is. Community theologians are in that sense the ones who take on all of this and more, and encourage theological conversation about who we are, why we are, what is God saying through the life we are living; how do we align ourselves with the movement of the Spirit in the culture and world around us; what is happening in this church, in this city, in the church in other places, that tells us what the Spirit is up to, and what is expected of us if we are to go on living faithfully to God’s call?

    Obedience is about listening and responding – the first presupposes the second. Who are the listeners amongst us, the ones who see trends, discern movement, imagine possibilities, and voice these not as an agenda to impose or pursue, but as a way of inviting further trustful conversation into a shared future?03footwash_s  A community of theologians, reflecting on God in Christ active in the Spirit, builds in a set of constraining and enabling criteria that test the blunt words of the prophet, respect the hesitant caution of the sage, stay alert to the persuasive strategies of the pragmatist, and are neither pushed around by the impatience of the initiators nor demotivated by the cautions of the conservators. Because what makes community theologians so important for us is the shared recognition that we are a community of God – and the two things we should know something about is God (Theology!) and each other (Community!). Anyway, that’s the thinking so far……….hmmmm.

  • ’till by turning, turning , we turn round right

    6716f0d911433174fdb67bd3d9ce173f This is a Shaker community house – symmetrical, precisely crafted, ingeniously practical from the kitchen utensils to the foldaway beds. I mentioned the other day these remarkable people called The Shakers. Below is probably their most famous community song. You can find out more about them easily on the web.

    My interest isn’t in telling their history, but in trying to make sure such a radical community-oriented Christian sect isn’t simply forgotten. They are categorised by sociologists as a utopian sect – maybe they were, but sociologists also need to learn the word eschatological – because they were forward looking in hope of the return of Christ, and for them utopia would be the community gathered to God. Their worship drew its energy, originality and movement from that hope – gathering to God. They still have important things to teach us – about simplicity, about community, about delight in practical things made into spiritual occasions, about choreographed worship (liturgical dance long before it became recently fashionable), and about going against the stream as an act, indeed a lifestyle, of witness, obedience and communal otherness.

    1f8b8b3211433174fd2f16818f4fbf3d When we were in New England for a holiday some years ago we went to the Shaker Revels. Every summer local people re-enact the life and times of the local Shaker community. Up on Mount Pleasant, which was reached by taking us in an open, horse-drawn hay-cart, in period costume a full cast act, sing and tell the story. The preacher was magnetic, electrifying and utterly convincing as he roared and pleaded and warned about judgement; the haymakers had their scythes and rakes in rhythm to the work song; families enacted the simple communal life, and the whole evening ended down on the meadow where a fire was lit. Then the cast walked round it singing, while each took a branch, or some hay, or some other fuel, and added it to the fire. Then we were invited to come and joine hands with them, bring our fuel, and share the making and the warming of the fire – and all to the music of the song Simple Gifts.

    This was community performed before our eyes; this was symbol, fire and fuel, warmth and togetherness, heat radiating at the cost of being consumed, each with their gift of fuel for the fire and hands to hold. Whatever else church is – it is this. Only a couple of other times I can think of, was my heart so thrilled with the possibility of human closeness, to each other, to the hill, the stars, the fire – such an elemental, can I say sacramental, and simple gift – and that hand held dance around the fire, so that evnetually, we turn, and turn, and turn round right – how’s that for enacting repentance, turning round – and conversion. A beautiful event, commemorating a beautiful people….and here’s their beautiful theme song:

    ‘Tis the gift to be simple,
    ’tis the gift to be free,
    ’tis the gift to come down where you ought to be,
    And when we find ourselves in the place just right,
    It will be in the valley of love and delight.

    Refrain:

    When true simplicity is gained,
    To bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed.
    To turn, turn will be our delight,
    ‘Til by turning, turning we come round right

    ‘Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return,
    ‘Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn,
    And when we expect of others what we try to live each day,
    Then we’ll all live together and we’ll all learn to say,

    Refrain:

    ‘Tis the gift to have friends and a true friend to be,
    ‘Tis the gift to think of others not to only think of "me",
    And when we hear what others really think and really feel,
    Then we’ll all live together with a love that is real.

    Refrain: