Wednesday, October 31, 2012

Big Man in Presbytery


This last summer, the 40th General Assembly of the Presbyterian Church in America came down solidly against the practice of intinction; that is, partaking of the Lord’s Supper by dipping the bread into the cup rather than eating the bread and then drinking from the cup. In an essay entitled “Adiaphora and Intinction” found on byFaith, the Rev. Terry Johnson argues against intinction not on Biblical grounds, but because it is out of accord with our inherited presbyterian and reformed practice.

While many might find this line of argument of objectionable, preferring only Biblical arguments, I do not. I suspect Mr. Johnson agrees with the PCA’s 40th GA that intinction fails on Scriptural grounds because our Lord prayed over and distributed the two elements separately; I myself find that observation compelling. Appealing to our presbyterian tradition is a subordinate form of argumentation, but is entirely legitimate when one wishes to find support for a main point. As Mr. Johnson notes, in 1 Corinthians 11:2-16, the Apostle Paul himself presents precisely this form of argument: a practice is unlawful according to Biblical revelation, and is also out of conformity with the custom of the Churches.

Mr. Johnson goes on to suggest intinction is motivated by an unwise desire to celebrate the Lord’s Supper weekly, counter to Puritan and Scottish Presbyterian practice of less frequent “communion seasons,” in which the sacrament is preceded with a week or so of special services in which the preaching exhorts listeners to prepare themselves to receive the elements. This is in fact his main point, as he concludes, "Attempts to alter established practices in order to rush the administration of the Lord’s Supper are, from the perspective of Reformed Protestantism, both theologically and pastorally dubious." This comes as no surprise from a pastor who has made his reputation as something of an Old School presbyterian and strong proponent of the regulative principle of worship.

So far, so much to be expected, until one reads the biographical note after the essay’s conclusion: “Terry Johnson is senior pastor of Independent Presbyterian Church in Savannah, Ga.” Mr. Johnson serves a congregation which has made an oxymoron its very name. How is it, then, that he can admonish the readers of byFaith to adhere to traditional reformed practices when he has evidently failed to persuade his own congregation to abandon the manifestly anti-presbyterian custom of independency?

Very simply, because Mr. Johnson is a Big Man in the PCA. "Big Man Syndrome" is not peculiar to the PCA (although it sadly is a celebrated feature of the culture of those native to the American South), as any number of Big Men can be found in the assemblies of all reformed and presbyterian communions. The Big Man, by virtue of his position, is above criticism and so can freely, and without any apparent sense of irony, admonish others for failing to live by standards he himself would appear to be unacquainted with in personal practice. In Mr. Johnson's case, he is so convinced that weekly communion is unwise that he appeals to a traditon which more vigorously anathematizes his own pastoral position than it does intinction, and byFaith, not The Onion, runs the article.

With Mr. Johnson, I'd like to see presbyterians more self-consciously maintain our traditions (although I believe the regulative principle of worship favors weekly communion over less frequent celebrations). But first, we have to recognize and repent of the corruption introduced into the Church by deferring to the Big Man. Until we do, the traditions of men will continue to triumph over the traditions received from the apostles.

Friday, October 26, 2012

Privatized religion's incoherence


My ears perked up when I heard a self-described evangelical defend recent comments by Indiana senatorial candidate Richard Murdouck, in which he acknowledged God's role in bringing about human life even in cases of rape and incent, on NPR's Morning Edition today. Sadly (and perhaps not surprisingly, given the venue), after Amy Sullivan explained that finding God at work in the worst of circumstances is a staple of both Christian and Jewish theology, she proceeded to reject this doctrine in favor of a god who is not involved in, much less in control of, all events in his creation.

Perhaps more surpisingly, Ms. Sullivan went on to explain that a politician should not impose his moral convictions, derived from religious beliefs, upon others. Ms. Sullivan views these religious beliefs as being merely personal decisions which, given their private character, cannot, by definition, be made normative for other people.

This is a passingly odd position for an evangelical to take. When I traveled in evangelical circles during my eccentric youth, Christ's death as a substitute for sinners was a doctrinal staple. For that to be true, all humanity must be fallen and sinful, and every person has fallen short of God's moral standards which apply universally. That is, if the Christian Gospel is true, it is true only because God has imposed objective moral standards on his creatures; on that principle, a politician might very reasonably argue that abortion violates those standards. Privatized religion simply does not cohere with the public character of the Christian Gospel.

If one wishes to have the Gospel, then there are universal moral standards which a politician might legitimately seek to apply to our nation's laws. In other words, if one believes religious convictions are entirely private, one cannot have the Gospel.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Which of you people say you live in a flat?


The BBC website ran this article on the rise of "Britishisms" in America. With regard to about half of these terms, they're not so much Britishisms as slang terms which happen to be current on both sides of the Atlantic. With regard to the other half: if you're saying "loo," stop.

Right now.

Monday, October 15, 2012

The supportive expectant father


As Mrs. Curmudgeon will happily testify, I always extremely helpful and supportive.

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Neighbors act to preserve urban blight


Since the University of Colorado moved its hospital, and everything else even vaguely medical, to just south of Chez Curmudgeon in lovely Aurora, Colorado (there's a Family Dollar right across the street for your shopping convenience!), its former campus at 9th Street and Colorado Boulevard in Denver has stood vacant, providing a perfect breeding ground for vermin and spirits with unfinished business from their terminal hospital stays. Plans centered on a new Wal-Mart had been in work to redevelop the site, but thanks in part to the vociferous opposition of its prospective neighbors, those have been kiboshed.

Which is a great relief, as Denver has diminishingly few scary places in which Stephen King could plausibly set a novel.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Man dies after cockroach-eating competition


Anecdotes and illustrations can sometimes threaten to overwhelm a sermon, but that's not why I use so few. The truth is, I can't come up with them. That's why I find preaching the Proverbs so delightful: real life provides more illustrations of folly than I could ever use in an entire homiletical career.

Monday, October 8, 2012

Christianity & rabbinic Judaism: Twins


On his blog, Peter Leithart summarizes Daniel Boyarin's argument that Christianity and rabbinic (read: modern-day) Judaism are both successors to Temple/Old Testament Judaism, rather than the latter being a kind of parent to the former. It's a historical argument I've often made, one to which Boyarin and Leithart add some interesting theological observations.

Friday, October 5, 2012

Pa Curmudgeon yanks my chain


Pa Curmudgeon sent me this article from the Willamette Week, in which the editors attempt to determine the state with the best beer. According the rules of the contest, Colorado (which, as we all know, has a beer culture vastly superior to that of Portland Oregon) came out pretty low, entirely because Fat Tire was chosen to represent the Centennial State. Well, duh.

Not surprisingly, Oregon came out in the top 10, represented by a porter. This is interesting, as the rules of the contest state, "Most candidates are the best-selling local brews in their homeland." A porter is the best-selling local brew in Oregon. Who knew?

While I disdain Fat Tire just as much as the next guy, let me take this opportunity to defend New Belgium. Its flagship product is nothing to write home about, but much of its output is. A few months ago I discovered Belgo IPA, a Belgian-styled IPA. Generally, I find Belgian ales overly yeasty and off-putting, but when combined with IPA hoppiness, this beer intrigues me to no end. I can't say I love it, but I find it endlessly fascinating, a challenge to which I want to keep coming back.

And no, it doesn't taste like Fat Tire.

Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Pulpit Freedom Sunday


God help us, it's come to this.

A group called "United in Purpose," which somehow has gotten access to my e-mail address, has organized "Pulpit Freedom Sunday." This coming Lord's Day, October 7, pastors are encouraged to advise their congregations how to vote.

If nothing else, I agree with the organizers that these are dire times and our congregants desperately need to hear how Biblical principles apply to their lives. So I'll be preaching the Gospel.

During both the morning and evening services.