One bit of feedback I have received on this blog is that the discussions to date have had a very academic and abstract feel. I would like to address this by dedicating the next several entries to discussing practical and logistical matters related to Refactoring Theology and to provide some examples of how a Refactoring Theology discussion might play out in different settings.
This entry will outline how a Refactoring Theology discussion might happen in an informal setting. Ironically, many people engage in refactoring their theology without really being aware that they’re doing it. Imagine a small coffee shop setting. Three friends have gathered to partake of their favorite caffeinated beverages. This meet up is a weekly ritual for these friends, one that they jealously guard from intrusions by work commitments, spouses, and other social obligations. It’s a place where they share, argue, debate, and support one another.
Jeffrey is a graphic designer for a large software company in town. He is 24, single, and enjoys casual dating. While he identifies as Christian, he doesn’t feel bound to any specific denomination. He is fiercely loyal to his friends, perfectionistic about his work, but nonchalant about most everything else.
Carol is an editor at a small publishing house. She is generally easygoing but when in a serious discussion, she can be almost ruthless in her logic. She’s 26, married, and is what she calls, a “post-feminist”. Though socially and politically liberal, her religious life is fairly traditional. She usually avoids discussions of faith with most people.
Barry is between jobs (as is usually the case). While he did quite well in college, majoring in philosophy, he can’t quite find how to turn his passion for “ideas” into a means of regular income. Barry is an experimenter. He has abandoned much of traditional Christianity and is exploring Hinduism. He has just broken off a five-month relationship and is channeling his libidinous energies into early 20th century existentialist philosophy and video games.
It is 10:30am on a Saturday morning in early June. Barry and Carol have already claimed their usual table at Cafe-chino. Jeffrey enters, grabs his usual triple espresso, and joins his friends. After the usual small talk as well as discussions about Jeffrey’s latest girlfriend du jour, their conversation turns to a rather unusual topic: the Adam and Eve story. The “genesis” of this discussion was a local fundamentalist preacher who was demanding that the story of Adam and Eve be taught in the local high school along with evolution.
Clearly none of this group was on board with the good reverend. Jeffrey began the discussion by asking the group if there was any point to such a ridiculous and unscientific fairy tale. Carol, somewhat uncomfortably, did agree that the story of the fall had been used as a justification for the subjugation of women throughout history. But she wasn’t sure that the whole story was useless. She pointed out that most of the great philosophies were first expressed in fables and mythic stories. Barry agreed but stated that the difference was that the Bible stories are preached by the churches as true stories.
Barry, seeing an opportunity for a good discussion, began dissecting the story. He said that the first step is to try to understand the core message the author intended. “If the story is intended to be an exposition of the human condition, how could we extract the real meaning from the mythical trappings of the story? We could also read the story as an explanation of our relationship to the environment. I suppose it could even be the pre-historic version of Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus.”
Carol quipped, “If that’s the case, then my point is already made. The story is nothing more than the justification of a male-dominated social hierarchy where women are seen as nothing more than sub-human temptresses that seduce the heroic males to their ruin.”
Barry countered, “There may not be one single ‘point’ to the story. Remember that there were no publicists back then to demand that a work fit some sort of pre-defined genre.”
“No editors either!”, Jeffrey interjected with an almost flirtatious grin.
Carol responded with her trademark “look of death”. Then, addressing Barry, she agreed that they probably shouldn’t try to impose a 21st century literary process onto writers who lived thousands of years before The Chicago Manual of Style ever existed.
Jeffrey, feeling a little frustrated and out of his element, asked “So what do we do with the Adam and Eve story? If we don’t know why it was written, how can we figure out what it really means and whether than will be anything we can take seriously today?”
Barry thought for awhile and then added, “If I remember my literary history classes correctly, most of the Old Testament existed as oral stories for hundreds of years before they were ever written down. That makes it even more complicated because we have to look at how the writer told the story, which might be completely different from the person who first told the story hundreds of years earlier.”
Carol seemed especially annoyed at this insight. She replied, “Well that may be true, but we’ll never be able to know what this unknown storyteller might have been thinking. All we have is the story as it was written down. Let’s stick to that. If we do away with the sexist baggage people have added to the story, we could say that the story is about consumption, of wanting more and more, and how we all feed into that process and encourage others to do so. This leads to a ‘fall from grace’ which we could call the disconnection we have with each other and with the environment.”
Jeffrey looked almost in pain, his head spinning and his caffeine only now starting to hit his blood stream. “But that’s not what the story says. It says that God created an apple tree that he called the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. He made some arbitrary rule that nobody should eat from it. Eve listened to the snake and ate it, and then gave it to Adam. God got pissed and drove them out of paradise. How does this line up with what you just said?”
Barry laughed and made the observation that Jeffrey was as bad as the minister advocating that Genesis be taught in the classroom with evolution. “The only difference between the two of you is that he believes the story as literal truth and you don’t.” Barry sipped his coffee and continued. “You and the good reverend both are interpreting the Bible in the same way. The only difference is that you don’t buy into the story.”
“What Carol is doing is trying to look at the story in a different way. Instead of buying into every single element of the story as literal, historical fact, she’s trying to see what the whole point of the story is. The contextual elements of the story are there to communicate the truth, but they don’t have to BE the literal truth in and of themselves.”
Carol started getting more excited. “Yeah, I think we can all agree that God is outside of our perceptual plane and, by definition, is the source of all truth. So it seems reasonable that the truth could seem arbitrary to us. The apple might be a symbol of that which is seemingly good for us but in reality leads us to a state of disharmony with the world and to a disruption in our relationships.”
“But is that what the author intended to say?”, Barry asked with some discomfort. “This all sounds good and trendy to us, but is this what the author was really trying to say?”
Carol thought for a while and then said, “Maybe if he were alive today that is what he would say. It seems to me that to make this stuff meaningful we have to figure out the point of the story and then say it in as simple and straightforward a manner as possible. If we do that we can try to find the truth in the story and then try to apply it to our lives.”
Jeffrey agreed. “Well at least this keeps the old reverend from trying to rewrite the science textbooks. I wonder what he’d think of our little conversation.”
Barry chuckled. “He’d probably say we’re all going to hell.”
Carol had a wry look in her eye. “Hmmm. ‘Hell’. Maybe that’s a good topic for next Saturday’s conversation!”