16 January 2025

Are we agents of Lucifer?

Source: Matthew D. Taylor, The Violent Take it by Force: The Christian Movement that is Threatening our Democracy

[Lance] Wallnau dabbed frankincense oil onto foreheads, anointing voters into God’s army. Another speaker said that Kamala Harris would be a “devil in the White House.” Others cast Democrats as agents of Lucifer, and human history as a struggle between the godless forces of secular humanism and God’s will for humankind. [Johan's highlighter.]

—Stephanie McCrummen in The Atlantic, The Army of God Comes Out of the Shadows: Tens of millions of American Christians are embracing a charismatic movement known as the New Apostolic Reformation, which seeks to destroy the secular state."

I've been following the mutually exploitive alliance between the segment of Christians sometimes labeled the "New Apostolic Reformation" and all three of Donald Trump's presidential campaigns. About a year ago, I linked to this article by Paul Rosenberg in Salon concerning this movement. The Salon article focused on a book by André Gagné and did a pretty good job in covering the origins and leadership of the NAR.

Then, last week, The Atlantic published Stephanie McCrummen's article on "The Army of God..." from which came my opening quotation. She provides some valuable updates to Rosenberg's Salon article. More importantly, she paints vivid pictures of what the movement looks like on the ground, among people who may not even know that they're part of an academically-labeled New Apostolic Reformation, but have absorbed the goals and culture and clichés of the movement.

Some of this same territory is covered by Keira Butler in the November-December Mother Jones. Her article's title is clearly designed to alarm (as was McCrummen's article!): "Christian Nationalists Dream of Taking Over America. This Movement Is Actually Doing It." Subtitle: "The New Apostolic Reformation is 'the greatest threat to US democracy you've never heard of.'"

Neither Butler nor McCrummen had the space to provide all the details and nuances I might have wanted to see in coverage of the New Apostolic Reformation, but they're among the best surveys I've seen in secular media.

I have a few reflections on all these efforts to wake us up to the dangers of this movement.

What do I mean by "movement"? I'm being purposefully vague. Matthew Taylor, on the Straight White American Jesus Podcast, says that "The New Apostolic Reformation is a network of networks." The diagram at the top of this post shows how he locates the movement within the map of U.S. Christians—nested within the "Apostolic and Prophetic movements," in turn nested within Independent (nondenominational) Charismatics, who are nested within Pentcostal-charismatic movements" (which themselves cross boundaries among Protestant, Roman Catholic, and Orthodox lines). To some extent the "networks" are among leaders, and many participants may not know exactly how their church or pastor links up with the larger movement.

How many people, and what proportion of U.S. Christendom, are we talking about? Matthew Taylor's diagram is not intended to be statistically proportional. Paul Djupe at Denison University has gathered some startling statistics, indicating that well over half of U.S. evangelical Christians, plus substantial numbers of non-evangelicals, agree with most of the main ideas held by people in the NAR. For example, the statement "There are demonic 'principalities' and 'powers' who control physical territory" finds agreement among 69% of surveyed evangelicals and 40% of non-evangelicals.

Are there any Quaker ties to this movement? I'm sure there are individuals who identify with it, but as far as I can tell, no yearly meeting or wider association does so. C. Peter Wagner, sometimes credit with giving the movement its name, has been influential among some Quakers in the USA. Our adult Sunday school class at First Friends, Richmond, Indiana, used his book, Your Spiritual Gifts Can Help Your Church Grow, back in the early 1980's, and found it very helpful. It was originally published well before he became known for advocating the ideas behind the NAR.

Peter Wagner and John Wimber (montage, source.)

You might wonder about John Wimber (former Friends pastor and co-founder of the Vineyard denomination) and NAR, given the close partnership between Peter Wagner and John Wimber, particularly at Fuller Seminary. Wimber's widow, Carol Wimber-Wong, put it in her own tart way: "John didn't believe any of that crap." In that interview, she went on to say, "And he loved Peter.... But they didn't agree on that one point. John couldn't find it in the Scriptures." This clip of a conversation (less than a minute long) is worth viewing. It might help to explain why I personally have never caught a whiff of NAR in the few Vineyard churches I've visited.

When Carol died, earlier this month, the church lost a woman of wit, grace, intelligence, and clarity. This tribute to her includes a video interview with her, in which, among other things, she talked about the Quaker context at the beginning of John Wimber's ministry.

Why have many people "never heard" of NAR? To risk a generalization, the loudest and most obnoxious Christian celebrities have done a lot to make our Christian "good news" seem more like "bad news." People may admire Jesus himself and acknowledge the quiet ministries of care and healing carried out over the world in his name, but the whole subculture of theatrics and condemnation described in McCrummen's and Butler's articles must strike many nonparticipants as grotesque or repulsive, if they notice it at all. Some of that inevitably colors their attitude to Christianity as a whole.

The supernatural claims connected with that subculture's Pentecostal/charismatic context are no doubt part of that perceived grotesqueness. That's a loss. Evil does exist; so do principalities and powers, and demonic strongholds where systemic social injustice has become embedded in very specific territories. I plead for the concepts of spiritual warfare and the "Lamb's War" even as I refuse to use these concepts and vocabulary to slander my political opponents. In the Lamb's War, we don't search for enemies, we search for prisoners—and do everything we can collectively to free them.

(Don't we?)


For the record, we Democrats are not agents of Lucifer. (That is, not by virtue of being Democrats!)


Related:

Wikipedia's interesting survey of the New Apostolic Reformation.

"I was a bit nervous about using the language of spiritual warfare in this post."

George Fox on overcoming corruption.

Ted Grimsrud: Reading the Bible in light of the Lamb's War.

After five years in Russia, graduation shorts.


On the death of our Friend Simon Lamb.

Sociologist Yevhen Holovakha on how Ukrainians' views of the war have been changing.

Benjamin Wittes and Holly Berkley Fletcher on the theology of the Pete Hegseth hearing: Where evangelical culture and porn culture meet; exaggerating credentials or anointing?; repetition of the phrase "warrior ethos."

Contrarian street evangelist: Trump is the antichrist.

Finally, here is a transcript of Joseph Biden's farewell address, including urgent warnings about oligarchy and the defense of democracy. Alternate link (in case it disappears from the White House Web site in a few days!).


McKinley James with one of my favorite Junior Wells songs:

09 January 2025

"You helped five people today"

What do platelets do? "The ligands, denoted by letter L, signal for platelets (P) to migrate towards the wound (Site A). As more platelets gather around the opening, they produce more ligands to amplify the response. The platelets congregate around the wound in order to create a cap to stop blood flow out of the tissue." Source.

I went into the Red Cross platelet center at 11:30 this morning. A little bit after 2 p.m., while I was being disconnected from the apheresis machine that had extracted my platelets and plasma from my blood, the phlebotomist said to me, "You hit the maximum. Three units of platelets, and two units of plasma. You helped five people today."

Looking at what is going on in the world, and what we can anticipate for this new year, I wonder if you and I have some of the same concerns and preoccupations. I've sometimes found my grip on my usual optimism weakening at times. Just as one tiny example: as Los Angeles burns, our president-elect feels it is appropriate to call California's governor "Gavin Newscum."

**Sigh.**

With all of these figurative and literal firestorms around the world weighing on my mind, I can't deny it: the apheresis technician's words were a consolation.

A bit of background: for the last few years, I've been giving platelets at the Red Cross center on North Vancouver in Portland, Oregon, twice a month when we're in town, and when I don't have some disqualifying medical stuff going on. This blood component is in great demand but has a very short shelf life (five days, including the time needed for safety testing). You can donate platelets to the Red Cross up to 24 times a year, at intervals as short as a week between visits. The interval between plasma donations is longer—for me, it's every second platelet visit.

Kind words from the staff and volunteers are balm for the soul, but I admit I also like the practical incentives. Probably half my tee shirt collection is from the Red Cross, along with an assortment of other useful merchandise—a tote bag, backpack, duffel bag, hip pack, insulated mug, umbrella, and some unique socks.

On most occasions, a gift certificate, which I use for books, also follows shortly after the donation session. Right now, donors are also being awarded a chance to get Superbowl tickets. People of greater spiritual maturity than I have can decline such incentives to increase the benefit to the Red Cross.

Part of the reason we platelet donors are appreciated is that (according to the Red Cross publicity materials) less than one percent of the population donates platelets. Many people probably don't know the value of platelets, but among those who do, one discouraging factor may be the fact that for two hours or more the donor must stay more or less immobile, with blood being drawn from one arm and returned into the other. During that process, neither arm can be moved, and the fist on the outbound side needs to squeeze a rubber ducky (no noisemaker!) or similar squeezy item every few seconds—so no napping.

Maybe you're thinking, a two-hour motionless period ought to be no sweat for a Quaker, but the honest truth is that for most of my visits as a donor, I've not been observing traditions of spiritual discipline as they're usually conceived. I've been streaming old episodes of Frasier on my tablet. Our donation center has very good Wi-Fi. I can usually watch about six episodes in one sitting.

Once out of every five or ten visits, I get turned down during the mini-checkup before the procedure. Usual reason: low iron (minimum score for men is 13, for women is 12.5). Sometimes my pulse is running slowly; the minimum beats per minute is 50. There are also minimums and maximums for blood pressure.

Today I was listening to the Red Cross receptionist as she welcomed a first-time platelet donor. The newcomer explained that, at work, he gets a four-day weekend every month, which gives him an opportunity to become a regular monthly donor. If you're in a similar situation, maybe I'll see you there. Together we can boost the number of people who get the plasma and platelets they need to recover ... or simply stay alive.


My unofficial comments about donating platelets are from my own personal experience and don't cover every aspect of eligibility and procedures. For those details, go directly to the Red Cross.


Krista Alvarez remembers Norval Hadley. I first met Norval during his years at World Vision. Some years later, at a prayer concert, we had a conversation about the 1994 bloodbath in Rwanda, and he said that he regretted that Quaker evangelism in central Africa had not put sufficient emphasis on the peace testimony. His memorable words about the importance of Quaker discipleship: "The body reflects the beauty of the Head."

Greg Morgan on endocarditis and difficult encounters in chaplaincy: "We're all human."

Conscientious objection: how can we Quakers support our young people? A Quaker Religious Education Collaborative conversation circle, scheduled for January 21 and 23.

Meanwhile in Russia, you may have noticed that "the number of words you can say keeps shrinking."


Jimmy Carter's state funeral at the National Cathedral, and private funeral at Maranatha Baptist Church, Plains, Georgia. Video coverage is available on the C-SPAN Web site.

Today, here in the USA, it's a national day of mourning for Jimmy Carter. I saw parts of the state funeral in Washington, DC, and the private funeral in Plains, Georgia. Here was a man who helped millions, both spiritually and practically (if such a distinction exists).

Heather Cox Richardson summarizes the day.

John Fea: "There was a different kind of 'power' on display here."

At the funeral in Plains, Joanna Maddox sings "Let There Be Peace on Earth..."

02 January 2025

A haunting dream

Waffen-SS recruitment poster (detail).
See full graphic below.

The young man walked toward me with a smile, shook my hand, and said, "I'm on your side."

His next statement, however, was not reassuring: "Hitler has seen some of your letters."

For an instant, I felt flattered that someone as high up as the Fuehrer had taken notice of me. The next moment I felt the full flush of horror. Wasn't this young man supposed to be part of the Resistance? And what year was this, anyway!?

This dream (in my first night of dreams in 2025) had started innocuously enough. I was on a train, expecting to see a familiar face when I got to my destination, Stuttgart. It was a familiar context: I often have dreams in which my grandparents appear—my father's parents or my mother's parents, depending on whether I'm dreaming of Norway or Germany.

I stepped off the train and went into the waiting room, looking around for my grandmother. She wasn't there. Once again, I scanned the people on the wooden benches, looking for anyone familiar, and that's when the young man approached me.

It was confusing. I had the strong impression that he was indeed an ally, a part of the resistance against fascism, but why did he mention the chief fascist himself? And why did that young man look so strikingly like a stereotypical "master race" poster child?

Before I could untangle my confusion, the dream came to an end. However, unlike most of my dreams, I remembered this one with crystal clarity, so I continued to try sorting it out.

Source.  
My first question: where did that young man come from? I think the image came from a recruiting placard for the German occupation forces in Norway, specifically for their SS forces and their "Norwegian Legion."I had seen this placard before, most recently at the impressive Norwegian Resistance Museum in Oslo last July. The invitation to join the common fight against Bolshevism is based on a blatant visual appeal to a myth of racial solidarity. The explicit identification of their mutual enemy was "Bolshevism," but, in Nazi usage, that political term often signified "the Jews."

Here are some other influences that probably went into the creation of my confusing dream:

As the 80th anniversary of World War II's end approaches, I've kept up my usual reading habits, which have always included a proportion of books about that war, its roots and its aftermath. After all, that war and its associated deportations and migrations resulted in my hybrid Norwegian-German family. Last week, for example, I read Eight Days in May: The Final Collapse of the Third Reich, by Volker Ullrich, the most detailed account I've seen of this period.

My recent reading also included the powerful story of Daniel Finkelstein's mother and father, Two Roads Home: Hitler, Stalin, and the Miraculous Survival of My Family. Finkelstein's mother Mirjam and her family were caught in Nazi Germany's mass brutality and the Holocaust, all of which the author describes in heart-stopping detail. This amazing story is interwoven with the equally miraculous survival of the author's Polish-born father Ludvik, who somehow survived Stalin's mass savagery. I cannot recommend this book highly enough, even though it puts us face to face with the reality of our human capacity for mass cruelty committed by leaders and followers and whole societies who all seemingly could have chosen differently.

Among the factors that seem to have reliably fueled this cruelty is racism in all its demonic forms, of which antisemitism has played a persistent and outsized role for many generations. All of these forms are rooted in the primordial sin of objectification, which to my sorrow and distress as a follower of Jesus, seems to have found expressions in today's white Christian nationalism, and not just in the USA.

The other sources for the "resistance" theme of my dream are no doubt the stabbing heartaches of the daily news: the genocide (as Amnesty International names it ... and I'm persuaded) in the Gaza Strip, committed by the armed forces of a nation that acts with near-total impunity; and then there's the ongoing "special military operation" in Ukraine, committed in the lethal service of a "great power," its leadership, and its "Russian World" mythology; in short, a gang whose other organizing principle seems to be to embezzle money and natural resources from its own population while suppressing most means of protest.

Add to all that: the uncertainties of our post-January 20 USA, with a new administration whose saving feature so far seems to be its own internal contradictions.

I have a feeling that there are going to be some more interesting dreams in my future. I'll keep looking for my grandmother ... and for the resistance.


Latest United Nations reports on the humanitarian situation in the Gaza Strip and the West Bank. Your tax dollars at work. And since that last OCHA report: Israeli air strikes hit "safe zone."

What are the odds that artificial intelligence will wipe out the human race in the next 30 years? Ask Geoffrey Hinton.

Taylor Hansen on the night of the birth of Jesus: "Break the Silence"—it's the first item in this newsletter.

What's "too political" for a church? One congregation with a vision of unity is trying to find out.

Nancy Thomas's favorite books of 2024.


Rerunning a sweet favorite: the late Little Arthur Duncan with Illinois Slim, "Scratch My Back."

26 December 2024

Digesting 2024

Aurlandsfjord in July.

As usual, in this last post of the year, I've picked out twelve blog posts from this past year as a sampling of what I've been up to on this site during the year. This was the year "Can You Believe?" celebrated its twentieth birthday. (Today's post is number 1,110.) I'm grateful for your company and always eager to hear your own thoughts and responses.


JANUARY: Pure intention, part three: Fox, Penn, and deconstruction.

Back in 1974, as an enthusiastic new Quaker, I was eagerly immersing myself in the journals of George Fox and John Woolman, the book of discipline of London Yearly Meeting, Barclay's Apology, and William Penn's Key, along with the other writings and tracts that I mentioned here. Something in this material struck me in a new way today. Maybe it occurred to you a long time ago! But here's what I realized: the early Quakers might strike us now as staunch defenders of Christian faith, but they themselves did an enormous amount of deconstructing. And they did so at great cost and risk.

Full post.


FEBRUARY: Saying goodbye to Aleksei Navalny.

Navalny at a court hearing in February 2021:

This teaching—“Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be satisfied”—appears somehow esoteric and odd, but in fact it is the central political doctrine in modern Russia. Your Honor, what is it, this phrase or slogan, the most important political slogan in Russia? Where does power lie? Power lies in truth.

Full post.


MARCH: "...Nature cannot be fooled ..."

Sometimes I'm tempted to succumb to a doom mentality. For all we know, extinction might be inevitable no matter what we do. Countries and empires have come and gone, civilizations have perished, species have vanished. The planet itself will survive our misdeeds—as Richard Feynman reminded us in his famous appendix to the Rogers Commission investigation into the Challenger explosion, "... nature cannot be fooled." However, at some point even planets will vanish into their dying suns. Our loving Creator will archive us one way or another (I vote for "heaven"!) but, short of that, nothing about our long-term future is guaranteed.

Before I reject doom entirely (you knew I would, right?), I found this article in Scientific American intriguing: Beyond the Doom and Gloom, Here's How to Stimulate Climate Action, by Madalina Vlasceanu and Jay J. Van Bavel.

Full post.


APRIL: "Are Quakers part of the Church?"

Just to get a bit more argumentative.... Considering those Quakers who do not believe they're part of the larger Church: do they even see themselves as members of the larger Quaker family?

My understanding of the Quaker movement is that the first generation of Quakers decided to go to Christ directly instead of relying on the Christian establishment of their time. In turn, those founders told their descendants (us) that we could do the same. Along the way, we've learned a lot about what it means to rely on Christ at the center of our meetings, including the ethical consequences. But at the same time, the "establishment" and the other rebels and reformers who preceded and followed us have also been listening and learning—making discoveries and mistakes along the way, just as we have. That's what we are part of, not the creation of a whole new separate religion.

Full post.


MAY: Looking back at 1968, with the help of Doris Kearns Goodwin.

All of this drama might make for absorbing reading in the hands of any competent historian. But Doris and her husband had deep emotional stakes in retelling these stories for each other—and now Doris for us. They were eleven years apart in age, and at times their disagreements reflected their deepest political and personal allegiances—Richard to the Kennedy family, for example, although the example is an oversimplification; and Doris to LBJ. Many times they had different recollections or interpretations of important events, and their conversations seeking a fuller understanding are part of the sweet essence of the book. They recreate a half-generation of American politics where passionate advocacy for economic and social justice (despite all the hardball political maneuverings they recall together) was worth putting one's whole career on the line. Equally challenging for both of them were the times they had to insist on saying goodbye to a titanic political figure simply in order to reclaim one's own life.

Full post.


JUNE: The long defeat, part one.

God loves us but does not necessarily restrain our violent hand.

Of course it is true that we don’t necessarily know when God’s intervention did happen, only when it apparently didn’t. So God didn’t restrain the hands of Russian soldiers in Ukraine, though we have to wonder what happened in the minds and hearts of the thousands of soldiers who have apparently deserted since the full-scale invasion of Ukraine. And God didn’t prevent the loss of thousands of innocent children in the Gaza Strip since the Hamas attack. It just doesn’t seem right to me to say that all of us who prayed our little heads off for peace and reconciliation just weren’t using the right words, or we failed to mobilize enough people to pray enough times day and night to finally persuade God to act. Ever since we ate those apples in the Garden of Eden, too many of us humans think we know better than God how to fix conflicts by eliminating our enemies, and God hasn’t seen fit to set us all straight.

Full post.

Part two.


JULY: Exceptional shorts. (Quaker exceptionalism and Scandinavian exceptionalism.)

My late cousin Johan Fredrik Heyerdahl and I used to discuss some of the complexities and contradictions of Norwegian identity. My visit to Norway later this year will be my first since his death, and I'll intensely miss his wonderful company. I'm sure I'll have some good conversations with relatives and friends, but in the meantime I've started my preparations by reading Michael Booth's The Almost Nearly Perfect People: Behind the Myth of the Scandinavian Utopia.

Some of this territory was well covered by Robert Ferguson's excellent Scandinavians: In Search of the Soul of the North, which I briefly described in this post: "Shame is what turns societies around." What I like about Michael Booth's book is his undisguised irritation at the exaggerated admiration that the Scandinavian countries sometimes bask in.

Full post.


AUGUST: Religion and boredom.

In her important commentary on the passing of old-school church culture and what might be replacing it, Christianity after Religion: The End of Church and the Birth of a New Spiritual Awakening, Diana Butler Bass writes,

...[A]nger is not the only emotion people express when talking about religion. Many people are just bored. They are bored with church-as-usual, church-as-club, church-as-entertainment, or church-as-work. Many of my friends, faithful churchoers for decades, are dropping out because religion is dull, the purview of folks who never want to change or always want to fight about somebody else's sex life....

In all of the fifty years since I started attending weekly services, this has not been my experience at all; quite the opposite. However, I cheerfully acknowledge that I am a peculiar case—peculiarly unqualified to comment on Diana Butler Bass's assessment.

Before I deal with my disqualifications, I should acknowledge that she backs up her comments with statistical evidence of alienation from established religion, and that the trends she pointed to twelve years ago, when her book was published, have more or less continued along the same lines. (However, "boredom" isn't an explicit category in any of those statistics!)

Full post.


Tree of discipleship. Source.

SEPTEMBER: Growth for growth's sake.

If I honestly believe (backed by experience) that ...

  • Quaker faith and practice is a way of knowing and following God;
  • Our communities are trustworthy, leadership is based on spiritual gifts rather than social distinctions, and the pathways for new people to become members and leaders are made clear;
  • We have a message and a practice that is very different from the toxic agendas of white Christian nationalism and other distortions that have brought the word "Christian" into disrepute;
  • I have found healing and hope in this faith and the community it has shaped...

... then, shouldn't I feel an obligation to care about growth? I believe so. It seems urgent to me to work toward ensuring that our faith and the communities formed by that faith are accessible to anyone who might need that kind of community.

There is nothing about this obligation that requires me to exaggerate Quakers' virtues, or to conceal our defects. I certainly don't need to claim that no other faith communities are equally trustworthy or equally capable of healing and giving hope.

Full post.


OCTOBER: A song of quiet trust.

Psalm 131 (New Revised Standard Version)

1 O LORD, my heart is not lifted up,
    my eyes are not raised too high;
  I do not occupy myself with things
    too great and too marvelous for me.
2 but I have calmed and quieted my soul,
    like a weaned child with its mother;
    my soul is like the weaned child that is with me. 
[see note]
3 O Israel, hope in the LORD
    for this time on and forevermore.

[Note: Or my soul within me is like a weaned child]

... One of the reasons I am so fond of this psalm, especially in the context of preaching, is that it reminds me that, when I speak in meeting for worship, my job is to be faithful, not clever. My task is confined to two things: first, to point toward trustworthy sources of inspiration and vision, and, second, to suggest some implications of those sources as a way of encouraging you to do the same, to consider the implications for yourselves. It is not my purpose to do your work for you, to show off my own cleverness (as obvious as it is), or to one-up someone else, or to even hint that I’ve covered all the possibilities.

Full post.


NOVEMBER: Saying goodbye.

[Sarah] Rainsford's book encompasses the last years of Alexei Navalny's activism in Russia, his poisoning in 2020, followed by treatment in Germany and his return to Russia and immediate arrest on January 17, 2021, and, eventually his death in prison in February of this year, and his burial in Moscow. 


Navalny's own account of his life and activism, Patriot: A Memoir, also touched me at a personal level. I loved Sarah Rainsford's book in part because of something we share: a nearly lifelong interest in Russia, as students and then as visitors and residents. Both of us have had to wrestle with the realization that somehow Russia includes both a capacity for extraordinary humanity and self-sacrifice as well as a capacity for systemic cruelty on a mass scale, fueled by greed and assisted by centuries of dysfunctional relationships between those with power and everyone else.

At least that's what it looks like from the outside. Navalny, on the inside of this reality, seemed to have made a decision not to tolerate this contradiction. If Russia is to flourish, cruelty and arbitrary absolutism must be confronted and defeated. The first two-thirds of his book recounts how he came to this conclusion; the last part shows how he paid the price for his convictions, through his prison diaries and many of his Instagram posts right into this year.

Full post.

Also in November, some guest reflections from Judy Maurer on resources for Quaker discipleship from the early history of our movement, as we consider the repercussions from the U.S. presidential election.


DECEMBER: More on deconstruction and curiosity.

I was stunned by the painting's blatant colonialist condescension, an observation that I'm hardly the first to make! The original intention was surely to elevate piety and charity as noble characteristics of the Empire and its self-attributed civilizing mission. And if it were possible to neutralize the imperial agendas from Christian missionaries' work in the golden age of Western missions (some would say not possible!!), there were cumulative blessings in many places. (See Robert Woodberry's "The Missionary Roots of Liberal Democracy.")

But it's equally true, as historian Michael Ohajuru quotes in the "Black History Walks" Youtube video on that painting, "When England came to Africa, they had the Bible, we had the land. They said, 'Let us pray.' We closed our eyes. When we opened them, we had the Bible and they had the land."

Part of what shook me at the gallery was the realization that, had I been around in 1863, when this painting was first exhibited, I probably would not have been shocked....

Full post.


Richard Beck on the colonialism of disenchantment.

Is literacy in decline? Here's Karen Swallow Prior on how the church can help meet the need.

Michelle Boorstein considers the "prosperity gospel" and its influence on pro-Trump Latino voters. (Washington Post gift link.)

Becky Ankeny meditates on the meaning of the crucifixion and what it means for us: taking up the cross and dying, not necessarily "heroically" but by "ordinary virtue," by daily choice.


Sean "Mack" McDonald pays tribute to Albert King during this wonderful concert in France:

19 December 2024

From Scott Wagoner: Quakerism reimagined (a kind of open letter)

George Fox's pocket Bible. Photo by Judy Maurer.

Originally posted on Facebook (June 11) by Scott Wagoner. Used by permission.

Scott in front of the North Church Venue
Muncie, Indiana. Photo courtesy of Scott Wagoner.
QUAKERISM REIMAGINED (a kind of open letter) 

Tomorrow afternoon I'm having a coffee with a friend who wants to have a conversation around the future of Friends. Now, I've had many conversations in my Quaker journey around the "future of Friends", and they can seem the same and sometimes tiring. The gist of those conversations usually goes like this, "Quakers are outdated and no one understands us, so we need to get out from underneath the weight of our traditions and just be the church!" This is often code for "Let's just be a community church and not worry about our Quaker peculiarities." And often it's the last desperate move of a struggling Quaker meeting trying to find which magic level to pull or turn. 

But I've yet to be convinced that becoming a "community church" or generic is the way forward. And I'm not saying that because I'm in my early 60's and I'm opposed to innovation (at least I hope not). I'm not convinced of the "community church" or "generic" model mainly because I still feel—and am convinced—our world needs and hungers for the unique gifts we have to offer—peacebuilding, waiting worship and silence, equality, seeking a sense of the meeting (in other words, no voting), women and men in ministry, simplicity, and a faith that isn't cluttered with ceremony as well as pomp and circumstance. In fact, I'm even more convinced that when someone seeks out Quakers and attends a Quaker meeting and doesn't find any of these qualities present, they are a bit confused and often disappointed. It's a bit like false advertising—why have the "Quaker" sign out front if the product inside doesn't match what's advertised.

Having said all that, I'm also not convinced that a fascination with our history is also the way forward. The late Quaker Thomas Kelly challenged folks when he referred to present day Quakers as "paled-out remnants" of the original movement of the mid-1600s. He writes that we are, "...for the most part respectable, complacent, comfortable, with a respectable past, proud of our birthright membership in the Society of Friends which guarantees us entrance, if not into heaven, at least into a very earthly society." In other words, being a Quaker is more than about good networking or being a lifetime member of a respectable group with an equally respectable history. I'm pretty certain that our early Quaker forefathers and foremothers lived a faithful witness through persecution and sometimes death for more than just respectability.

The way forward, it seems (and this is what my friend and I will talk about) is reimagining this vital Quaker witness (and even our Quaker history) towards an inviting, energizing, alive, courageous, and faithful Quaker witness. It means taking the best of our Quaker history and it's inspiring narratives and imagining what that might look like today in a world suffering from conflict, violence, war, and division. It means taking our living tradition and throwing it forward into the future and imagining what it looks like to offer places of silence and quiet in a very noise and chaotic world. It means taking our awareness of equality and justice and reimagining what that can look like in a world desperately in need of a people and witness that sees that of God in everyone and discrimination is nonexistent.

In his book [Future Shock], Alvin Toffler wrote, "In dealing with the future...it is more important to be imaginative and insightful than to be one hundred percent 'right'". For the most part, Quakers have spent the last decade or so trying to prove each other wrong while maintaining their own group's "rightness" either theologically or doctrinally, and what we've ended up with is mainly smaller meetings, split Yearly Meetings, and a fractured Quaker witness. Along the way, we forgot how to dream and imagine and reimagine what Quakerism could look like in real time and in real life.

It's time to reimagine Quakerism for our world today. I'll have my conversation tomorrow. If this is a conversation you would like to also have, let me know 🙂 Coffee is on me.

Now to God who by the power at work within us is able to accomplish far more than all we can ask or imagine, to God be the glory in the church and in Christ Jesus to all generations, forever and ever. Amen.

(Ephesians 3:20-21)

With Gratitude for All the Faithful Witnesses Before Me,

Scott


Note from Johan: See Scott's original post on the Facebook site to read the many comments posted there. Scott and I would like the conversation to continue. Feel free to comment here or on whatever platform you found the link to this post. If it seems useful, I'll try to gather up your comments for a follow-up post.

According to my calculations, next year Scott Wagoner and I will have known each other for four decades! He is presently the Pastoral Minister at High Point Friends Meeting (Friends United Meeting) in High Point, North Carolina. Scott also serves as the Assistant Clerk of Friends United Meeting and also on the Board of School of the Spirit ( a Quaker Contemplative Prayer ministry) Along with his Quaker activities, Scott serves on the Board of his local Rotary Club and chairs the Peacebuilding Committee. Through his LLC, Growing Edge Resources, he offers coaching, congregational coaching, and leading/facilitating of retreats. He is married to Lynda and they have two adult children (Erin and Chad) and a granddaughter (Maisie). Scott can be reached at scottwagoner62@gmail.com.

Scott is a contributor to one of my favorite devotional resources, the quarterly Barclay Press periodical Fruit of the Vine, which is also available in the form of a daily e-mail.


Related posts:

Valiant for the Truth

Growth for growth's sake

Barriers revisited

Silence, freedom, and trust

A great people to be gathered?


José y María. Source.

Daniel the Hispanophile: How Everett Patterson's image of "José y María" invites us to rethink the meaning of Christmas.

When Hal and Nancy Thomas spent Christmas under arrest.

Micah Bales at Berkeley Friends Church: Thomas Kelly's call to faith amid darkness.

When people asked John [the Baptist] what they were to do to get ready for the coming kingdom of God, John’s answer was consistent: Stop trying to win at the games of the current system. Be content with what you have. Share your wealth with others. Become part of a community that no longer has a stake in the current system, but which instead is ready to hear the good news when it arrives.

Joel Looper in First Things: Bonhoeffer is not your cipher.

Jonathan Haidt in The Atlantic (gift link): Why the last ten years of American life have been uniquely stupid.


More blues music next week, but this evening I'm indulging in nostalgia for our home during the years 2007-2017 through this video by our friend Sergey Kadyrov, "December."

12 December 2024

More on deconstruction and curiosity

"The Secret of England's Greatness," Thomas Jones Barker, National Portrait Gallery, London (my photo—I wanted to include the frame).

In my series of blog posts, almost six years ago, on building trustworthy churches, one of the posts was centered on Gordon Aeschliman's book Cages of Pain: Healing for Disillusioned Christians, published in 1991. I read that book in preparation for my service at Friends United Meeting (1993-2000), which began during a period of theological and cultural conflict at FUM. That all happened before I'd heard of deconstructing one's faith.

By the time I wrote the post "Choose curiosity, part two," the reality of deconstruction was more familiar to me, particularly through the actual experiences of people I trusted. As I say in that post, I thought about the factors that helped explain why I hadn't had some of the disillusioning experiences that had caused them to question their earlier understandings of faith.

As I continue to wonder how I can support Friends who care about building a trustworthy church, I've thought about those factors. How have I been sheltered from pain and disillusionment?

One very jarring moment happened a couple of months ago at the National Portrait Gallery in London, when I stood in horrified fascination in front of T. Jones Barker's painting, "The Secret of England's Greatness." This painting may have been inspired by an anecdote, one version of which is recounted in the gallery's description of the painting, in which Queen Victoria supposedly explained to her colonial visitors that the Bible, rather than England's wealth or military might, explained her nation's greatness.

"Black History Walks" on the "Greatness" painting.
Screenshot from this video.

I was stunned by the painting's blatant colonialist condescension, an observation that I'm hardly the first to make! The original intention was surely to elevate piety and charity as noble characteristics of the Empire and its self-attributed civilizing mission. And if it were possible to neutralize the imperial agendas from Christian missionaries' work in the golden age of Western missions (some would say not possible!!), there were cumulative blessings in many places. (See Robert Woodberry's "The Missionary Roots of Liberal Democracy.")

But it's equally true, as historian Michael Ohajuru quotes in the "Black History Walks" Youtube video on that painting, "When England came to Africa, they had the Bible, we had the land. They said, 'Let us pray.' We closed our eyes. When we opened them, we had the Bible and they had the land."

Part of what shook me at the gallery was the realization that, had I been around in 1863, when this painting was first exhibited, I probably would not have been shocked. I would have been sheltered from the Empire's coercive cannons. From what am I now being sheltered?


Scot McKnight's blog recently featured a guest post by Aimee Byrd, "Her Aversion to Christian Language." After commenting on a number of words and phrases dear to most evangelicals I know, she says,

I’m not tossing out the whole Christian vernacular. I’m not saying, let’s get rid of the language. Or that the language is bad. But I don’t put my trust in the words. And I see how they can catch a virus, or how bacteria multiplies on them, and they can make you sick. It’s a tricky sickness because it disguises itself and masks as sanctification, another tainted word.

I am having to dig deeper, read wider, listen stronger, ask more questions, and be more descriptive about what is meaningful, beautiful, agonizing, disintegrating, real, and good. This is more difficult and much richer.

Given that her situation, and her aversions, are shared by many in our Quaker yearly meeting, and by countless others who are clearly not sheltered, I need to pay careful attention.


Speaking of Scot McKnight, I've just finished reading a book that he wrote with co-author Tommy Preson Phillips, Invisible Jesus: A Book about Leaving the Church and Looking for Christ. The authors use their own experiences of deconstructing former certainties, as well as many quotations and case histories of others with similar experiences, and statistical data about developments in North American institutional Christianity, to open up the major crisis represented by today's exodus from established churches.

McKnight and Phillips believe, and try to document, that most of those exiles still feel attracted to Jesus—just not to those who claim to be his official representatives and spokespeople, and the structures, methods, and toxic propaganda that those who hold power in the church are using to try to keep the rest in line. The authors describe how that power and propaganda are used, and the painful results for so many.

Invisible Jesus is not an apologetic aimed at those exiles and refugees to try to lure them back, nor a handbook of strategies for church leaders to use for that purpose. It's more a book for people like me, who are trying to understand what's going on. In today's Christian establishment, why is Jesus so invisible!? For that analysis, I think the book is an effective resource. It is eloquent on the beauty and centrality of Jesus (and on the importance of identifying anything that gets in the way of authentic relationship with him). It doesn't deal directly with the situation of those who have even given up on the reality of Jesus himself, although there's a lot of value in their careful distinction between the Jesus who never gives up on us, and the figurehead presented by toxic theologies. I recommend the book.


Related:

William Barr, Max Boot, and "the vapor trails of Christianity"

Jamie Wright's challenge

The dilemma of the uninvited missionary


The "theology of disillusionment" in the Russian Orthodox context.

On Russia and Syria, diagnoses and prognoses. (However, on the Russian bases in Syria....)

Whose Simone Weil? A survey by Jack Hanson.

It’s telling that Weil has risen to new prominence in the same moment as Arendt: both are safely dead, safely female (and so, it is assumed, feminist); perhaps above all, both are so safely historical in their antifascism that readers can pick and choose what to apply and what to allegorize, what to take as eternal truth and what to dismiss as being simply of their time, or their unique, unreproducible personality.

Friends Peace Teams' work in Chechnya.


Blues from Dnipro, Ukraine. "Help Me."