Thursday, July 29, 2010

The Quotesmith continues

"The Christian optimism is based on the fact that we do not fit in to the world. I had tried to be happy by telling myself that man is an animal, like any other which sought its meat from God. But now I really was happy, for I had learnt that man is a monstrosity. I had been right in feeling all things as odd, for I myself was at once worse and better than all things. The optimist’s pleasure was prosaic, for it dwelt on the naturalness of everything; the Christian pleasure was poetic, for it dwelt on the unnaturalness of everything in the light of the supernatural. The modern philosopher had told me again and again that I was in the right place, and I had still felt depressed even in acquiescence. But I had heard that I was in the wrong place, and my soul sang for joy, like a bird in spring. The knowledge found out and illuminated forgotten chambers in the dark house of infancy. I knew now why grass had always seemed to me as queer as the green beard of a giant, and why I could feel homesick at home."
~GK Chesterton in Orthodoxy

Tuesday, July 27, 2010

For the love of GK Chesterton, I can't help myself!

It was as if I had been blundering about since my birth with two huge and unmanageable machines, of different shapes and without apparent connection -- the world and the Christian tradition. I had found this hole in the world: the fact that one must somehow find a way of loving the world without trusting it; somehow one must love the word without being worldly. I found this projecting feature of Christian theology, like a sort of hard spike, the dogmatic insistence that God was personal, and had made a world separate from Himself. The spike of dogma fitted exactly into the hole in the world -- it had evidently been meant to go there -- and then the strange thing began to happen. When once these two parts of the two machines had come together, one after another, all the other parts fitted and fell in with an eerie exactitude. I could hear bolt after bolt over all the machinery falling into its place with a kind of click of relief. Having got one part right, all the other parts were repeating that rectitude, as clock after dock strikes noon. Instinct after instinct was answered by doctrine after doctrine. Or, to vary the metaphor, I was like one who had advanced into a hostile country to take one high fortress. And when that fort had fallen the whole country surrendered and turned solid behind me. The whole land was lit up, as it were, back to the first fields of my childhood. All those blind fancies of boyhood which in the fourth chapter I have tried in vain to trace on the darkness, became suddenly transparent and sane. I was right when I felt that roses were red by some sort of choice: it was the divine choice. I was right when I felt that I would almost rather say that grass was the wrong colour than say it must by necessity have been that colour: it might verily have been any other. My sense that happiness hung on the crazy thread of a condition did mean something when all was said: it meant the whole doctrine of the Fall. Even those dim and shapeless monsters of notions which I have not been able to describe, much less defend, stepped quietly into their places like colossal caryatides of the creed. The fancy that the cosmos was not vast and void, but small and cosy, had a fulfilled significance now, for anything that is a work of art must be small in the sight of the artist; to God the stars might be only small and dear, like diamonds. And my haunting instinct that somehow good was not merely a tool to be used, but a relic to be guarded, like the goods from Crusoe’s ship -- even that had been the wild whisper of something originally wise, for, according to Christianity, we were indeed the survivors of a wreck, the crew of a golden ship that had gone down before the beginning of the world.
~ GK Chesterton in Orthodoxy

Salavation History, Part 2

I lied. This is actually going to be more about Christ's life than post Cross.

The life of Christ is the central event in human history. Gregorian monks rightly reckoned all of history to be judged whether it be Before Christ or Anno Domini (in the year of Our Lord). The common era stuff is for those who wish to deny Christ in history.

First of all, we must tackle the issue of God the Son becoming Man. God could have waved a magic wand and said, "Poof! It's all good!" Jesus' life, death and resurrection is the ultimate revelation of who God is and who Man is. It is the ultimate death-blow to those who would reject the physical world and those who would reject the spiritual world.

God made man in His Image. God then made Himself in man's image in the person of Jesus Christ. His desire for unity was so great that He became united to his Creation.

Jesus was never solely concerned with the spiritual, and never solely concerned with the physical. The two were always bound together. "Your sins are forgiven...Pick up your mat and walk." Jesus taught the crowds, and fed them. He turned water into wine at a wedding. That wine would have been enough to keep my wedding reception guests, all 250 of them, liquored up for a week straight. Literally.

Jesus makes some strange proclamations along the way, though. "You must pick up your cross and follow me." "Can you drink from the cup that I will drink?" "Unless you eat my body and drink my blood, you have no life within you." He holds up bread and says, "This is my body." And likewise, the cup of wine, "This is my blood." The very next day, He is crucified. We claim, then, that this physical crucifixion has spiritual consequences. This spilling of blood of the spotless Lamb of God is the sacrifice which reconciles Man to God.

How does this sacrifice unite us to God? How are we incorporated into this shedding of blood? Those two events, the Last Supper and His death on the Cross are intimately linked. In the Jewish understanding of a day, "night came and morning followed...", these two events were at the beginning and the end of the SAME DAY. They are, in fact, the same event, mystically united. They are literally united by the Word of God. The Last Supper began with a washing. It ended with this proclamation that "This is My Body" and "This is My Blood" and he shared those with his disciples.

The blood that dropped from His side is the same blood that He gave his disciples to drink. The body that hung from the cross is the same body that He gave his disciples to eat. The Word spoke and it was (read Genesis 1 and John 1).

"Do this in memory of me."

Monday, July 26, 2010

On Salvation History, Part 1

The Cross reaches out in four directions into infinity. Its arms reach out and embrace the whole world. Its post goes from the depths of the earth to the highest of heavens. It is the signpost around which all of history, indeed, all of creation itself, revolves. All that came before it prepares the way for it. All that comes after looks back upon it. All of history revolves around the Incarnation, Life, Death and Resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Adam and Eve were made in the Image and Likeness of God. They were made with bodies and souls. Even at the fall of man, God promises a savior. At the time of Moses, God gave man the law, foreseeing the time when the law is written upon men's hearts through the Cross. The priests offered sacrifice, foreshadowing the sacrifice of the Cross. The prophets drew the people of God into relationship with Him. They admonished their sins and foretold of a savior. The kings ruled over them, foreshadowing their heavenly King.

Jesus was priest, prophet and king. He, the God made man, ruler of all, will come again to judge the living and the dead. He offered Himself in sacrifice as the new high priest, upon which all priesthood is based. This Living Word drew man into union with himself, reading men's hearts, healing their bodies, their minds and their souls.

In all of the Old Testament, and all of the New, we see this strange intermixing of body and soul, of the physical world with the spiritual. We see this in the Garden of Eden. Adam and Eve were made "very good." They were made in "the Image and Likeness of God." Yet, we see that this very good image and likeness of God is both physical and spiritual. One of the most poignant lines before the fall is this: "They were naked without shame." After the fall, we see that they realize their nakedness and cover it. When they sin, they open their bodies to death and decay. Even at the beginning, man is this strange creature with both physical and spiritual natures. Even at the beginning, we see the created union of these natures. Even at the beginning, we see that they affect one another, and that man is incomplete without both body and soul. This understanding of man is essential for any authentic understanding of Christianity.

Salvation History makes no sense without this understanding of man. When Moses meets God in the burning bush, we see God instructing Moses to remove his sandals, because where he is standing is holy ground. We see here that this physical action is united to a spiritual reality. When Elijah confronts the prophets of Baal, he creates an altar, which God Himself consumes with fire. When Samson is born, he is told not to cut his hair, nor drink wine, nor strong drink, as an offering to the Lord. When David sins, his son dies. God takes pains to offer up precise instructions on the tent where His presence is to dwell. He specifies the robes and undergarments that the priests are to wear when offering sacrifice. If God goes through the trouble to specify undergarments, you can see that the physical worlds and spiritual worlds are intimately linked, particularly when it comes to worship.

The ultimate expression of this is in Jesus Christ, the God who became Man. This invisible God willed to become fully man, while remaining fully God. Thus, the person of Jesus ONLY makes sense if the physical world and spiritual world are intimately bound up with one another.

Part 2 will cover salvation history after the Cross.

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Chesterton on Marriage and Monogamy

More GK Chesterton:

"I could never mix in the common murmur of that rising generation against monogamy, because no restriction on sex seemed so odd and unexpected as sex itself. To be allowed, like Endymion, to make love to the moon and then to complain that Jupiter kept his own moons in a harem seemed to me (bred on fairy tales like Endymion’s) a vulgar anti-climax. Keeping to one woman is a small price for so much as seeing one woman. To complain that I could only be married once was like complaining that I had only been born once. It was incommensurate with the terrible excitement of which one was talking. It showed, not an exaggerated sensibility to sex, but a curious insensibility to it. A man is a fool who complains that he cannot enter Eden by five gates at once. Polygamy is a lack of the realization of sex; it is like a man plucking five pears in mere absence of mind."
~ GK Chesterton, Orthodoxy

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Chesterton on tradition

All people should know, understand and appreciate this, particularly Catholics and Americans:

"But there is one thing that I have never from my youth up been able to understand. I have never been able to understand where people got the idea that democracy was in some way opposed to tradition. It is obvious that tradition is only democracy extended through time. It is trusting to a consensus of common human voices rather than to some isolated or arbitrary record... Tradition may be defined as an extension of the franchise. Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. Tradition refuses to submit to the small and arrogant oligarchy of those who merely happen to be walking about. All democrats object to men being disqualified by the accident of birth; tradition objects to their being disqualified by the accident of death. Democracy tells us not to neglect a good man’s opinion, even if he is our groom; tradition asks us not to neglect a good man’s opinion, even if he is our father. I, at any rate, cannot separate the two ideas of democracy and tradition; it seems evident to me that they are the same idea. We will have the dead at our councils. The ancient Greeks voted by stones; these shall vote by tombstones. It is all quite regular and official, for most tombstones, like most ballot papers, are marked with a cross."
~ GK Chesterton, Orthodoxy