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The Comeback Kid

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‘Dustbin of history’ is how the destiny of the doctrine of the Trinity was characterized, by the notorious Bishop James Pike, two generations ago. It seemed an anachronism, a mystification, just what modern theology could do without. How remarkably wrong he was! Ten years ago, it seemed that every dissertation or grant proposal needed the word ‘trinitarian’ to be plausible. While the Church was riven by conflict over moral teaching, on this much at least (and it is not small matter!) everyone was agreed.

Why did this happen? I like to think it was because of the beauty and profundity of the Trinitarian truth. But it also had historical reasons. Perhaps after the Second World War the witness of the church began to move to the edges of society. Perhaps the post-modern mind is more open to realizing that there are in the world ‘stranger things than are dreamed of in your (modern) philosophy…’ Surely the work of the great systematic theologians of the post-war era, figures such as Karl Rahner on the Catholic side and Karl Barth among the Protestants. They saw that thinking through seriously the Lordship of Jesus Christ takes you along a path parallel to that of the early Church and on to the triune nature of God.

That same Karl Barth loved his pipe. A Baptist student once challenged him to quit tobacco: ‘drown the old Adam, doctor!’ he said. Barth replied, ‘I have drowned him, but the fellow can swim!” Modernity is like that- it makes a comeback of its own. By this I mean that even the doctrine of the Trinity can become an occasion for contention in theology in the modern or post-modern era. For some the idea of the ‘social Trinity’ became a way to say that the divine is inherently communal, the ground of ‘I am because we are.’ For others the doctrine became a way to say that God is thoroughly implicated in human history. Both are true enough, but also susceptible to misunderstanding. God isn’t a metaphor for a quality of ours, and He isn’t working out His being in time. In fact, you might say that the heart of the Trinitarian witness is the very opposite of these errors!

Perhaps the best way to explain the matter, however, is itself historical. David Yeago, a Lutheran scholar now at Trinity, Ambridge, put it most simply. After the resurrection, the disciples worshipped Jesus as Kurios, as Lord. They anticipated the full revelation of His status and reign on His return, on the Day of the Kingdom. But Lordship is in (what we call) the Old Testament reserved for God of Israel, who is one. But this made sense to the disciples: worshipping Jesus His chosen was none other than worshipping the One at whose right hand He sits. He fulfills God’s plan, He and his Abba, are one, He is (in Mark) the ‘finger of God’ touching and forgiving His people. This all creates a trajectory. Emmaus begins a road that leads to Nicaea, not by some imposition of power, but by the inherent logic of the matter, the working out of the cry, Maranatha, ‘come, Lord Jesus.’

Peace

+GRS

Well, That Didn't Take Long

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Sometimes people who oppose assisted suicide argue that the safeguards will fall away, and the conditional clauses get lost, and the financial pressures will grow, and the most vulnerable will be lumped in, consent or not, with the terminal who wish to die. Sometimes the speed with which ‘maybe’ becomes fact is breathtaking. Sometimes being right is no joy at all…

According to the National Post of Canada, in its consideration of the assisted suicide debate, Belgium now has gone further and approved the termination of life for doctors, not just in cases of oppressive pain with death in sight, but also ‘autism, anorexia, borderline personality disorder, chronic-fatigue syndrome, partial paralysis, blindness coupled with deafness, and manic depression.” (Atlantic article by Rachel Aviv, as quoted by Andrew Coyne, April 18, 2016). In other words, why should the unhappy need still be here? What justification is there for that?  

I come from the academic world, where everything is to be debated, most things have two sides, opinions should be left open. But here the mask is off. The nihilism and brutality are clear. What is at stake in terms of the vision of the human person is clear. Only the fit are fully worthy to live. The word ‘eugenics’ is appropriate to use. Suffering is the enemy and those who experience it have the responsibility to have themselves removed.

I am not saying that there are not difficult dilemmas. I am not saying that there is not a grey area in which proper relief of pain may also shorten life. But Western societies are going way, way beyond these zones. And where they are headed can, in light of such evidence, cannot but have an implication for the nature of the lives all of us lead.

Are we there yet in the United States? No, but we had better get ready to set our face against this now. The brisk momentum of acceptance, of presumption of appropriateness, for decisions that are nowhere near appropriate, is a lesson in the doctrine of sin. As Coyne points out, quickly, the issue tells us how we are to see, not just death, but life. It epitomizes a worship of vitalism, of the healthy and strong who merit survival. It lays bare, as I say, the paganism of Western culture. And so this is an issue on which Christians should not be impartial or quiet.

Stanley Hauerwas has said that a society is gauged by its treatment of the most vulnerable, the child, the handicapped, the sick. Is this not the imperative of our Lord in Matthew 25? By this standard, the momentum of assisted suicide deserves a reaction of horror. Such a reaction is to be treasured and preserved, for it is on bulwark against a new and horrid like of society at large.

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Complete the Race (II Timothy 4:17)

At the end of our vacation we find ourselves in Chicago for its Marathon weekend (the fastest, I have read this morning, perhaps because it is cool and relatively level). Marathons offer many good things. You can see world-class athletes from places like Ethiopia and Kenya. There is a feel of fiesta with signs by family members, getups by some for-fun runners, and food for sale.

But as I looked out my hotel window at 7:30 a.m., I watched the race of competitors who have lost legs or their use. Wheeling vehicles by arm for 26 miles means serious fitness and determination.

Those competitors were to me, this morning, a symbol of the Church too. For each is wounded. The larger family cheers them on. Each by grace has risen up to run the race. Ahead is the goal, the prize, the welcome home. We find the companionship of Jesus the Lord, there, and along the route too.

Amen.

GRS