We are the 90%

Friday afternoon is Habermas Happy Hour here at millinerd.  Warm up with Hart on Pinker, then read what the famous philosopher said in an interview quoted at The Chronicle:

For the normative self-understanding of modernity, Christianity has functioned as more than just a precursor or a catalyst.  Universalistic egalitarianism, from which sprang the ideals of freedom and a collective life in solidarity, the autonomous conduct of life and emancipation, the individual morality of conscience, human rights, and democracy, is the direct legacy of the Judaic ethic of justice and the Christian ethic of love. 

But what about the Greeks?  According to Diogenes Allen, the Greek notion of justice, even in its most exalted form as found in Plato, "failed to notice the distress of the helpless in a society in which 90 percent of the people were slaves." 

Art History: The Practical Major

Those who suggest an art history major is necessarily impractical need to update their census data and learn something more about the economy. Virginia Postrel explains, in How art history majors power the U.S. economy, an article that also appeared in today's Washington Post.  Some highlights:

The higher-education system does have real problems, including rising tuition prices that may not pay off in higher earnings. But those problems won’t be solved by assuming that if American students would just stop studying stupid subjects like philosophy and art history and buckle down and major in petroleum engineering (the highest-paid major), the economy would flourish and everyone would have lucrative careers.  That message not only ignores what students actually study. It also disregards the diversity and dynamism of the economy, in good times as well as bad.

The critics miss the enormous diversity of both sides of the labor market. They tend to be grim materialists, who equate economic value with functional practicality. In reality, however, a tremendous amount of economic value arises from pleasure and meaning — the stuff of art, literature, psychology and anthropology. These qualities, built into goods and services, increasingly provide the work for all those computer programmers. And there are many categories of jobs, from public relations to interaction design to retailing, where insights and skills from these supposedly frivolous fields can be quite valuable.

Postrel does not mince words. The stereotypical wisdom about college majors "misses the complexity and diversity of occupations in a modern economy, forgets the dispersed knowledge of aptitudes, preferences and job requirements that makes labor markets work, and ignores the profound uncertainty about what skills will be valuable not just next year but decades in the future."  In other words, supposedly hard-headed wisdom about what you're "supposed" to major in just isn't hard-headed enough.

Some thoughts on Marilynne Robinson and what we Americans might call native Radical Orthodoxy over yonder.

The Gift of the Guild

Having just finished graduate school, I'm beginning to see more clearly how much I needed it.  Early on I designed a makeshift one-man historiographical seminar, comprised of Herbert Butterfield, Kenneth Scott Latourette's remarkable presidential address, some Christopher Dawson, and any other books I could put together that espoused a "Christian" view of history, whatever that might mean.  George Marsden's and Mark Noll's work played in as well, and a bit later, this little volume came in quite handy.  I'm deeply indebted, however, to Wilfred McClay for providing the capstone to this homemade seminar in his contribution to the series of essays on offer in Confessing History.

Christopher Dawson's view of history is intoxicating, especially considering how much it informed T.S. Eliot. "Every living culture," wrote Dawson, "must possess some spiritual dynamic, which provides the energy necessary for... sustained social effort." Europe's spiritual dynamic is Christianity.  It was challenged by science, but "only through the cooperation of both these forces can Europe can realize its latent potentialities."  McClay's, however, is the best critique of Dawson I have read:

It is one thing to argue that the Christian faith is socially beneficial and even intellectual and morally plausible, but quite another to argue that it is true.  But unless men and women are convinced of the truth of the Christian faith, how can it have the culture-forming role that Dawson describes - how can it even be a 'religion' in Dawson's sense, that organizing force that constitutes a social world?  For to argue for the resurrection of religion because it is the dynamic core of the culture of the West, and the proper partner for (and opposite to) science is, at bottom, to make an argument from utility, from the standpoint of consequences rather than truth.

Even if one were to defend Dawson's rhetoric as an apologetic strategy, McClay's critique still seems to stick.

I have a copy of the very book that McClay says is so rare, Herbert Butterfield's Christianity and History, and it has been dear to me.  For Butterfield, providence, like vengeance, is God's alone, and is not necessarily the domain of the historian.  His little book concludes, "Hold to Christ, and for the rest be totally uncommitted."  McClay, however, criticizes Butterfield as well, whose historiographical detachment makes little sense of the kind of history on offer in the Bible, rife with declinist narratives and precise attributions of providential activity.  For McClay, "Butterfield did something rather similar to what the analytic philosophers of his day were doing: asserting that because nothing can be said with clarity and precision about God's activity in history, nothing should be said at all."  The middle ground between Dawson and Butterfield, between Christian cultural progressivism and the providential cloud of unknowing, is something to which I will return.

In Confessing History, George Marsden emerges as a sort of neo-Butterfieldian.  Christopher Shannon summarizes what is termed "the Marsden settlement":

Christian scholarship consists in Christian scholars infusing the relatively neutral, technical, procedural norms of the various academic professions with their distinctly Christian background faith commitments.  These spiritual commitments inspire distinctly Christian questions and nurture a sensibility capable of producing distinctly Christian interpretive insights that may enrich the historical understanding of Christian and non-Christian alike, provided the Christian scholar achieves these insights with all due respect to secular professional standards of evidence and argument.

Though I find this rather plausible, Shannon - to put it perhaps a bit too strongly - smells a rat.  "It is my contention that in embracing naturalistic causality and the procedural norms of the historical profession, Christian historians merely trade one providentialism for another.  Where Christian historians of old once looked for the hand of the Holy Spirit, the new-model Christian history follows the naturalist quest for historical agency."  Shannon compellingly insists that we must think behind the nineteenth century:  "Christian historians should engage the profession not by adopting partisan positions on the causes of the Reformation but by exposing the real stakes of [the] debate:  The legitimation the modern secular world." 

Most essays in this volume aren't as extreme as Shannon's (which I'll confess I found appealing).  Others seek to restore a personal dimension to scholarship, as in a wonderfully moving essays by Una Cadegan (which could have availed itself of more art historical scholarship!).  But for me, the hinge paragraph, serving as a fulcrum for the sometimes conflicting essays, came from William Katerburg:

The crisis in contemporary historiography... is threefold: unresolved theoretical debates; mainstream historians who as a matter of practice ignore these debates; and a neglect of the useful, life-serving purpose of history (even though the scientific ideal that fosters this neglect has long been fragmenting).  One way through these dilemmas is to shift the focus of historical and theoretical debates form methodology and the possibility of producing stable knowledge to the purpose and meaning of historical study.  In short, a shift from epistemology to vocation.  If history is in the midst of a crisis, it is a crisis of vocation, not a crisis of epistemology.

Katerberg's very nuanced approach calls for a return to civic and ecclesial responsibility.  Confessing History's solution - if it can be said to have one - is pedagogy or perish.  Hence a focus later in the book on the classroom, on imparting virtues, caring for students, and serving the church as well as the academy.  This vocational turn emerges most clearly in Douglas Sweeney's essay:

During the mid-twentieth century, Christian scholars had to work hard to earn the respect of secular colleagues.  We devoted a great deal of energy to impressing them with our work.  We sought to acquire places of honor at the academic banquet.  But now that we have done this, a different agenda may be in order...  I am certainly not calling for a return to shoddy scholarship...  We must maintain, and even improve, our levels of academic excellence if we hope to make a difference as historians in our guild.  But rather than operate as other-directed, status conscious scholars, I hope we will finish the task of moving beyond our need for recognition and engage a bit more freely in public service that is fueled by Christian faith.

It is here that Alister Chapman's Books & Culture review is helpful.  Amidst all the important talk of meaning over monographs and pupils over the profession, "There is the question of how new this new inclination is.  Some of the engagement with postmodern thought is indeed new, but Christin historians have been committed to loving students and addressing society for a long time," Marsden and Noll among them.  In fact, Katerberg, in an interesting move, places Noll right next to Howard Zinn as a perspectivalist model for this new kind of history.  With Scandal of the Evangelical Mind (and its sequel), Noll spoke in and to his community from where he was situated, but he also - obviously - speaks in and to the profession of history with his other work as well.

Overall, it is dissatisfaction with the state of the profession (one which is by no means limited to Christian historians) that seems to animate many of Confessing History's essays. One historian complains about program envy and another (quoted anonymously) gripes about Christians who seem to have sold out to academic success.  Beth Barton Schweiger's illuminating essay affords a peek behind the academic curtain:

Graduate students learn that the hierarchy of the profession is predicated on knowledge, and not all of it is knowledge about the past.  The most powerful knowledge for students is knowledge of professional networks that will afford them fellowships, book contracts, or even the highly prized tenure-track job.  Intellectual merit is simply not enough.  In the end, scholarship is not the purely intellectual pursuit many students expected...  Historians like to cast the profession as one in which the value of ideas transcends that of cash and where wisdom is valued above power, but one of the most important lessons of graduate school is that professional history is a bureaucracy like any other.   There are careers to be made.

This, of course, is all true.  But is there any profession where it isn't?

All this is to return to McClay.  The middle-ground between Dawson's somewhat utilitarian progressivism and Butterfield's withdrawal from providential assignation is Reinhold Niehbur's view of history. 

Of the three writers under consideration [Dawson, Butterfield and Niebuhr], I suspect that Niebuhr may well be the one with the most to offer us in thinking about how a religious perspective can shed light on the present condition and future prospects of the idea of progress.  His "reflexive" outlook takes account of the virtues of both Dawson's and Butterfield's works, by acknowledging that the idea of progress is deeply rooted in the Christian Weltanschaaung and in Christian culture, but also by insisting that the misuses of the idea, including the overconfident identification of man's purposes with God's, are paradigmatic examples of sin at work - and moreover by insisting that the dynamic of progress in history, while genuine, is also by its very nature full of moral peril for us, because of the kind of being we are.

Reinhold Niebuhr (1892-1971)

Chapman's very fine review suggests that McClay's essay doesn't neatly fit into this volume.  But by applying McClay's Niebuhrian insight in that paragraph to the guild of history (or, in my case, art history), McClay's essay fits the volume well.  Niebuhr, to be sure, is not good for everything.  But we do well to bring to our guilds, which are not untouched by providence, the kind of realism that Niehbur brought to history.  To the extent that they have succeeded in countering historical misconceptions they have, however unwittingly, served God.  There has been a lot of poor history in the name of faith, and the existence of the profession of history can help Christians avoid, and correct, those mistakes.  Our academic guilds have progressed, they have been (not hopelessly) corrupted, and they are - especially now - open to correction.   It is consequently not duplicitous to, in Mark Schwein's words, "honor Chronos in our work and the Logos in our alleluias." The Lord of Chronos, after all, is Christ.

Confessing History makes clear that there are many ways to be a Christian historian, but the guild suspicion, though not present in every essay, seemed somewhat overblown.  The post-secular turn in academia makes conditioning in materialist epistemology much less of a concern than it may once have been.  The secular providentialism that Shannon rightly decries is certainly still there, but it is easily dismantled using the very guild standards that such views transgress.  Perhaps I say this because I've been professionalized, but that's a good thing, one which I'm well aware hasn't happened to me sufficiently enough.  Guild standards beat my mind into something better than it was; and because it is a mind that certainly requires more beating, there is nothing like a healthy fear of colleagues - perhaps especially secular colleagues - to help that process along.

Confessing History contains a moving sermon entitled, "For Teachers to Live Professors Must Die." It employs an elaborate mountaineering parable to propose that rather than ascending their professions in search of status, professors should kenotically descend to the cognitive level of their students (the pedagogic bibliography for this descent is especially helpful).  And while the is is no doubt necessary, the sermon neglects to emphasize the rest of the story.  The aim of such a descent is to teach students how to climb.  Christian historians, because they're required to love their students, should naturally be better teachers.  Encouraging them to be better scholars, ones who thereby sharpen their students, continues to strike me as a more urgent concern.  And there is Scriptural support for that as well.

We should attempt to summit our disciplines because it's too easy not to try, and the views from the top need be seen with Christian eyes as well.  If the peak seems boring or irrelevant, that's because it hasn't been reached yet, so we should keep climbing   If we exert ourselves primarily to change our disciplines, for their sake over our own, we will only better serve our students and churches.  If we focus primarily on our students and churches, our guilds - which are ready for change - won't.

put this in your pomo pipe and smoke it

Eric Miller, speaking for a new generation of Christian historians in the current Books & Culture.

We must take full advantage of the philosophic and theoretical space created by such influential contemporary Christian philosophers - our "theorists" - as Alasdair MacIntyre, Charles Taylor, and John Milbank [and, I would add, Sarah Coakley].  They have arrested attention and commanded respect, making possible the imagining of a form of historical reflection and analysis that fits within their broad historical and theoretical arguments.  Christians need not write as if Marx, Weber, Foucault, and Derrida have had the last word about the nature of our world and our circumstance.

Not to say Derrida would have wanted to have the last word on anything, there being an infinitude of meanings and all that.  But the reason Miller is still right is because the positive infinity of meaning - generated by the fecundity of Christ - has long been on offer in those hallowed centuries that Miller's theoretical fourfecta too frequently overlooked.  Louis Dupré, fortunately, did not:

To the medieval mind, nature appeared intrinsically symbolic.  A merely literal reading of nature would have fallen far short of a full understanding.  This symbolic naturalism gave birth to a new aesthetics: the one that formed Cimabue, Duccio, Giotto, and such early humanists as Dante, Petrarch, and Boccaccio.  Spiritual meaning resided in the cosmos itself and, as such, allowed a multitude of human interpretations.  The interpreter could feel free to specify its content according to the spiritual needs of the occasion.  Meaning was given, but no particular meaning was given exclusively. Hence, unlike the precisely conceived metaphors of modern symbolism, symbols display a much looser and less definitive character.  What may appear to us arbitrary metaphorization is, in fact, an attempt, never complete, to explore one facet or another of a semantically inexhaustible cosmos.

The same freedom of interpretation that had ruled biblical exegesis also determined the understanding of nature as visible image of the invisible.  As figures in a poetic text refer to one another in a play of continually transformed analogies and affinities, so does the symbolic vision of nature constantly shift its perspective.  Knowledge came to consist chiefly in commentary on the two books, Scripture and nature, which, both being endowed with multiple meanings, allowed endless cross-references.  What Foucaulte wrote about the sixteenth century apples far more directly to the High Middle Ages: 'Knowledge consisted in relating one form of language to another...  in restoring the great, unbroken plain of words and things; in making everything speak..."  This epistemic apriori imposed no categorical structure upon the real, but a perspective for reading what was directly, but never simply or exhaustively given.   The sacred authority of the word gradually extended to all literature.  Thus the pagan classics could be read as containing the integumenta fidei (William of Conches), the cryptic anticipations of Christian mysteries yet to be revealed.  (36-37).

Such was the the world before, following Duns Scotus, and Ockham, "the entire ontotheological synthesis began to disintegrate."  Which is to say, it was never that pomo was (note the past tense) too daring.  It was never daring enough. 

Greater works than these

“Truly, truly, I say to you, whoever believes in me will also do the works that I do; and greater works than these will he do" (John 14:12).  It seems like one of those Bible verses to which we nod politely. Greater works than Christ?  How many loaves have you multiplied lately?  How many dead have been raised at your call?

Yet, it causes me to think of the Nigerian Christmas day bombings.  "It was really terrible," said a priest. "Some [wounded] people ran towards me [saying] 'Father anoint me'."  A priest anointing dying Christians who have just been detonated after their Christmas morning service?  Perhaps those are greater works than these.

Lord have mercy on victims and killers both.

Noël Number Nine

Some archive classics to kick off the ninth millinerd Christmas: Santa and my one (and only) podcast. Much to come in the year ahead, because amidst twitter (join us, won't you?), guest posts elsewhere, and offsite articles (left sidebar), there still seems to be room for blogs in the world, and some measure of internet consistency remains an amusing novelty. Drop me a feedback line if you're still with us, but only if you're so inclined. Suggestions welcome.

Merry Christmas millinerd readers - all twelve days of it. We know you have a choice of opinion providers, and we appreciate your coming our way. Thanks for reading.

Don't Drop Out Just Yet

A post at First Thoughts, wherein I argue that saying iTunes U has outmoded the collegiate, residential ideal is like saying the internet’s proliferation of recipes has outmoded eating.

After Multiculturalism

As we near the end of the semester, art history classes and textbooks everywhere are coming to naive and unproblematized multicultural crescendos.  One in particular (CDROM included!) conveniently afforded a reductio ad absurdum by claiming we have no right to judge Aztec rituals of human sacrifice, which were more humane (because of their speedy technique) than a religion centered on a crucifixion that lasted for hours. Such puerilities prompt the inevitable writing on the wall from Leslie Newbigin (literally: I projected this on the Wheaton wall last week).

It is only be being faithful participants in a supranational, multicultural family of churches that we can find the resources to be at the same time faithful sustainers and cherishes of our respective cultures and also faithful critics of them… There is good and bad in every culture… The criteria for making judgments between the one and the other cannot come from culture. That is the familiar error of cultural imperialism. There can only be criteria if God has in fact shown us what his will is. He has done so in Christ. If that is denied in the name of religious pluralism, then there is no valid criterion by which the positive and negative developments in human culture can be assessed.

Once upon a time such sentiments were academically unacceptable.  But as Newbigin's multicultural Indian context has expanded, his insights have been vindicated.  With the academic dethronement of secularism to the level of one perspective among others, frank admissions like Newbigin's are finally permitted.   The bland liquid fashionably labeled "other," comprised of diluted world religions, which was bottled and sold to captive student markets by the American professoriate, has expired.  Or to put it more pointedly, religious believers colonized by critical theory are politely asking their betters if they might be permitted to govern themselves. 

Consider, for example, torpedoes fired by feminist scholar Tina Beattie such as these:

When western secular scholars override [religious] concerns through their commitment to the 'outsider' approach to religious studies, they betray their own positioning within a dominant ideology of western secularism that marginalizes or silences religious ways of knowing...  One does not acquire a more truthful understanding of the transcendent Other by seeking to transcend religions, because if this Other is knowable at all then it is knowable only through its inscription in the religious stories people tell, which allow the unknowable Other to become the personal and intimate beloved of religious believers.

Why, asks Beattie, do secular feminist scholars of religion, for all their daring methodologies, nearly never mention prayer?  For Beattie, the solution is not Mary Daly's "elimination of both God and method," but "the relativization of method through the reincorporation of transcendence."  The boomerang of critique has returned to its academic wielders:

From the ivory towers of academia, feminists and gender theorists have become proficient at identifying - and often condemning - the patriarchal, hierarchical and authoritarian characteristics of religious institutions.  But compared with the hierarchies of academia, the world's religious institutions are flourishing and dynamic communities.

Not your grandmother's feminism, that. Critique must of course continue (and with Beattie, most certainly does).  But without the possibility of real, revealed religion, there simply is no multicultural vantage point from which to see.  In other words, the Guerilla Girls are back - but they now, like most of this world's women, believe in God.

Metaphysiphobia: Diagnosis and Cure

It is frequently remarked that the best question to ask an atheist is, "What kind of God don't you believe in?" After a description of a Mr. MaGoo who lives behind Saturn, a celestial masochist or a cosmic killjoy, the natural response from a believer remains, "I don't believe in that God either."  The same goes for a someone casting off the burden of "metaphysics," to enter the brave new world of post-ontological Christianity.  It all sounds very bracing, until one asks the individual what kind of metaphysics he (I would say, "or she," but anti-metaphysics is very guy-centric) doesn't believe in.  What frequently follows is something like Heidegger's critique of supposedly static medieval ontology, to which the proper response remains, "I don't believe in those kind of metaphysics either."

One might also reply:

Could Heidegger have read Dionysius or Maximus, speaking of God as the fullness of being, "leading" (to use the Dionysian term) being into being, or as the light that shines in and on all things and draws them to himself, or as the infinite source of beauty that "excites" the "eros" of beings our of their nonbeing, and interpreted this simply as a discourse of double founding, a mere causal economy between a supreme thing and derivative things?  Could he have encountered Dionysius's language of the divine ecstasy that calls forth and meets our ecstasy, and so gives being to beings, or of the Good's supereminnet "no-thing-ness," and treated this too as a form of ontic causality infinitely magnified, without significant analogical ambiguity? 

That quote from the book that I use to chase away the haters.  Now that it's just you and me, I can point out that Hans Boersma's Heavenly Participation (which I explore more extensively in a B&C review) is a sort of Beauty of the Infinite for evangelicals, in that it finds its chief inspiration in the Christianized Platonism of the first millennium.  Boersma's book is destined to be misunderstood,  even as it offers - however imperfectly - one of the best possible evangelical futures by allying evangelicalism with the past.

When people reject the Great Tradition because it supposedly limits God under a totalizing metaphysics of being, they forget (if they ever knew) that the exact opposite was the case.  Consider this statement from Gregory of Palamas which brilliantly encapsulates being in the Patristic key:  "He Who Is is not produced by essence, but essence comes about from He Who Is; for He Who Is embraces all of being in himself" (Triads, 3.2.12).  When people reject "participation" because it blurs the divine/creature distinction, they forget (if they ever knew) both the Biblical testimony and axiomatic assertions like this from Cyril of Alexandria: "If we say, we are united with God, this does not mean that our nature is changed into the divine essence; rather, we are united with God through grace and virtues" (PG 75, 205C).   When people reject the Great Tradition because it supposedly over-privileges the created order, they forget (if they ever knew) Maximus the Confessor's claim that "He has become man in order to restore and renew the world, not to contribute to its [natural] immanent perfection.  For the Word dwelt in the flesh among men, not because of the laws of nature, but according to the [freely determined] economy of salvation" (PG 91, 517BC).  But just as Heidegger was not well versed in Patristics beyond Augustine, neither are many contemporary anti-metaphysicians.

And yet, what Boersma calls the "Platonist-Christian synthesis" could itself be called anti or post-metaphysical because of how radically it revises classical metaphysics - and calling it that might increase its fashionability.   Indeed, according to Hart's contribution in the go-to volume on the subject, "The analogia entis...  introduces an unclosable ontological caesura into what mere metaphysics treats (quite unconsciously) as a seamless ontological continuum.  And this is the interval of being that lets us be as the creatures we are, that sets us free from our 'own' ground."  In that sense, the analogy of being is the aboriginal "anti-metaphysical" declaration, and The Beauty of the Infinite - because it "reject[s] the metaphysical assumptions of postmodernity," is a post-metaphysical book as well.  Notice how Hart, not through his own genius but by eloquently repristinating the tradition, transcends the classical metaphysics of Aristotle and Plato:

Christian thought from the time of Gregory of Nyssa, Dionysius, and Maximus had developed an ontology of the infinite (drawing on Plotinus's thought, while freeing it from its metaphysical identism) which Aquinas, in the West, brought to a particularly lucid expression: being is not to be thought of in terms of either essences or their finite existence; the "infinite," which for Aristotle named only the inchoate potentiality of matter apart form the limit of form, now names the fullness of being, esse, which is the transcendent actuality of essence and existence alike... We are far beyond any naive essentialism here.  The language of participation, however much one may wish to resist it, cannot (except as a display of doctrinaire cant) plausibly be called onto-theology.

The God who is infinite and no being among beings is also the personal God of election and incarnation, the dynamic, living, and creative God he is, precisely because being is not a genus whereunder God as a "a being" might be subsumed...   God is always "being God," transcendent and yet present as the one who is and shows himself, indifferent to metaphysical demarcations between transcendence and immanence, infinity and finitude, being and beings: precisely because God transcends and makes possible these categories, in their being, he inhabits them simultaneously without contradiction...  God exceeds beings as the ever greater, the more beautiful, radiant, and full of form, and so the ontological difference cannot limit what is said of him: for it is merely the contingency of that quantity, its freedom as expression, bounty, and gift (which is what being always already is).  The Trinity exceeds being, not like a Neoplatonic monad dwelling beyond being, but by comprising being in the essential act of triune love.

Hence Hart (and Boersma) can be considered vigorously post-metaphysical, if the metaphysics in question are Greek.  To further blur the boundaries, perhaps Kevin Hector's hot-off-the-press Theology Without Metaphysics could be considered pro-metaphysical because he begins with a very important nuance:  "I am by no means suggesting that everything that goes by that name [metaphysics] is to be rejected." Confusing as this all may be, another Kevin lays out the scenario quite clearly:  The existence of "bad metaphyisics" that "imposes a system of categories on God without attending to God's own self-communication," and which postmodern thought rightfully dethroned, does not rule out "good metaphysics" that submits to that self-communication.  And it was exactly this kind of good metaphysics that, so far as I can see, comprised the Patristic consensus, and which - so I argued in the aforementioned review - infuses Protestantism as well. 

Many are bravely launching ahead into the post-metaphysical rapids, proudly jettisoning Chalcedonian "baggage" and permitting ecumenical prospects to recede further into the distance with nary a glance of regret.  The excitement comes from exploring the unknown, and the chance to perhaps be the first to set foot on terra incognita of historical theology.  But I'm not sure this terra is as incognita as we might think, as history already offers a Christology without a metaphysics of participation.  It's called Arianism (which denied any ontological continuity between Father and Son).   But who am I to be so dismissive?  Perhaps there are thousands of potential converts waiting outside church doors, impatiently pleading: "Abandon metaphysics in any form we'll instantly subscribe to Christianity!  It's the one thing holding us back!"  Sound like anyone you know?

A few years ago, Timothy Larsen's review of some new books on the Pre-Raphaelites concluded with a potent suggestion:

Despite all the faux bravery of our endlessly proliferating "post"-movements, it strikes me that it would take far greater courage in our day for a few hearty souls of real intellectual mettle to pursue some daring "pre"-experiment.  The Pre-Raphaelites knew that it is harder to recover what was good in the past than to deride what was bad. 

Fortunately, Boersma's book, alongside many other similar publications, centers and conferences, means that more than a few evangelicals are taking up Larsen's challenge.  Meanwhile, metaphysiphobes might consider Boersma's:  "Usually the ontology of those who plead for the abolition of ontology turns out to be the nominalist ontology of modernity." Why? Because there's nowhere left to go. The great anti-metaphysical revolt already happened: It's called the Christian faith.

In Class Performance Stunt Impresses Professor

A tale from the classroom over at First Thoughts.  Pretty bright, those Wheaton students.

The Trinity is/is not our Social Program

Christoph Schönborn seems to reconcile Volf's argument and Mark Husbands' retort regarding the Trinity's relation to human interrelation:

The difficulties we inevitably encounter when we attempt to discuss the mystery of the Trinity spring above all from our own limited conceptual framework.  The mystery of God's Trinity goes beyond these limits; we can approach it only gropingly, in darkness enlightened by our Faith.  How are we to combine the thought of God as Father with that of the complete equality of essence?  Should we think of perfect union with an order but no domination?  A union in which total self-surrender is identical to total self-possession?  A union in which each exists totally from the other and for the other, and yet remains absolutely free?  Such a triune God is too incomprehensible as to be conceived according to the ideal desires of everything human yearning longs for in terms of community, oneness, and love, so much so that it seems only reasonable to look on man as created after the image and likeness of precisely this God.

No human interrelation will ever perfectly mirror the Trinity which, paradoxically, is the ground of all imperfect human interrelation.

Lewis Mumford's Christian City

"If we dismiss medieval culture as a whole because of the torture chamber and the public burning of heretics and criminals," writes Lewis Mumford in The City in History, "we should also wipe out all pretensions to civilization in our own period.  Has not our enlightened age restored civil and military torture, invented the extermination camp, and incinerated or blasted the inhabitants of whole cities?"  The question leads Mumford to - like Pugin before him - see medieval Christian cities as the urban planning ideal.  Call it Jesus versus sprawl:

What was involved in a realization of the Christian city? Nothing less, I submit, than a thoroughgoing rejection of the original basis on which the city had been founded: the renunciation of the long-maintained monopoly of power and knowledge; the reorganization of laws and property rights in the interests of justice, free from coercion, the abolition of slavery and of compulsory labor for the benefit of a ruling minority, and the elimination of gross economic inequalities between class and class.  On those terms, the citizens might find on earth at least a measure of that charity and justice that were promised to them, on their repentance, in heaven. 

In the Christian city, one would suppose, citizens would have the opportunity to live together in brotherhood and mutual assistance, without quailing before arbitrary power, or constantly anticipating external violence and sudden death.  The rejection of the old order imposed originally by the citadel was the minimal basis of Christian peace and order....  In no previous urban culture was there anything like the large scale provision for the sick, the aged, the suffering, the poor that there was in the medieval town.

Mumford was well aware that such medieval ideals were not fully realized.  And yet, such towns came closest to his stirring vision of the modern city as an "organ of love."  Absent the kind of urban humanism realized in Christian Europe,  "the sterile gods of power, unrestrained by organic limits or human goals, will remake man in their own faceless image and bring human history to an end."   The sentence calls to mind Le Corbusier's terrifying Plan Voisin to bulldoze the right bank of the Seine.  Medieval Paris, thank goodness, was worth a pass. 

Sinai and Sacramental Ontology

A short little ditty of mine up at Comment today on going to Sinai, and a longer more substantial one on the future of evangelicalism at Books & Culture (subscription required).

paging doctor millinerd

Defense went quite well, but I was too late for this.   With a dissertation title like "The Virgin of the Passion" I would have been a strong contender in the Salsa division.