In the name of God: our maker, our writer, and the wisdom
that brings it all together. Amen.
It comes each year like clock-work. As predictably as the swallows to
Capistrano. Or, as Mary-Esther taught
me, even more reliably, like the Turkey Vultures to Kinnelon. Each year about this time, clergy who have
been busy with Lent and then Easter, and then Easter Season, and then, finally,
Pentecost - each year they will come to the evening of Pentecost, basking in the
glow of a major feast of the church executed with style and spirituality… When suddenly the glow will give way to
growing dread.
Suddenly, on the evening of Pentecost, they will remember:
Trinity Sunday is now less than a week away.
Many priests inevitably take to Facebook to spread their dread. What will they say? How will they avoid heresy? How will they explain and describe this
unexplainable and indescribable doctrine?
Well, I have to admit - I don’t tend to share this
anxiety. For one thing, heresy never
really bothered me all that much. But
more importantly, I’ve never really understood the anxiety about the
Trinity. We are steeped in the Holy
Trinity. We have churches named for
it. We baptize in the name of it. We have gesticulations expressing it. How many times on a given Sunday do we utter
some formula like “Father, Son, and Holy Spirit”, or some other, more expansive
version of the same like I used to begin this sermon?
That’s all the Trinity.
We are Trinitarian people. Surely
we can figure out how to talk about this doctrine that’s so deeply engrained in
us!
But first, let’s take a moment to consider heresy. Through the last several hundred years,
heresy has come to imply something really bad - like the work of the
devil. Or, at the very least, the work
of people at odds with Christ. It’s as
if heresy is an idea so corrupt and dangerous that it needs to be squashed at
its first utterance. But it wasn’t
always that way. The Greek and Latin
roots of the word are simply the words for “choice” and “school of thought”. If we get to the root of the matter, to
commit heresy is really no more than to choose a school of thought. And in a world where Christian expressions
have splintered into schools of thought and practice too many to number - what
is really heretical?
We, in the Episcopal Church, believe that God can be present
in the ordinations of women. Lots of
churches don’t think that, though. So,
if we’re on the leading edge, does that make us heretics? What about the way we worship? We follow an ancient order, that’s been
stylized for our own time and place, but it’s an order that most Christians
around us don’t follow. Does that make
them heretics because they’re not ancient, or us, because we’re outside the
norm?
The idea of heresy - as a negative thing - came about when
the church was young. We were facing
outside opposition on numerous fronts, but even on the inside, we were in
pretty regular disagreement. The leaders
of the church in those days decided that it was important for us to try to get
along - there’s strength in numbers! So
“orthodoxy” emerged - the established “right belief”. And everything that fell outside of that
“right belief” was considered untouchable and unrighteous.
Heresy, as a negative idea, was a way of trying to line us
up - a way of trying to make sure everyone was the same, so we’d be stronger
against our opposition. But today the
Christian movement is strong. Christians,
themselves, aren’t always strong, and their churches aren’t always strong, but
there’s no danger whatsoever of the Christian movement going away, even if some
churches do. So why would we try to
assert heresy in a context that so readily celebrates diversity of opinions and
beliefs and that is so rich with options?
So, today, preaching on the Trinity, it’s entirely possible
that I’ll “commit some heresy” - but rest assured that I’m not as worried about
that as some other priests tend to be.
I’ve always been bemused by my colleagues who dread this
day. The Trinity, as a concept, doesn’t
really elude me the way it seems to elude so many others. For me, the Trinity is an accessible way for
trying to understand the complexity of God.
I am me. You are you. But God is so much more.
I’ve often thought about it as an expression of the
diversity of God. God - who is the
creator of all the varied expressions of life and matter that there are - is by
default a multifaceted self, related to all that there is, each in its own way.
The Trinity communicates the truth of love. We all know and experience love - in different
ways and at different times in our lives.
But no two loves are alike: the love for a child; the love for a spouse;
the love for a favorite food, or place, or memory. If God is the God of love, as Christ taught
us and as we believe, then no two loves of God are ever the same, either.
So we call this multifaceted God by the name of three
persons, or three aspects: the creating aspect, the redeeming aspect, and the
inspiring aspect. But the truth of the
Trinity is that it isn’t limited to just three.
God is more multifaceted, and representative of more diversity, and more
than enough loving for the uniqueness of all of creation - more of all of that
than we can imagine.
My understanding of the Trinity is: it isn’t just
three. Three is just the starting place,
where we begin to wrap our minds around the faintest breaths of all that God
has in store for us. It’s more than we
can imagine. But knowing that there are
three points us in the right direction.
It points us to a deeper understanding that there is God-enough for even
us. That wherever we are, whomever we
are, whatever struggles we face, whatever joys we shield, whatever challenges
we’ve overcome or that have overcome us - through all of life - all that was
and is and is to be - there is God-enough.
That’s some of what Jesus told Nicodemus. God is beyond our understanding, but not beyond
our reach. God is the truth that we
can’t quite grasp, but that is open for us any time.
So, call me a heretic.
I’ve chosen a school of thought that represents the goodness and
nearness of God that I’ve seen in the Holy Scriptures and in my own life. To suggest that there’s only one way is to
suggest that we’ve captured God, and neatly tied all that is holy into one tiny
box. I don’t believe that for a
moment. And I hope you won’t
either. Because if God fit so neatly
into that box, there’d be a decent chance that we might not fit, and I know
that we do. There is plenty good
room. Room for all of us, and more than
we can imagine.
Thanks be to God. Amen.
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