Meathead Christianity

September 27, 2010

I’ve discovered a recent fad in certain Christian circles; a particular sub-culture, namely Meathead Christians.  You may have noticed these oafs lounging in front of a TV, sipping a Mountain Dew, wearing the jersey of their favorite player (known to run as high as $80 these jerseys) and baggy Old Navy carpenter pants.  You can usually count on them being in at least three fantasy football leagues and they can quote statistics faster than the 23rd Psalm.  All of this is relatively harmless in itself I suppose, but the problem as I see it is that this sub-culture, Meathead Christianity, is seeping into many of our churches.  It is visible in certain institutions that have “small groups” where not only might there be a Bible study but also a fantasy football league, and some churches even time their services in such a way as to make sure that people will be able to make it home in time for the game.  Sadly, I’ve even seen pastors themselves preaching their morning sermon in jeans…carpenter jeans.

In all this, where is the Gospel?  I fear that Meathead Christianity is becoming indistinguishable from how we present the Gospel in our churches.  I mean, I know that there is no culture free zone, and that we’re always situated, but as a young, restless and Reformed Christian trying to maintain street cred with the likes of D.A. Carson I feel that the time has come for me to spend thousands of dollars creating an elaborate website tracing the obscure history and rise of Meathead Christianity.  This website will have at least three pages dedicated to the various types of Meathead Christians, and by this I mean dividing them up into categories of “stupid,” more stupid,” and “rich.”  Several months after I debut this site it will be announced that I have a huge book deal with Zondervan to write a book dedicated to my ever increasing fear that the Gospel is being compromised by Meathead Christians.

I also have an interview with a known MC that I hope will elucidate this problem:

Me – Greetings, Hunter.

Meathead – yeah, uhhhh, hi.

Me – So Meathead…

MH – Hunter

Me – right.  As I was saying Hunter, when did you start identifying as a Meathead?

MH – Wait, what?  I’m not a Meathead.

Me – Ah yes, denying that one is a Meathead is a classic sign that one is in fact, undeniably a Meathead.  So Hunter, what are some of your favorite bands?

MH – Well I like Casting Crowns…

Me – hhhmmm…

MH – and Creed…

Me – AAAaaahhhh….

MH – and sometimes I admit I even listen to Nickelback.

Me – HAH!  Meathead.  Tell me Meathead…

MH – Hunter!

Me – Hunter…tell me Hunter, are those baggy carpenter jeans?

MH – huh?

Me – and are those in fact Nike Courtair Ballistech 2.2 tennis shoes?

MH – yep, got ‘em at Footlocker

Me – *psha* predictable.  Do you like Brett Favre?

MH – I’d really like to know where this is going.

And it continued very much the same way.  Plainly, on account of his shoes, his pants, where he shops, what music he listens to, what football players he likes, it should no longer need explaining that Meathead Christianity is…in fact…simply trying to be cool among fantasy sports players and high school jocks.

What we need to do is make sure that we’re preaching just the Gospel and not worry about trying to be “cool,” or with the “in” or “jock” crowd.  This is all a huge distraction from the real task at hand, bitching about “emergents” and promoting the Gospel as properly proclaimed by Wayne Grudem, D.A. Carson, John Piper, Mark Driscoll, Kevin DeYoung and Al Mohler.

Tony SigThe idea that “loyalty to Christ” will entail a hard life, a life of the Cross indeed, and that such a life may make demands of us that even at times it will require the breaking of fellowship with other Christians for the sake of such “loyalty,” has been a subject of meditation for me for a while.  Scripture obviously at certain points indicate that “excommunication” sometimes is necessary, and this has been reinforced by many of the thinkers who have shaped my as-yet-young theological temperance.  A friend has recently had an extended (and excellent) blog series on just this point.  By some models though, “truth” – of the Gospel or of doctrine - is often set over against “unity,” which is sometimes even scorned as a concession to “man-made” structures and identities.  This comes up constantly in Anglican circles from both sides, the one is accused of favoring “unity” over “justice” or “truth” and vise versa.  Indeed “unity” almost always comes in short for these types of conversations.  This is the plague of Protestant sectarianism – if you can’t see the truth as it “plainly” is set forth in Scripture, then I’m starting a new sect.  ”Unity” here is always thrown into the eschatological future and has nothing whatsoever to do with the empirical Church.

Ephraim Radner calls this kind of thinking into stark question in all of his writings but concisely in his Hope Among the Fragments, specifically here his chapter “The Figure of Truth and Unity.”  Radner recalls us to the perfect coincidence of Truth and Unity with respect to Jesus Christ, a truth brought out strongly in the Gospel of St. John, not least chapters 14-17.  Radner challenges the dichotomy:

“If…unity and truth were  viewed in parallel with pneumatic fruit (Gal. 5:16-26), their coordination would be of a profoundly different kind than if they were viewed as variously attained aspects of obedience.  We do not tend to place kindness and self-control over and against each other…In walking by the Spirit, a Christian may fail to exhibit one spiritual fruit or another, such failures pertain to that life as a whole, to the character and shape of its discrete pneumatic history, and not to separable histories of particular virtues, as if one could say, “Until now, I have worked on love; only when this is achieved can I turn to joy.” (113-114)

Instead Radner points us to the traditional figural interpretation of the Song of Songs as an elucidation of the relationship of the Church to its Lord, a history that cannot be anything other than a complex and layered story.

“If this response [of the Church and its Lord] represents some kind of narrative progress, all that takes place in between – desire, opposition, sorrow, renewal – must therefore form the historical matrix within which the larger movement of union and conformity takes flesh” (119)

For Radner, this story envisions the Church as “a single character, whose variegated experience in relation to its Lord and lover never undermines the singularity of that link, but only undermines its temporal difficulty” (118)

Therefore:

“As a figure of the Church in the course of its Lord-conforming history, then, the Song of Songs is a bracing challenge to any attempt at its evaluative dissection on the basis of identifiable virtues.  There is simply no room, in such a narrative, for assessing degrees of integrity and then acting distinctly upon them.  For the existence of such degrees-the church of the more or less truthful, or more or less loving, or in more or less communion within its parts, upon which distinctions we must make decisions-cannot be detached from the single movements of its history in relation to its Lord.” (119)

This then is where I have and continue to struggle with the idea of understanding discipleship and sanctification, both individually within a parish and corporately between disparate bodies, as a singular “loyalty to Christ” which must be at all times maintained, for this is what (we are told) Scripture demands.  Such a position assumes that the appropriate response to the Lords calling will be clear and readily apparent, yet in a divided Church, such clarity is hardly forthcoming.  There is a sort of rigorist or puritan striving toward holiness, a position that historically has almost always lost.

Although I remain convinced that excommunication and parish discipline is absolutely necessary, this often can only be an exercise of authority open to contestation.  Because of course I myself demonstrate both loyalty and disloyalty to Christ, more and less obedience.  Rather than wrap up with a confident position of my own, I will end with a story from the desert monastics:

“There was a brother at Scetis who had committed a fault.  So they called a meeting and invited Abba Moses.  He refused to go.  The priest sent someone to say to him, “They’re all waiting for you.” So Moses got up and set off; he took a leaky jug and filled it with water and took it with him.  The others came out to meet him and said, “What is this, father?”  The old man said to them, “My sins run out behind me and I cannot see them, yet here I am coming to sit in judgment on the mistakes of somebody else.”  When they heard this, they called off the meeting.”

james

I would like to say that it’s complicated, but maybe it’s not, my relationship with the saints.  I know that as an Episcopalian I’m allowed to do whatever I will with them.  If I were on the low church, evangelical side of things, I could write them off completely, and go to one of those parishes that don’t have a patron saint–unfortunately, Grace Episcopal just doesn’t have the pathos for me that St. Alban’s Episcopal or St. Bede’s Episcopal does.  On the other hand, if I were a bit more Anglo-Catholic than I am, I would probably be going all mari0logical on someone’s ass (forgive my French, O Theotokos).  Being more realistically in the broad church part of the spectrum (as I understand it), and being a former member of the Assemblies of God, my understanding of saints and a Christian’s proper relationship to them is probably a little fuzzier (and more self-conscious) than someone who has grown up with Church Tradition being almost second nature.

Here are some fuzzy thoughts on saints, maybe my blog friends can help me scrub them up a bit:

1) I love saints.  I love their stories, and that aspect is what I find the most spiritually efficacious. I am inspired by the lives of the saints to live my own life more wholly devoted to God.  Wearing a saint’s medal around my neck reminds of my desire to live this godly lifestyle (an easy fact to forget sometimes), and marking saint’s feast days as a part of the Church Calendar helps me to live out the Christian life more fully and incarnationally in all aspects of my day-to-day routine.

2) I understand, or think I understand, the argument for asking saints to pray for you as in Sancte Augustine, ora pro nobis (et cervisiam).  But I’m a little uneasy with the idea of bringing requests directly to saints, as some in the liturgical tradition seem to do (but do they really, or that just residual protestant propaganda floating around in my head?).

3) In a particularly Episcopalian (as opposed to RC) stance, I don’t feel that it is necessary to be canonized in order to be saint.  On the other hand, I don’t want to be too inclusive: Sancte Elvis, ora pro NO-bis. There needs to be some sort of consensus (damn, I am wishy-washy!), some sort of standard.  But all I know is that Dorothy Day and MLK are both as saintly as anyone from the Roman Missal, and deserve to be recognized as such even if their jawbones never do heal someone of the scurvy.

So, now that I’ve laid out my silliness (and blasphemy? and heresy? and idolatry?)for all to read, who’s going to tell me about their understanding of and relationship with the saints?

Tony SigWell it happened like this.  Sometimes blog contributor Reed Carlson had been attending St. Matthew’s Episcopal parish for a rather short amount of time but was quickly in an energetic relationship with our wonderful rector and her husband, from whom he had taken a class on Anglicanism at Luther Seminary.  The Episcopal Church has some money set aside for grants for those brave enough to risk campus ministry.  At the initiative of our rector, in a very very short amount of time, Reed and our friend Aaron composed a plan and vision for a campus ministry to be developed at St. Matt’s.  We just so happen to be right on the border of the St. Paul campus of the University of Minnesota and quite near a fair number of other colleges in the area.

As it turned out, the Episcopal Church was excited enough by their proposals that we received a grant to fund the ministry!  So in the matter of a few months Reed and several others organized and planned this new flowering ministry and as of a week ago we are up and running.

Via Media (who’da thunk it right?) is a gathering which takes place every Sunday evening.  Starting at six we have a free communal meal – lord knows how we college folk love free food – and at seven we move to a simple service.  One Sunday a month the service follows a Taize order, and the three others are an ever-so-slightly simplified Evensong, of which one includes a Eucharist.  We are already a part of the various campus groups at the U of M and we even have a sign painted…as well as a Facebook page, and most importantly fancy website.

Now in  our second week, we’ve already had multiple visitors.

It has been of upmost priority that this ‘ministry’ be one of the local parish and not a pseudo-para-church organization.  We’ve gotten nothing but support from them and we are very thankful for it.  The goal has been, not to portion off a specific age group – 20-30 yr olds – and ‘target’ them, but that this be a gateway into the larger multi-generational life of the parish.

Additionally it has been hoped that students will quickly become a part of the life of Via Media.  Already a visitor from the first week has played guitar the second and we are hoping to encourage this kind of thing.

Having spent time cutting my teeth on both ‘Street’ and ‘Relational’ evangelism, this has drug all sorts of questions on missiology out for me; questions I hope in time to raise here and there on the blog.

For now, pray that we will be successful in bearing witness to the Gospel.

I wonder if any have had any experience doing this sort of thing.  What were your experiences?  What would you have done differently and what did you find worked well?  Given that we have for a long time as the Episcopal Church relied on our cultural inheritance to the expense sometimes of evangelism, in what ways might we learn to become a missional church?

School Days, School Days

September 15, 2010

Well … Fall Semester has started for me.  I’m taking both Greek and Latin prose, Greek and Roman Mythology and Astronomy.  Theoretically I should spend six hours a night in homework!  Obviously that can’t happen, but I’ve found myself happily anxious to attack my school work with vigour and ever so slightly bothered that I have very very little time left over for the blog.  I have a few ideas swimming around but I’m finding myself unprepared to put an hour into a blog entry when I really ought to be finding out if that’s a freakish participle or some odd subjunctive in Lysias.

But I will have a tiny bit of time this weekend so look forward to a rather exciting post about recent developments at my parish.  For now, you have one less opinionated late twenty-something to read talk on topics he knows nothing about.

Peace,

Tony

james

In the tasty casserole that is theology there are many layers.  Some layers tend to be more important than others, but to forget any one layer always lessens the whole.  In theology, there are at least three layers: study, prayer, and action.  I think all three are vitally important for theology to really be theology.  But is one more important than the others?

The Archbishop Emeritus of Cape Town, Desmond Mpilo Tutu, while clearly a participant in the first two layers of theology as a profound thinker and educator and as a man of prayer, is perhaps best known as a theologian of action.  Beginning in the late 1970s, he non-violently fought an unrelenting war on the injustice of apartheid, preaching peace and justice ex cathedra (as bishop of Johannesburg, Lesotho and finally Archbishop of Cape Town), and preaching from the streets, amongst the protesters, risking his life on nearly a daily basis for two decades until he saw apartheid fall.  Immediately, he began working for reconciliation and forgiveness.  He chaired what is arguably the most extraordinary committee every convened by a government, The Truth and Reconciliation Commission, which is credited for preventing a race-war that would have destroyed South Africa and would have had devastating consequences for the entire continent.  That work completed he moved on to champion the causes of eradicating HIV/AIDs and poverty in Africa, as well as continuing to call all people of the world to peace, forgiveness and reconciliation.  How beautiful the feet of them who preach the Gospel of Peace.

His theological action, as well as his career as bishop was preceded by a successful academic career, but still much of his theological writing has grown out of his lifetime of theological activism.  His themes are relatively simple, forgiveness, unconditional love, justice, peace and non-violence and yet these Sunday School ideas are lent a deep profundity by the power of Desmond Tutu’s witness.  It is his right theological action that gives him authority to speak.  Furthermore, these mainly ethical concerns of his are radically rooted in the theology of  creation, anthropology, and Incarnation; all good Christian ethics is really theology, and all good theology leads to good Christian ethics.

One central and influential theological concept that Archbishop Tutu is credited with bringing to the attention of the Church is the African theological concept of Ubuntu.  As Tutu puts it, Ubuntu means that “my humanity is inextricably bound up with yours, so that we can only be humans together.”  There is a no more elegant theology of the Other than Ubuntu theology.

I fear–partly due to recent controversy–the idea of Ubuntu has been written off by some as a liberal theological fad that has no root in orthodoxy, but before one makes hasty judgements one should consult Archbishop Tutu on the subject both in books like No Future without Forgiveness and in some of his recorded interviews (ignore the ridiculous guy in the beginning), speeches, sermons (like one linked to the word “liberal” below), and lectures.

Archbishop Tutu is one of the main reasons I began to look into the Episcopal Church.  He is, I believe, one of the finest examples of a Christian anywhere in the Church universal, and certainly in the Anglican communion.  While many in the Anglican communion, especially many of his brothers in the global south, feel that he is entirely too liberal, and while many in the Episcopal church may even feel that he is a bit too traditional, and while many others think he is just plain silly, I feel that he is quintessentially Anglican.  Aren’t we too liberal for some, and too traditional for others?  Aren’t we the “laughing-stocks” of Christianity (praise be to God)?

His life and example point to one of the things that fascinates me very much about this church: how does the Anglican church–which for much of its history was an imperial church, spreading the imperial gospel of English domination–how does such a church produce remarkable men like Desmond Tutu?  How did it turn itself around like that, from being a force of oppression and injustice to being one the most stalwart and proven means of their dismantling?  The Anglican communion may not always have the recipe just right, but one must admit that those three elements of study, prayer and action are vividly present in this weird, troubled, and hopeful church.  One should also admit that in Desmond Tutu the Anglican church has an incredible witness of God’s coming reign of peace and justice.

Tony SigI remember sitting in my Textual Criticism class where we were studying the art and method of TC – and also the history of textual reception and of families of New Testament manuscripts – and getting a rush blasting the Textus Receptus, and so also the Authorized or King James Version. ‘What a horrible text,’ we thought. And indeed the TR is a terrible text if for no other reason its incredibly limited number of base manuscripts – leaving aside entirely the issue of ‘Alexandrian’ vs ‘Byzantine’ text types. Nevertheless, the AV stood the test of time and was without rival the primary English version of Holy Scripture for centuries.

Strangely, I am beginning to long for such a dominance. Not only does the AV give us a resoundingly lovely English syntax, this translation makes for easy memorization and was one of the primary things uniting the many Christian factions; it gave us a common devotional and doxological connection. It didn’t matter if you were a liberal Lutheran or a fundamentalist Baptist, you both read and could quote the ‘same’ Bible.  I still only know Psalm 23 in the old King James.

Unfortunately for us the RSV came too late. It seems that no sooner had it been created, along with the Roman Catholic imprimitur, than factional division completely took over English scripture. I know that there were always different translations out there, but again, none had the universal dominance of the AV. The RSV retained all that is best about the AV, including its beautiful syntax. We know the story though, the controversy over Isaiah and the translation of gunaikon (I think that’s right, I’m too lazy to look it up.) and the question of ‘liberalism’ etc…  The RSV gave way to the NRSV gave way to the NIV gave way to the blah blah blah.  I use the NRSV generally and it is, among contemporary translations, far and away my favorite, though I’m contemplating switching to the RSV for both reading and memorization.  Mostly I read it because its attached to my BCP and because, most significantly, it is the version most widely used by The Episcopal Church for devotional use.  It just gets a bit clunky now and again and doesn’t have the majestic beauty of the RSV and AV.

I recall just a few years back the furious competition that came of the development of the ESV and the TNIV at the same time.  Obviously the ESV won and the NIV is tanking under weird pressure.  (The TNIV was actually a pretty good translation.)  Looking at the wonderful scholars that have been working on the new Common English Bible, I thought that it had potential…but it is from it that I took the title for my post.  Any translation that would replace “and it was so” in the opening epic poetry of Genesis with “and that’s what happened” deserves to be burned.  Don’t even get me started on its use of contractions and the way it approaches the Gospels, even if it gets the objective genitive correct in Romans!

But this post isn’t really to inform you of my favorite translations.  In a years time I will be nearly shifted mostly to reading it in Greek.  This is simply a lament.  A lament that we now use translations as idealogical fodder.  We can instantly size someone’s theological positions up by which translation they use (I’ve definitely done it for ESV users).  What has been lost is not merely an innocence that we once had as a larger Church, simply trusting our English King James Version, but we’ve lost a unified way of relating to the Word of God.  Multiple studies demonstrate that we don’t even bother to memorize Scripture any more, but “so long as you are a ‘formal equivalence’ person rather than a careless ‘dynamic equivalence’ person, you’re alright in my boat.”  Along with this has been a loss (though it goes back further than modern translation wars) of a devotional approach to Scripture.  Instead we incise perichopi, we expect translations to give us the ‘true meaning’ of Scripture just as we approach Scripture to give us a ‘true meaning’ of itself.  This breeds the wrong opinion that Scripture is some sort of historic deposit of true facts about God, complete with ‘plain meanings.’  If we can just get that meaning, we can get that translation.  But we’re all taught hermeneutics now, we all know that such a ‘meaning’ will never be forthcoming, and we also know that any translation will have its weaknesses.

But neither is unity forthcoming.  I imagine that there will never again be a universal dominance by one translation.  Already where once there was unity between Roman Catholics and the Mainline, now the Catholics have stuck with the RSV and we’ve ‘moved on’ to the NRSV.  It’s all just so very unfortunate.

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