Skip to main content
My abiding passion, especially now, is Scripture. A love of Scripture is the great gift from my former Reformed heritage. Catholics need to learn to not be afraid of it, to read it as much as they can, and to memorize it. It's not a Protestant thing, it's a Catholic thing. At least it's supposed to be. You want to reach Protestants? Know the Scriptures. We Catholics are in the community within which it is rightly interpreted, anyway. What have we to fear? Nothing. [Then you have other books to read.--ed.] I know. All in good time. Christians have 3 main choices, of course: Catholic, Orthodox, or Protestant. Within that Protestant umbrella certainly there are more choices, but 'Protestant' presupposes a reasonably standard historical, exegetical, and theological approach. The challenge I want to issue to those dear readers is this: Have you begun to grapple with the reality of Protestant disunity and its implications for dogma? If we wanted to be jerks about it, we could score cheap points over it and say, "Look at all that disuinity! I knew the Catholic Church was right!" But that is cheap, like I said, and it works only if you like anatomical facsimilies made from stems of grain. Rather, is it not a deeper problem? Does not the very existence of communities outside my own with a certain plausibility structure, as it were (claiming, as well they should, binding dogmatic force over all its members) pose a huge problem for my assent to what has been taught? Am I thus forced to construct a makeshift distinction between the 'real' dogma, and the 'theological niceties' dogma? The 'We follow orders or people die' dogma, and the 'We have marching bands and softball games' dogma? [You had to go all Tom Cruise on everyone, didn't you?--ed.] Well, Tom rules. And that whole movie is a giant, quotable, theological abstraction. It's adorable, as I like to say.
At the risk of being a jerk-face, have you ever simply asked yourself--contemplating some theological pronouncement in the Reformed tradition, let's say--"That's nice and all, but who asked us?" How would you know you were right? How would you know you were wrong? Especially in light of the subjectivity problem. Did the other Reformers use radically different methods or means? If we test everything by Scripture allegedly, isn't this the same as, "I/we test everything by Scripture according to me/us?" If there is some magic key of hermeneutics I was supposed to get to make me/us infalliable, I didn't get it. It's worse than that, because you can't really trust your conscience to be anywhere close to infalliable, if you're like me. How'd you know you left X church for a scriptural reason, and not a selfish one (or a sinful one)? But isn't conscience the determining factor? Turretin said that; Calvin, too. Who knew? Pioneering evangelicals! [sarcasm] How do you know anything outside yourself? Riddle me this: What, at the Diet of Worms makes Luther say, "You know what? The Church has spoken; I was wrong"? Is this even possible? You promised me this lavish Protestant banquet after the Diet of Worms, and all I got was a diet of worms.
Now, I grant you, the Catholic answer to all this appears too clever by half, at first glance. But on some level, something somewhere is going to have to be infalliable. If we trace the visible community of God's people in Christ through history, we can say, "The Church is infalliable in these ways, under these conditions, and leaving her is a really bad idea." If not, well, I have only one question for you (pardon the snark): How's that perpiscuity working out for you?

O Triune God, having revealed yourself as Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, we beseech you, come to each one of us, to guide us in the way we should go. Help us to unity as you promised. Unite us visibly as we are now in our hearts. Help us to re-think those things which are not from you that have stood in the way. Give us courage to believe and accept whatever you reveal as your Word, in Him who is that Word made flesh for us. Amen.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

My Thoughts On The Harrison Butker Commencement Speech

Update: I read the whole thing. I’m sorry, but what a weirdo. I thought you [Tom Darrow, of Denver, CO] made a trenchant case for why lockdowns are bad, and I definitely appreciated it. But a graduation speech is *not* the place for that. Secondly, this is an august event. It always is. I would never address the President of the United States in this manner. Never. Even the previous president, though he deserves it, if anyone does. Thirdly, the affirmations of Catholic identity should be more general. He has no authority to propound with specificity on all matters of great consequence. It has all the hallmarks of a culture war broadside, and again, a layman shouldn’t speak like this. The respect and reverence due the clergy is *always due,* even if they are weak, and outright wrong. We just don’t brush them aside like corrupt Mafia dons, to make a point. Fourthly, I don’t know where anyone gets the idea that the TLM is how God demands to be worshipped. The Church doesn’t teach that. ...

Dear Alyse

 Today, you’re 35. Or at least you would be, in this place. You probably know this, but we’re OK. Not great, but OK. We know you wouldn’t want us moping around and weeping all the time. We try not to. Actually, I guess part of the problem is that you didn’t know how much we loved you. And that you didn’t know how to love yourself. I hope you have gotten to Love by now. Not a place, but fills everything in every way. I’m not Him, but he probably said, “Dear daughter/sister, you have been terribly hard on yourself. Rest now, and be at peace.” Anyway, teaching is going well, and I tell the kids all about you. They all say you are pretty. I usually can keep the boys from saying something gross for a few seconds. Mom and I are going to the game tonight. And like 6 more times, before I go back to South Carolina. I have seen Nicky twice, but I myself haven’t seen your younger kids. Bob took pictures of the day we said goodbye, and we did a family picture at the Abbey. I literally almost a...

A Friend I Once Had, And The Dogmatic Principle

 I once had a friend, a dear friend, who helped me with personal care needs in college. Reformed Presbyterian to the core. When I was a Reformed Presbyterian, I visited their church many times. We were close. I still consider his siblings my friends. (And siblings in the Lord.) Nevertheless, when I began to consider the claims of the Catholic Church to be the Church Christ founded, he took me out to breakfast. He implied--but never quite stated--that we would not be brothers, if I sought full communion with the Catholic Church. That came true; a couple years later, I called him on his birthday, as I'd done every year for close to ten of them. He didn't recognize my number, and it was the most strained, awkward phone call I have ever had. We haven't spoken since. We were close enough that I attended the rehearsal dinner for his wedding. His wife's uncle is a Catholic priest. I remember reading a blog post of theirs, that early in their relationship, she told him of the p...