Doctrine in the Church of England

As a member in good standing of one of the Anglican Church of Uganda’s parishes here in the United States, and a long time observer of the current unpleasantness which I refer to as the “Anglican Follies”, I’ve been meditating recently on the meaning of the phrase “Anglicanism has always taught that…”. I’ve frequently heard folks on both sides of the Anglican divide use that phrase to justify their position, and so I’ve been wondering what the truth of the matter is. What, in fact, has Anglicanism always taught?

I approached my rector with this question, and he directed me to several books, including this one: Doctrine in the Church of England: The Report of the Commission on Christian Doctrine Appointed by the Archbishops of Canterbury and York in 1922, published in 1938 by the Society for Promoting Church Knowledge (SPCK). (Some editions include 1935 in the subtitle rather than 1922, as that is when the commission finished its deliberations. It’s the same book either way.)

The commission included twenty-five Anglican theologians, including several bishops, a number of university professors, and many priests. Their charter was to sit down together and document the breadth of Anglican theology at that time, which special emphasis on those points of doctrine about which there was a wide variance of opinion. Note that they were not to produce a catechism, or any other kind of normative statement of doctrine; nor were they to determine the extent to which the Church of England was within the bounds of orthodoxy; in short, they were not concerned with what the Church of England ought to teach, but rather with determining what leading divines within the Church of England were actually teaching. Or, rather, what leading divines within the Church of England actually thought, within their inmost selves. The question of what the laity in the church were actually being taught seems not to have been raised.

Given my questions, this was a fascinating book to read; and I suspect I could fill a book with my thoughts and reactions about its contents. For now I’ll settle for following one thread I see running through it. The book grants due reverence, here and there, to scripture and to the historic creeds as being the foundation of Anglican doctrine, and indeed, most of the book is soundly orthodox. The occasional heterdox statement is always clearly the opinion of a small minority of the commissioners. That some were heterodox does not surprise me; it was ever thus. What disturbs me far more are the principles of intellectual discourse on which the book is based. There are numerous statements like this:

It is truly said that to become bitter in controversy is more heretical than to espouse with sincerity and charity the most devastating theological opinions.

This appears to me to be saying that one can hold whatever beliefs one likes within Anglicanism so long as one is both polite and sincere. I suspect that the man who wrote this sentence did not expect this principle to be taken to such extremes as it has been by the reappraisers in our own time; but this is a regular pattern throughout the work. Here and there, for example, concessions are made to those who in good conscience cannot affirm doctrines such as the Virgin Birth or Resurrection of Jesus Christ, although these beliefs are stated clearly in the (supposedly foundational) Apostles’ and Nicene Creeds. Given such an operating principle, one that values charity over truth, it seems impossible to me that the truth should ever be arrived at; or sustained in the face of opposition if once discovered. If God is Truth, as scripture says, surely determining and preserving the truth about God is a key role of the Church?

Let’s look at this more deeply. The creeds are to be foundational for Anglicanism, that is, they state truths which all Anglicans should accept. On the commission were some who found that they could not in good conscience accept two points of the creeds, the Virgin Birth and the Resurrection of Jesus. This use of the phrase “in good conscience” surprises me; it seems to me that, as Anglican priests, they should be conscience-bound to accept the foundational doctrine of the Church. Clearly, then, they must be referring to some other principle than moral duty. I imagine that what they are really saying is that the doctrine of the Resurrection is logically inconsistent with the other propositions to which they feel they must assent. Given their presuppositions, principles, and philosophical position, they find they must reject the Resurrection, at least as it has traditionally been understood.

Now, if an Anglican theologian finds that he cannot believe some important tenet of the faith, it is at least intellectually honest of him to admit that fact. I can respect that, and I can respect the sincerity of his belief. But I have two further observations. First, on what moral ground can he be encouraged to go on thinking of himself as an Anglican theologian if he has rejected the foundations of Anglican thought? And yet, this is what the Anglican churches have been doing for at least a century. My second observation is thoroughly practical.

I was a math major in college; I’ve proved more theorems and solved more math problems than you can shake a stick at. Now, the interesting thing about the exercises in math textbooks is that the solutions to some of the problems (usually the odd-numbered ones) are usually in the back of the book. Thus, you may not know how to do the problem, but you can often know where you should end up—and if you do not end up there, you know you made some mistake in your reasoning. The mistake might be subtle or it might be stupid, but there must be one.

It seems to me that an Anglican theologian who finds his conclusions contradicting the creeds is in a similar situation. The Nicene Creed, for example, was the product of a century of dispute among the finest minds in Christendom. If the Bible were a math text, the Creed is the set of answers in the back. It says, if you start reasoning there, you should end up here. And if you don’t, the correct action to take is to check your premises and your reasoning and see where you went wrong. And while you’re figuring out how you can possibly get from here to there, you still hold fast to there as your eventual destination.

What Doctrine in the Church of England has to say about assent to the creeds and other Anglican “formularies” is this:

1. The Christian Church exists on the basis of the Gospel which has been entrusted to it.

2. General acceptance, implicit if not explicit, of the authoritative formularies, doctrinal and liturgical, by which the meaning of the Gospel has been defined, safeguarded, or expressed, may reasonably be expected from members of the Church.

So far, so good.

3. Asset to formularies and the use of liturgical language in public worship should be understood as signifying such general acceptance without implying detailed assent to every phrase of proposition thus employed.

4. Subject to the above, a member of the Church should not be held to be involved in dishonesty merely on the ground that, in spite of some divergence from the tradition of the church, he has assented to formularies or makes use of the Church’s liturgical language in public worship.

Here we must be careful. If, by the above, the commission means that those who are struggling intellectually with some part of the creeds may still say them during Sunday worship and thus accept the truth of the creeds with their will while still failing to understand that truth intellectually, then I can accept these statements. If, by the above, they mean that those who have determined to reject the truth of some part of the creeds altogether may continue to pretend to accept them during Sunday worship, I find I am hard put to call that anything but dishonesty. And yet, given the state the Church is in, it appears that many of the clergy must have taken this principle in this second sense, and have been encouraged to go on about their ministry as though nothing was wrong.

A final thought. As C.S. Lewis points out on several occasions, the danger with trying to make yourself stupider than you are is that you very often succeed. Failing to treat the foundational statements of the faith as foundational strikes me as an example of this principle in action; I suppose the eventual outcome shouldn’t surprise me.

In Fury Born, by David Weber

I spent much of yesterday sitting in airports and on planes reading David Weber’s latest, In Fury Born, which is an updated version of his older book Path of the Fury. The new book starts much earlier in the history of Imperial drop commando Alicia DeVries, and expands the section based on the older book considerably. Or so the cover blurb indicates; although I’ve read Path of the Fury I found this book almost entirely dissimilar from the few impressions of it that I’ve retained since. I suspect that’s due more to the weakness of my memory (and possibly the weakness of the original book) than to any significant difference between the two.

In a nutshell: Alicia DeVries follows in a long family tradition and joins the Imperial Marines of the Terran Empire. (The emperor’s name is Seamus II of the House of Murphy; the imperial seal is a harp and starships. Nice touch.) It quickly becomes clear that she’s one of the elite, and she’s tapped for a position in the Imperial Cadre, the Emperor’s own. And then some bad things happen, she feels betrayed, and resigns. A few years later (this is on the back cover, so no spoiler) her family is killed by pirates, and she sets off for revenge–accompanied by one of the Furies of Greek myth. (Huh?) Much violence and soul-searching ensues.

The book has some good spots, most of which are in the wholly new material on DeVries’ early career; and, I’m afraid, a great deal of tedium. In my view, he should have filed off the serial numbers and written a whole new book, throwing away the second half for something entirely new. And he should have trimmed mercilessly. One of Weber’s good points as an author is that he shows us what’s going on from all sides. We get to know both the good guys and the bad guys. One of his faults is that great swatches of his books these days consist of drawn-out conversations between people we rarely see in action to fill us in on what those characters have been doing. A little editing, please, Mr. Weber!

Not on Hiatus

I’m off on a business trip at “O-dark-thirty” tomorrow morning, and won’t be back until the end of the week. I might blog something between now and then, but probably not. I just wanted to assure everyone that I’m not going to gone for another six months.

How To Read A Book, by Mortimer J. Adler and Charles Van Doren

I tried reading this book some years ago, and dismissed it as being not especially pertinent to my life. Most of my reading has been either for pleasure or information; since leaving school I’ve rarely tried to study a difficult book so as to get out of it everything that I possibly can. (To be honest, I’m not sure I ever tried to do that in school, either.) As that’s the endeavour Adler and Van Doren mean by the deceptively simple word “read”, their book wasn’t of much use.

But spurred on by the recent Anglican Follies, I’ve embarked this spring on a reading program of some weight, and it soon became clear that I was going to need to work harder if it were to be worth doing. I remember Adler and Van Doren’s book, and found a new copy (I’d gotten rid of my own), and devoured it. For self-study, especially of non-fiction, it’s proven to be extremely useful.

The authors define four levels of reading. The first is simply basic reading, which you’re capable of given that you’re reading these words. The next level is “inspectional reading.” Simply put, the goal of inspectional reading is to find out what a book is about in the least amount of time. You begin by studying the title page, the table of contents, and browsing through the index; you look at each chapter, looking for introductions, conclusions, and summaries; you leaf through the book, reading a page here and a page there; finally, if you have time, you read the book straight through, as fast as possible. The goal isn’t to understand the book in detail; the goal is have a general notion of the author’s message, to determine whether the book is worthy of further effort, and, if it is, to build a foundation for third level, a deeper, analytical reading.

I’ve found inspectional reading on its own to be a remarkably useful tool. I’d always approached non-fiction works like novels; I’d start on the first page, and read through to the end–if I ever got that far. If one’s goal is to be entertained, that’s not unreasonable; but if the goal is to transfer the contents of the book into one’s head, or even simply to determine whether the contents of the book is worth transferring into one’s head, it’s not terribly useful. And a good bit of the work of inspectional reading can be done in ten or fifteen minutes at the bookstore–leading to significant cost savings if the book isn’t worth bringing home.

The third level is analytical reading, a much lengthier, more detailed reading; you begin by outlining the content and end by analyzing each passage. I won’t go into the specifics here, as Adler and Van Doren’s description of analytical reading fills the bulk of the book; I’ll just note that reading Adler’s Aristotle for Everybody analytically (my first effort along these lines) took me several months. On the other hand, I learned a great deal from it.

The fourth level, syntopical reading, is all about reading about a particular topic in multiple books at once. I confess I haven’t read that section of How To Read A Book yet; it hasn’t yet struck me as necessary. I may get there yet.

Anyway, I recommend this book highly. I wish I’d started reading this way years ago. Of course, years ago I didn’t see the need.

Midnight is a Place, by Joan Aiken

Start with Lemony Snicket’s Series of Unfortunate Events. Subtract the coy, arch attitude, and all the little comments about just how awful everything is. Place the story in approximately Dickensian England…but don’t pick up Dickens’ wordiness. Make the story far more awful and gripping in its horrors, but give it a reasonable happy ending. Improve and deepen the writing throughout. Now forget Snicket altogether. That should give you a glimmering of what Joan Aiken’s children’s books are like.

The canonical Aiken remains The Wolves of Willoughby Chase, but Midnight is a Place is similar in tone. It’s a tale of two children put into an impossible position and forced to work to support themselves at a carpet factory during the early phases of the Industrial revolution. It’s not an exposé, as some of Dickens’ work was; rather, the horrible conditions, fatality rate, and enormous machines in the factory are played almost entirely for chills, and effectively so.

I’m not sure the book is entirely a success; the ending struck me as rather abrupt and not entirely satisfactory. But it the characters are well-drawn and their doings are interesting–and if I read it to the kids properly, they’d most likely have nightmares about the carpet press. That’s got to be worth something.

The Dance of Time, by Eric Flint and David Drake

This is the long awaited final volume in Flint and Drake’s rollicking and bloodthirsty Belisarius series, and it is perfectly satisfactory. All of the plot threads are neatly tied off, all of the seeds have borne fruit, all of the running gags cross the finish line, and if there are few surprises it remains a fun read. The only thing I really disliked about reading it is that I borrowed the books from my brother the first time I read them, and then I had to give them back, and I’ve been unable to find my own copies of the books in the middle.

For those who came in late, the premise is perfectly ridiculous. In the far future, two different groups are fighting over which form of transhumanism will ultimately be the destiny of the human race. One of them determines that their future can be guaranteed if they send a machine intelligence back in time to possess the rulers of an obscure Indian dynasty. The Malwa dynasty will then (directed by the machine’s knowledge of history and technology, and by its detailed commands) conquer the rest of the world, ensuring that the sponsoring group’s kind of human will eventually win the day.

The other group sends back a different kind of intelligence, an intelligent but living crystal, in such a way that it will seek out Justinian’s greatest general, Belisarius. Rather than coercion and commands, the crystal, whose name is Aide, will bring Belisarius knowledge of the future, and in particular of what will happen if the Malwa are not stopped. It will be up to Justininian, Belisarius, and a host of others to win the day.

Absurd, yes, but fun. The first book in the series is called An Oblique Approach; be sure to grab it if you see it.

Little Fuzzy, by H. Beam Piper

I just recently read this old favorite to my boys as a bedtime story, one chapter a night, and they loved it. It’s a fun book; I first read it around 1979 or 1980, and enjoyed it amazingly well, and I liked it just about as much this time.

Jack Holloway is prospecting for sunstones on Zarathustra, a Class-III planet wholly owned under Terran Federation law by the Chartered Zarathustra Company, when he makes the acquaintance of a small, fuzzy being he christens “Little Fuzzy”. It shortly becomes clear to him that Little Fuzzy isn’t just a smart animal; he’s a little person, as sapient a being as any human. As such, he has certain rights under Terran law–and that makes Zarathustra a Class-IV inhabited planet and the Company’s charter a dead letter. The difficulty is that Little Fuzzy doesn’t meet the legal rule of thumb for sapience–he doesn’t build fires, and he doesn’t talk: the only sound he makes is “Yeek!”. How can Little Fuzzy and his family be shown to be sapient? And can the Zarathustra Company be prevented from making Little Fuzzy’s sapience a dead issue?

This is good stuff, classic science fiction and lots of fun. Hard to find; at least, I haven’t seen Piper in the bookstores recently. But today I did a Google search and found something that shocked me: a good many of Piper’s books and stories are available for free from Project Gutenberg, with the notation that they are not copyrighted in the United States of America. Given that Little Fuzzy was written in 1962, I don’t see how that can be, unless his estate formally released the copyright; I suppose that’s possible.

Anyway, here’s the Piper page at Gutenberg; I particular recommend Little Fuzzy and Space Viking. (Sure, the name is hokey, but so what. It’s good!) Go thou and read!

Aristotle for Everybody, by Mortimer J. Adler

One of the reasons I’ve been mostly silent this year is that I’ve been doing a great deal of theological and philosophical pondering, a state I expect to continue for some time. (The extent to which any of said pondering will appear here is as yet undetermined.) But as part of it I’ve been beginning to look at Thomas Aquinas; and to understand Thomas Aquinas, it was recommended that I understand a little about Aristotle. And in particular, it was recommended that this book was a good introduction to Aristotle for dumm–well, say, for the complete id–well, anyway, it’s a good introduction to Aristotle. So I got, and read it, and re-read it, and studied it thoroughly.

The book is both lucid and helpful, explaining clearly the notions of the good, the true, and the beautiful, of matter and form, of the four causes (efficient, material, formal, and final), and so forth; to that extent, it’s just what I was looking for. Having finished it, I’ve stepped into the pool of Aristotle’s own writing–and the water is swirling about my nose, and I’ve not even reach the bottom of the shallow end. I’m maybe on the first or second step down.

In short, I liked this book; now I’d like something to take me further. The same source that recommended this book for beginners also recommended Sir David Ross’s Aristotle for the intermediate reader of philosophy; but having looked into it I can see that Ross’s book assumes a considerable quantity of background knowledge that I don’t yet have. If anyone can suggest something in between the two, say, Aristotle for the Reasonably Smart Novice, I’d appreciate it.