Category: Theological Rant
Sightings . . .
Ecumenical Realities
by Martin Marty
April 2, 2012“Hopes for an ‘Ecumenical Spring’” was a Christian Century headline above a report by Adelle M. Banks of the Religion News Service. Her report spelled out why such hopes are wan, if not desperate. Three samples: The National Council of Churches has shrunk from 400 staffers in its prime to fewer than twenty today. Churches Uniting in Christ closed its office doors in 2010 and has lost one of its major denominations. Christian Churches Together has “struggled.” Monitor and assess the news of the separate church bodies and you will find few folks mourning or, indeed, “planting” so there can be some sprouts in an “ecumenical spring.” Do people in parishes know of the declines and demises? Would they care, if they did know? If so, what should they do?
The modern ecumenical organizing began just over a century ago, in a very different world. The councils and federations and conferences served well for decades. Ecumenism was “the great new fact of the era,” according to wise Archbishop William Temple, half an era ago. Let me touch on various assessments of why so much has changed, beginning with the denominations or church bodies which made and make up the ecumenical bodies (whose smaller staffs usually include able and faithful people.)
For me, a central reason was illustrated in the press room at the Faith and Order (sub-WCC) meeting at Edinburgh, Scotland, in 1960, when I first got up close to ecumenical doings. I tell the story often: The participants were defining Christian unity: “all in each place who confess Christ Jesus as Lord. . . [should come to] a fully committed fellowship.” The errant typist gave us in the press a draft-release that said we were “to come to a full committee fellowship.” Ecumenism seemed to be the task of bureaus, task forces, commissions, but it was grasped heartily by most of the faithful.
The offense caused by denominational hostility is less relevant today, when denominations get along fairly well; the destructive conflict today is within the communions. Catholics do not fight Methodists any more; Catholics are in conflict with Catholics, [“United”] Methodists fight Methodists. Homework is needed desperately.
The drama of separation, suspicion, and conflict shifted when energies were transferred from within Christianity to Christianity in its relation to other faiths. Many Christians yawn when [if?] they hear of tensions among South Asian or South African Christian churches, while the urgent scene now faces Muslims against Christians, Christians against Jews. “Interfaith” ventures are more promising than “Ecumenical” ones.
Note: much has been achieved, as ecumenical programs are on a new plateau and are taken for granted. Some leaders in the ecumenical church bodies, scorned now for their moderation when their cutting edges are dulled, urge members to look again. A friend asks “What are Christians in mainline and moderate and (gulp!) liberal styles griping about. They won!” Christians to their right often came out of their isolation in ways influenced by ecumenical experiments. As those who stood off adapt to “modernity,” they adopt approaches practiced by ecumenical pioneers through a century.
Sociological analysis and historical reviews should not soothe anyone, say the profoundly committed ecumenists. The Gospel and other New Testament scenarios consistently keep promises of Christian unity and commands to realize those promises in the minds and programs of Christians of all sorts. They simply cannot pretend their way back into cultures of 1910 or 1960 and proceed from there. Who’s “planting” for spring?
References
Frank Newport, “Mississippi Is Most Religious U.S. State: Vermont and New Hampshire are the least religious states,” Gallup, March 27, 2012.Adelle M. Banks, “Hopes for an ‘Ecumenical Spring’,” Christian Century, March 15, 2012.
Friday at Sea
This is the second year that I’ve been at sea when Christendom remembers, celebrates, what we call Good Friday. It’s an odd experience to be away from Church life and particularly so during the significant ritual times. Advent, Christmas Eve, Holy week and Easter. This morning my companion and I watched one of the cable news channels talk with a Rabbi, and Catholic representatives of Christianity. It is the northeast so an awareness of whom would speak for Protestantism probably does not register because, in fact, there is not one voice that speaks with the authority of a Catholic Bishop within common Protestantism however one might define it. I’m thankful they didn’t call Franklin Graham, Falwell Jr, or some other TV evangelists to represent the Protestant point of view in a conversation about Passover and Easter being at the same time.
Here at sea, a day from land and returning to the busy nature of our existence, it was again odd to watch the sunrise over a Friday that our rituals call “good.” The sunrise was beautiful, breath taking, and blinding as it broke the horizon of another day on this side of the world. If anything in Christianity, this is Passion Friday or injustice Friday or imperial execution Friday, but those are too harsh for the dominant theology and they do not fit neatly into the sacrificial atonement theology at the heart of traditional and even “emerging” Christendom.
Breath taking, beautiful, and blinding. I think back to a day when we descended into the depths of the Church of the Holy Sepulchre to a room where there is a drawing of a boat and inscription on a rock. The inscription says something like, “Lord, we were here.” It is believed that this was a sight where the first believes and followers of Jesus gathered to remember his death. Some theorize that the pilgrims must have traveled by boat to Jerusalem or maybe the boat represented the one that contained disciples that is storm tossed, frightening, with one or two persons willing to step out into the sea. No one really knows.
Right now, Friday is blinding and more significant for me than Easter morning. There are many living through the same conditions that Jesus of Nazareth lived through in his time. There are plenty of “apostles” providing the definition to what that suffering and injustice means . I’m seeing the room stewards, waiters, and maintenance staff differently today. Down there in the crew quarters is where Jesus is shouting for a different economic system while the folks working on this ship are simply trying to make a better life for their families by “serving” those of us that can afford to be here. It would have been more symbolic for the 12 to 15 foot seas to have been today rather than yesterday, but maybe that represents Christendom well. We come to the Maundy Thursday table with mixed feelings of grief and gratitude. Our emotions pitch and roll about what we know is going to happen and our participation in those systems. Our wondering, “Will I betray or deny you?” It is that sick feeling in the stomach when God asks, “Where are you?” Alas, we are soothed by the smooth waters of what has become “good” Friday rushing to meet a risen Christ. Some call it the mystery of our faith. This Friday at sea I’m wondering, “Where is God?”, and how I might join my voice with the ancients in the room so long ago and proclaim, “Lord, I was here.”