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Rohr Shock

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I have met a number of colleagues who found the writings of the Catholic priest/writer on spirituality Richard Rohr illuminating. I figured I had better find out what it was all about, so on my study day recently I read his book, Everything Belongs. It is surely unfair to draw global conclusions based on a single work a decade and a half ago, but just the same, some important questions do present themselves. Its pertinence extends beyond the question of what one makes of Rohr alone.

The title itself could be related to many things: a Zen consciousness of all of reality, a more pantheistic version thereof, or perhaps a Jungian sense that good and ill, light and dark, are a single whole. I suspect that all those influences are in our author. But let’s tie it, in a more charitable and specifically Christian way, to the affirmation in Colossians 1 that all things cohere in Christ. Rohr would surely affirm such a verse, but it is important to note how he would understand it. Christ is, throughout the world, the enlightener, the teacher, the revealer -- we would come to a consciousness in ourselves of a comprehensive coherence, one in which interests of ego and competition are left behind, and the image, example, and teaching of Jesus would be the means of our seeing it. Of course Jesus does reveal, and we should transcend our own ego. But the account of our faith that results is a truncated one. The following four questions get at how.

What is the scope of this great coherence? The answer is our own consciousness, which must find true emptiness, break through, own its body non-dualistically, etc. Rohr is not offering an account ultimately of history or the world, nor is there a role of Jesus other than the one I mentioned above.

Who is the agent at work here? Well, us, insofar as we cleanse our minds, let go of what we cling to, accept reality as it is, etc. God is a great affirmation toward which such a contemplative mind can move. But He doesn’t do much in Rohr’s account.

What exactly stops us from this? Our own deceptions and illusions. There is little sense of evil or of the distorted and sinful will over which we are powerless. In this sense one can see why it appeals to us Americans, who are after all optimists.

And what then of religion? It is, positively, the beginner’s stage, and a source of accountability. But each has its own language, no better or worse than the next, to describe this universal experience of the awakened consciousness. In this sense it is hard to see how the presence of the doctrine of the crucified and risen Christ in one makes a decisive difference. And it is hard to see how the specific narratives and doctrines of each matter. This is not good news to our religious neighbors.

Of course Christianity does mean that, spiritually, our consciousness is transformed. But this is always a consequence of something more basic -- the claim about who Jesus Christ is. In Him, not us, all things cohere -- Colossians 1 is a great Christological hymn and exclamation. Going back to the beginning, compelling forms of spirituality, which were almost orthodox, tried to speak to our personal and individual lives much as Rohr does. The great example in early Christianity was Gnosticism, which means in Greek ‘knowledge’ or ‘enlightenment.’ But the pieces they left out was no addendum, it was the treasure you find in a field, for which you pay all that you have.

 

Peace,

 

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La Technique

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What did I do on my summer vacation, you ask?  Canoe on a still Canadian lake in the early morning...stop in at la panaderia cerca la escuela at noon...worry over a thousand pieces to an IKEA desk on the floor into the night in my son's college room...all excellent, thank you.

Other parts not so much, and these too are typical of our postmodern life.  Our air conditioner went loco (in Dallas! Yikes ).  Repeated efforts to get help landed us in the company's 'escalation specialist' department, which I naively thought meant escalated expertise. Then I noticed the psychological degrees of the staff on the website ... What was 'escalated' was me and my frustration, and mollifying me, and not my compressor, their aim. My credit card was hacked and daily scanning for fraud ensued. My airline overbooked my flight but reassured me that 'standby' would be no issue. Those pieces on the floor missed two bolts, so back to customer service, and could I recall which bolts they were? As if to mark the exclamation point the summer's latest installment of Bourne fights the last enemy, who is not Isis or Putin but Big Data. And none of these occurrences seem remarkable or ill- starred- they seem quotidian, and you could add your own entries. We are indeed in the grip of what the French anti- modernist theologian Jacques Ellul called 'La Technique,' system and machine spreading their control over more and more of our life.

This next generation are an interesting lot, which is one reason contemporary evangelism is big fun. My son works in the summer running a camp program for people with Autism and Downs. One might say that is noble of him, but that isn't what he says. He would say that they teach him, reawaken us, to the human. It is a great gift, one blessedly at odds with our age. In this regard he has been reading Jean Vanier of L'Arche on the disabled, insight into all our weaknesses and limits, and their close connection to our humanity. This lesson is related in turn to our being 'in the image of God' the Son, and its teaching is a diaconal ministry. Technique can help, but in limited doses, like medicinal strychnine.

Parishes are flawed, disabled, mortal, throwback, ametric, human places. This is part of their 'spirituality.' For they are places we can come and sit, cheek by jowl with our fellow creatures of mud and breath, and listen to the reading of human words about divine grace and eternity.

Peace

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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