Theology... What's the point?

In his book Black Theology and Black Power, James H. Cone levels the following criticism directly at the practice of theology:

"It is much easier to deal with the textual problems associated with some biblical book or to deal "objectively" with a religious phenomenon than it is to ask about the task of theology in the current disintegration of society... It is time for theology to leave its ivory tower and join the real issues, which deal with the dehumanization of blacks in America. It is time for theologians to relate their work to life-and-death issues, and in so doing to execute its function of bringing the Church to a recognition of its task in the world."

This challenges me as a theologian and as a member of the Church in America. He's right. It is easier to deal with textual criticism and respond to esoteric religious phenomenon than it is to settle on a hard and fast response to real problems. So far in my theological studies, the most anyone will offer in response to our greatest social issues is either, "It's all very complicated" or, "The solution for this was settled by Augustine". There is much territory in between these two positions but I find few theologians who want to draw a line in the sand anywhere in that minefield. We have the James Cones and Dietrich Bonhoeffers of the world who see evil and address it head-on. But those of us who reflect theologically on these issues understand that history will be the judge of our veracity and that is a risk we DARE not take.

But it remains that the Church has work to do. We have our tasks and woe to us who are remiss in carrying them out. God calls each of us to a level of service according to our gifts. We hold seminars and retreats for our congregations to discover what exactly it is that God has gifted us to do. But the Church has a job to do in the world. It is up to the theologians to determine how we respond to the task at hand.

I am embarrassed that I have not been more confident in what I know to be the need and the appropriate response to that need. I have been complicit in the Church's abrogation of its responsibility to reveal Christ to the world. Stay tuned...

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Peace of God

"May the Peace of God be with you."

"And with your spirit."

Such was the call and response at Holy Liturgy this morning. I don't know what the Peace of God is. I don't know what it looks like. It's such a nice thing to wish for someone though. It's sure better than saying, "Have a nice day." The Peace of God is this nebulous "other" floating out there somewhere and every once in a while we catch a glimpse of it. The glimpse never affords us enough time to study the nature of the Peace of God. It's not unlike driving around Portland and seeing Mt. Hood looming majestically in the distance. You catch a glimpse and it takes your breath away because, with all the clouds hanging around, you seldom see it and even forget it's there. But your breath is taken and you think to yourself, "Good God! I forgot how close it is to us." Such is the Peace of God. It looms out there, obscured by the shade of darkness and every once in a while we catch a glimpse of it and we are stunned at how near it really is.

St. Nicholas, in all of it's foreign ritual, reaches out to my sense of the nearness of God. I am encouraged by their community not because it is idyllic and serene. To the contrary, the small community is wrought with conflict between young and old, rich and poor, and the dueling traditions of the varied ethnicities represented. Little of the conflict is hidden and swept under the rug. They are a family, with all the light and heat that define families. And I believe that it is within this storm of conflict that the Peace of God can be glimpsed. And it is this honest life together that draws me in.

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