A Communion of Saints

There was a time in life when I was young, naïve, and not a tad stupid. I could see no point in the remembering of saints or the celebration of a saint’s day. Part of that may have had root in my introversion, and the fact that, resultant of that disposition, I had no functional community about me. When I moved from the Roman church to the Anglican I had something of the zeal of the reformers. I looked upon the cult of saints with not a little suspicion. I still retain a caution for I think it easy for some to slip ever so comfortably into a frame of mind wherein devotedness to a saint or the saints in general can lead into shielding our Lord and Saviour from his immediacy to the soul. It is that subliminal attitudinal shift, and not devotedness to the saints themselves, that is contrary to both gospel and faith.

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We remember the saints because we are members with them of the singular congregation that is the church which spans the centuries from those first friends and disciples to the friends and disciples of Christ that fill the seats about us today. We are a community. It is our obligation to be a community. It does not matter that we are not all of one type or disposition. In the reredos of the parish to which I belong there are depicted a number of saints. They are a diverse group—warrior, scholar, mystic, ascetic, prophet, preacher, executive, skeptic. Each of them had their dominant sides. Some were seemingly stern and commanding. Some were seen to be gentle and kind. But they were not “types” anymore than any one of us is simply a “type.” They were human: multifaceted, complex, fallible, frangible. Correction! They are human because death does not erase our humanity.

The saints of that reredos stand on their pedestals and rise in layers above the high altar. In the Lady chapel the statue of Mary stands upon a plinth that raises her far above anyone’s head, and as her face is turned upwards she becomes all the more transcending. If the saints are our fellow congregants why do we put them upon pedestals? Yes, most of them we know because their devotion to Christ and church have caused us to look up to them as exemplars of faith. But they are not, as it were, in some space above us. In the narthex a statue of Christ towers above those who enter. Yet, he is the one in whom God has elected to be the fullness of our humanity, and to be is our midst. Here we are faced with the limitations of art. A picture, or a pedestal, may be able to say a thousand words, but there are times when more than a thousand are needed. Creating a sacred space is an art. However, once the work of art has been created it becomes to a certain degree something concrete. Therein it potentially becomes as delimiting of the whole truth as doctrine when it becomes doctrinaire. The depiction of any reality can never be confined to one point of view. This is particularly true when the matter is the spirituality that is the heart and soul of reality. The creeds and great doctrines are terse outlines we need to stay within, but within those boundaries there is almost endless room for the reflection of layering, shapes, shades, contours and colours. Were this not the case all theologizing would have ended with the letters of Paul, and structures for worship and celebratory rites would never have evolved. Putting Christ and his saints “up there” because he is our Lord and they our exemplars is a valid move. But we cannot leave them there in isolation from the fact that they are in their very holiness “humbled,” literally down to earth, and so with us. If Christ is with us until the end of time, if Christ as Emmanuel is God-with-us, then so too are the saints whose lives are hidden in his.

There is that wonder-stirring verse from the Epistle to the Hebrews that we so often use to begin prayers on the feasts of saints: “Seeing that we are encompassed by so great a cloud of witnesses…” We are wrapped in the company of the saints. Whensoever we pray we are at one with the saints who are in ceaseless and devoted care for the world and the church, in worship evermore con-forming themselves to Christ, in adoration evermore falling into the love that is God. There is no solitary prayer or moment of devotion. One Spirit speaks through all prayer. One Spirit binds all that pray, binds all them that turn, even in silence, towards that ineffable power that upholds all creation. We are never alone. We are the Body of Christ, a community of many parts, many roles, many facets, many centuries moving through time and space, but ever and forever one being.

Without this holy community Holy Communion becomes but a ceremony. The sacrament exists to make a real and relatable community. That does not mean everyone needs to be on intimate terms with everyone else. But we each and all need to be open towards one another, care for and about one another. In the doctrine of the Trinity the Father and Son know and care for one another such that they breathe out the dynamic of love that is the Spirit. It is a community of persons bounded in living knowing and devotion. If the church is to be something more than an institution it requires that same dynamic. It needs to reflect that divine dynamic. Only when communion and community combine, only when Holy Communion is allowed to create a holy, as holistic, community does there appear that dynamic that makes church a visible, vivid, and vivifying presence of God in the world.

The parish is the cell in which that dynamic, that spirit, that Holy Spirit is meant to take root and manifest. It is the time and space in which that cosmic sweep of God’s devotion to his creation has the human scope and scale to become sanctified humanity constantly coalescing and adapting to the outpouring of his grace, his presence in the world for the world. In this endeavour, this mission, we were joined not only one to another but to that singular sweep of disciples gone before us in ceaseless devotion to God and his work.

In my parish church we gather in the choir everyday for morning and evening prayers. Often there are only a few occupying those seats. Most of us know each other at least by name. Most of know at least by name the saints upon the reredos or the saint whose feast we might be keeping. And we ought to do better at that because we are a company, a companionship rich in history, rich in salvation’s history. We rightly remember the needs and cares of one another in our daily prayers because we care for and about one another. We rightly ask the prayers of the saints because they are our companions, our fellow congregants, our friends more certain perhaps than any on this shore. We rightly give thanks for them because by the light they have manifested we are helped along our way. We rightly honour the saints of history because we are called to be saints with them in eternity.

I am given to ponder what this world might be were every Christian soul to keep in mind that we are surrounded by saints ever there to aid us in our journey, ever in the presence of Jesus Christ reaching out his hand to heal us and guide us.

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A note on the Trinity

As an aside to a response I causally said: “Jung did not really understand the doctrine of the Trinity.” That merited the rather shocked reply: “Do you really want to say that.” After a reflective pause I said: “Yes.” The reader may, in consideration of my age, take that as sapience or senility.

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Allow me to begin with a caveat. Everything we poor mortals have to say ought to be bracketed with caveats. Everything we know, as St. Paul notes, is only in part. I am aware I may be misconstruing Jung. I have read Jung’s correspondence with learned theologs who could not see Jung’s differentiation between the imago Dei and the all-transcending Holy One. They seemed to think Jung was either denying the transcendent God or equating him with the immanence of God, the evolutionary providence and grace of God within his work.

On the other hand, I feel that whensoever Jung looks toward the doctrine of the Trinity he is blindsided by a predisposition to make symbols fit into a system. He has a certain propensity to want to see things grouped as threes and fours, as triangles and squares. Three persons and the symbolic depiction of the Trinity as an equilateral triangle read to him as something lesser in power than can be represented by the number four or a square. Thus, he thinks the wedding of Mary into the Divine Trinity gives it both the balance and the power it lacks. I have addressed my objection to this in Immortality.

We humans cannot comprehend the sacred Mystery that is the triune Godhead. We can and do devise designs, concepts, images to denote it, to on one level or another of our sentient, intuitive, and sometimes intelligent structure make it tangible. For centuries, the triangular symbol has worked. Admittedly, some found it wanting, particularly in depicting the dynamic of the divine life, and thus, there came the overlay of three interlocking elongated ellipses. Still others found the symbol-design wanting in wholeness, and thus the entire devise was set within a circle.

Jung felt time and the evolution of the human spirit were pressing for something more. He regarded the triangular notion lacked the dynamic necessary to the depiction of the Godhead. He conjectured the time was upon us for the introduction of the feminine back into the notion of the Sacred. We needed to be confronted with the symbolic power of a quaternity. Perhaps he was merely more prescient than most, and understood the need for the feminine within our singular humanity to express itself. Perhaps he was too human, and caught up in his discovery of the power of alchemy’s symbolism, the geometric designs behind its chemical compounds and formularies.

I will not disagree that we need to see the femininity of the Godhead. I will not disagree that we have made God in the image of our intellect and will to the disparagement of our sentient and intuitive powers. This has been, I believe, the source of a legion of difficulties.

The failure to see the feminine within the divine may be muchly a patriarchal prejudice. The insistence of theologs to see Father and Son as proper names rather than relational indicatives bolsters this. Any being who is pure “father” or pure “son” is all about intellect and order, all about the presumedly masculine “logos [order]” without the equally presumed femininity of “eros [relativity].” But the Father who is self-generative and generates his own perfect image cannot be pure logos. Generation indicates both eros and logos. The eternal Son is spoken of as the divine Logos, as the accomplishing word. But here again, logos is not pure order and reason. It is the creative word, and creativity brims with spontaneity and relativity. We need also to consider the dynamic that arises, that is “spirated [breathed out],” between the two: the Holy Spirit. This divine personality is all about relationship, about being able to see through things and hearts, and so is wisdom, about being able to accept the core reality of things and souls, and so is love. The Spirit binds the Father and Son. It is in its joyous breath of passion that the Godhead has its eternal, spinning dance, its perichoresis. It is the Spirit who empowers the movement into creation, into incarnation. It is conceptive. But relationship, wisdom, love, conception are feminine things. The Spirit is feminine. The Spirit is the feminine face of God.

It is precisely here that Mary enters the picture. Because of her intimate connection with the Holy Spirit she is, one is tempted to say naturally, the face of the Spirit. Yet, herein resides a danger. Mary, who undoubtedly—with every Christian soul—shares co-operation with the Spirit, and in the Christhood of her divine Son, is given a singular status that no other can match. Suddenly humanity and the benefits of our singular salvation are ranked. Who can compare to Mary? She becomes the portal to heaven, the mediatrix. Thereby the mediatorship of her Son is removed from immediacy to the soul. The entire triunity of the Godhead becomes destabilised. She is due honour, but so also every soul that by the power of the Spirit says yes to God’s plan made manifest in Jesus Christ, our one mediator and advocate, our singular interface with the Eternal One before whom all saints and angels bow in prayer and adoration.

The Western mind has intellectualized God, possibly to death. We look upon our rationality as the apex of creation or the end point of evolution, and from that exalted height depict God in our image. In so doing we blithely fail to see why the prohibition against false gods leads the commandments. We claim God is all-knowing and of an all-powerful will. But is not God’s print, God’s image in all of the created order? Was it not there in the first creative command, in the pure impulse of creation to be? Is not God to be sensed in the thrust of the first particle to take form? Is not the hand of God to be discerned in the birth of the first atom? Is it not there in the churning of mountains, in the grinding weight of glaciers? Is it not there in the thirst of the first cell to replicate, in the heaving of the waves, the whirling drive of the galaxies? Is it not there in the buzzing of the bee, the prowling of the lion, the chirping of the bird? Is not God’s print to be known in the primitive, primal urge, the founding, pulsing throb to continue. This is important to note because wrapped up in all of that primal power is our intuitiveness, our palpating interconnectedness, our sentience, our sensibility, our sensuality, our sexuality. Our glorification of ourselves as intelligent and volitional beings robs God and reality of those aspects of being. Repressed or suppressed from the notion of self they manifest themselves in our bodies, our relationships, our world as all manner of ills. They cannot be denied. They will not be pushed to the side as inconveniences any more than they will be exalted to the detriment of reason and the power of will. Repressed or suppressed from our notions of the divine they manifest a God who is all about right and wrong, and with that wrath and judgement. It is a God who is all “logos,” law and order. It is a God without Spirit. Therein a feminine force needs to be found to bring feelings, mercy, tenderness, love. And thus appear Mary, her fellow saints, and the calls to the tender side of Jesus’ humanity to rectify the God-image we in the faux apotheosis of self have created.

I am aware there will be some who will object that the print of God in the created order is not the same as the imago Dei in man. Perhaps it is not. However, it is that very imprint of creativity that expresses itself in man as the image of the divine. The rational and volitional powers in man do not exist in abstraction from the temporal flow of the creative Word. There would be in man no reason and will without there first being set into creation their foundations in pure need, urge, impulse, desire, instinct. Reason and will without these aspects of our psyche and physis are nothing more than an absentmindedness at best, hubris at worst. To look upon reason and will in God without understanding these architectonic structures inherent in reason and will is deeply problematic. It expresses an inauthentic vision of the Holy. Thereby God becomes unrelatable to everything in man that touches upon the non-rational and spontaneous.

I would propose that were there the necessity to redesign a symbol of the Trinity appropriate to the age we might look to the double helix of the DNA model. In such a model Father and Son would each be a helical power whose dynamic spin is the Spirit. Note, this is not a static system. It is the living God we seek to express. If the Logos, the Son, is the perfect image of the Father, then the Father is the Prime Logos. But this generation of the Son is an eternal action. And the interaction of the two is likewise an eternal action, and the action, the breathless breathing of one into the other is their relationship, their relatedness, their Eros. That Eros does not arise out of something other than the divine, eternally pulsing energy. Thus, there is no Logos without Eros. The passion, the flame, the sheer and sheering light of God that is the Spirit is set eternally in the very who and what of the Godhead. For man, eros and logos are ideational opposites. In God they are one reality. Man wants order, desires the surety of logos, and pines for the relational power of eros. God knows them as one, as the Logos of Eros, as the Order of Love.

It is an image. It has, I believe, possibilities. And I hasten to add, there is no symbol of the Sacred One that can stand alone. I have spoken of God as a singularity, a black hole into whose unseeable mystery we by faith fall. Scripture speaks of God as hidden in impenetrable light. Those pictures seeming stand at opposite ends of a spectrum. And a spectrum is necessary. Yet, an infinitely stretched spectrum could not capture the Divine. God always transcends whatsoever we can imagine or concoct. The issue is not to comprehend God, but to allow God to be God—the impenetrable source of us, the Mystery at the root of the mystery of us. Indeed, we need to confess that we are at base as much a mystery to ourselves as to each other, such is the depth of the living imprint, imago Dei within.

Transforming the trinity in the quaternity strikes me as moving in a very unacceptable direction. Triangularity does not make for an effete symbol. Jung’s analyses of fairy tales and countless dreams attest to this. Triangles have room to move, adapt, transform, be tangential. A square or a cube is interesting, but it is closed upon itself. It can serve as a building block, but like the circle cannot move beyond itself. It is a finished system. God is never complete, never a closed system, until his creation and his incarnation into it reach the end, until the new heaven and earth are accomplished in Christ’s placing the whole of the redeemed creation into his hands.

Modern man does not require a new symbol of God. Modern man needs to come again before the Triune God, and to find there in its supernal and everlasting form the yearnful, the creative, the nurturing, the redemptive, the impassioned, the wise, the eternally entwining logos and eros that give dynamic to every soul.

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Day of wrath and doom impending

 “Day of wrath and doom impending…” Thus begins the Dies irae, the sequence hymn sung between the readings of the old Requiem Mass. It was always a moment that stopped and startled the grieving mind. The plangent pleas for rest eternal and mercy were suddenly met with the bone quivering righteousness of our feeble place before the incomprehensible majesty of the thrice holy God Almighty. Alas, we no longer sing this dirge at funerals. God knows, perhaps sadly, that we are caught up in the socially adjudicated notion that we ought no longer to mourn at funerals. Yes, a tear may flow here and there. But we are increasingly by world, and it would seem by the church as well, programmed to celebrate a life lived. Let us, they say, look to all the good of this soul departed, to all good things this soul accomplished, to all the things this soul bore, to all the trials it overcame.

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St. Mary

On occasion I have attempted to gain a feel for the personality of a favoured author by reading a collection of his correspondence. In most cases I have learned only of his patience. Letter after letter the poor soul is forced to reiterate positions that had been patently put. Alas, those to whom they had to be retold and defended were fellow scholars. I often wondered had they actually read the text they were questioning. Are we simply so hungry for information that we scan our way through life, and see and hear that which we feel we ought to see and hear? How often have I sent a text saying something in the order of: “I am free for lunch any day this week except Tuesday” and then received the reply: “Great, Tuesday! —What time?” 

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Doctrines, Creeds, and Carl Jung

More than a dozen years ago I began posting replies to inquires concerning religion. Most of those early reflections consisted of the re-editing of previous works. As time went on I realized many questions were raised because the philosophical backgrounds to the enunciations of church teachings were not understood. To ameliorate that situation I undertook a brief review of Western philosophy. The focus was upon the theories concerning how we come to formulate our knowledge of things, and how those evolving theories have created nuances in our ongoing talk of God and soul. However, as I continued to reflect upon responses to my work I realized the philosophical approach to the items of religion was not resonating in the ruminations of the general public. Most are not given to see the world as a subset of substance and accidents, matter and form. I began, therefore, to turn increasingly towards the considerations of Jung in his analysis of the psyche, the soul. Surely, everyone could introspect and realize that there is within each an animating power of conflicting forces and seemingly infinite depth, and that in so doing could come to see them as reflected in the teachings of the Christian faith. In this sense the doctrines and creeds, and indeed their enactment in ritual, are projections of the workings of psyche. They, in a sense, constitute the story of soul and how it functions.

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Peace on earth?

Shepherds tend their flocks by night. The very glory of God encompasses them, and they are rightly filled with fear. An angel appears to comfort them. “Fear not! I bring to you good news, news that will be a great joy to you and to all people.” So great is this news and its attendant joy that the heavens seem to burst open. There is suddenly a multitude of heavenly beings proclaiming: “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will towards men” (Luke 2). Something momentous is happening. In this world of conflict, oppression, war, and strife, in this world, then as now, so often bereft of joy and comfort, in this world so often robbed of the material means of security, of the spiritual grounds for happiness, here in a bed of straw the least influential men are told to find the one who will be the peace and joy of the earth. Here they are told to find God bound in cloths, bound in infancy, bound in humanity. Again, all this to the least influential of men.

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The Purposefulness of the Symbol

The symbol is not a mere sign. It is an exogeric mechanism created by the psyche to convey a reality that the individual needs to be met with in the processes of individuation yet cannot directly confront nor be confronted with due to the foundational nature of the reality being transmitted and the immensity of that reality. The symbol is then coded information scaled to the communicational capacities of the recipient, purposefully and continually transmitting information, and therein attempting the incremental transformation of the recipient according to both the willful receptivity of the recipient and the underlying purposefulness of the transmission for the integral well-being of the recipient. The symbol is thus a means of growth into wholeness. It is not something that can be grasped intellectually or emotionally. Rather, it is the platform that seeks to inform, to form, to format, an ever-maturing intellection and emotionality. Its goal is not knowledge, be that of intellectual, emotional, or intuitive nature. Its purpose is the integration of the individual into the fullness of selfhood, into wisdom, into, literally, homo-sapiens.

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