A series of essays in the Episcopal Church
By The Rev. Tobias Stanislas Haller, BSG
Saint Helena's at Vails Gate, October 16 2004 Cranmer, Latimer and Ridley 1 Corinthians 3:9-14, John 15:20--16:1
The Day will disclose it, because it will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test what sort of work each has done.+
It is never a pleasant thing so to hear about Christians persecuting other Christians: How dissonant and jarring to hear of disciples of Christ, followers of the one who gave himself as a ransom for the many, whose end was engineered in large part by those so sure in their religious certitude they were willing to see him done to death.
And church history ever since has been replete with such continued internecine struggles. Those with the power to do so have marginalized, exiled, persecuted -- and at the most extreme, executed -- those they saw as heretics or sinners, traitors to the cause of Christ, even though they too bore his name.
I will not dwell on recent events in the Anglican Communion -- if we dare still call it either Anglican or a Communion -- except to note that those who expect a final solution to all our disagreements with next week's Windsor Report will, I think, be sadly disappointed. Those who see the Episcopal Church as a cancer to be surgically excised will be content with nothing less. Intolerance will not be satisfied with compromise now, as it never has been, by its very nature. And history shows us that the will so to impose one's vision on others, leads inevitably to division or the scaffold.
Which is where it led the trio of churchmen we commemorate today. Now, none of these were tolerant men -- they were as bound to the rightness of their views as were those who condemned them. Cranmer (though he wavered), Latimer and Ridley were no shrinking violets. They were as fierce in their opposition to the Papists when they were in the ascendency as were the Papists when Mary regained the throne.
Which only adds more sorrow to the tragedy. For whoever was right or wrong in their theology -- and how many of the questions so hotly debated in those days, and capable of bringing one to the stake, are of much importance either in the light of history or of the Gospel? -- surely it was the church that suffered in this. This was no watering with the blood of martyrs, witnessing to the faith in and of Christ. No, this was theological intransigence armed with the power of the state.
And isn't that why and how Christ himself died? As he told the disciples, "If they persecuted me, they will persecute you also." The tragedy is that "they" were true believers too. The pious and righteous religious leaders thought they had cause to bring Jesus to trial, but they were wrong -- as religious leaders so often seem to be. The lesson in all of this is that tolerance itself may be the ultimate touchstone of religious truth: and the willingness to persecute or kill others because their religious belief differs from one's own may be the surest sign of error. For hatred is not the sign of God's presence. Above all, to see and yet reject the signs of grace in those with whom one disagrees is to reject the source of that grace.
So what are we to do when we ourselves are faced with such opposition? As I said, in the events we commemorate today (perhaps as a timely reminder) hands were bloody on all sides. No amount of flame could cleanse the hands of either those who died or those who lived in those troubled times -- all were partners in the dance of death. Those who selected the readings for this day no doubt would like to see the eventual survival of the Church in England over against Rome as a sign of divine favor -- or at least a kind of felix culpa -- that though the building was burnt (and in this case even the builders), still vindication came. Yet surely the eventual emergence of Anglicanism owes more to Mary's death and Elizabeth's succession and Hooker's genius at compromise than to Hugh, Nicholas and Thomas having been objectively right, or having witnessed boldly at the stake. In the long run weariness at bloodshed played a greater part in this eventual settlement than any who perished in the strife leading up to it would care to admit.
For ultimately, pace Saint Paul, it isn't the building that matters, how well or from what it is built, but the foundation alone. And the foundation for any Christian's building must be Christ. No building will survive -- that is the truth. I don't care how soundly we think we've built our fortress of security and truth, or what we've made it of -- gold, stone or straw. It is not through our works that we will be justified. The gold melts, the straw burns, and the stone is smashed by the hammer. Any builders' reward, when all buildings fall and burn, will not be based on having built, or how one built, or from what one built, but only where one built. As the poet said, "For none can guess its grace, till he become the place wherein the Holy Spirit makes her dwelling."
And the Holy Spirit, the love divine, beloved, does not build fortresses to start with, nor does she build on the shifting and unstable sand of human perceptions of truth. Love does not seek its own way, does not punish or exile or kill those who reject it. Love keeps on loving, loving and forgiving even when nailed to the cross. Love is the opposite of hate, which must not only have its own way, but demand its way of others, hating and destroying those who will not yield to its tyranny. Love does not build fortresses for truth ^× which cannot contain the truth in any case, finite as they are in the light of the surpassing and infinite Truth of God. No, love builds accessibly and openly, long since knowing our disabilities and infirmities, love builds an open avenue for all to follow. And though the door be narrow when we reach it, yet all can enter as we graciously say to each other, "No, please, after you."
I hope and trust that Cranmer, Latimer and Ridley find equal rest with Wolsey, Pole and More, that the Tudor half-sisters Mary and Elizabeth have made their peace -- the peace which passes understanding -- and that when the present fires of controversy are long past that threaten the tottering edifice of our Anglican Communion -- which we would be most foolish to mistake for the kingdom of God -- that the foundation, cleared and level, will be prepared for the new Jerusalem to be built, in which all of us will, not through our possession of the truth, but through the Truth's possession of us, through the grace and love of God, be pleased to dwell forever. +
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