English: Coat of arms of Franciscan Order in Howard University School of Divinity. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Recently I’ve been reading deeply into Martin Luther’s life, Charlemagne’s history and Reformation history. I teach the introductory course to Church History at Howard University School of Divinity so one might assume this is to be expected of me. Over the last two years I’ve read histories on Pentecostalism, President Garfield, Churchill, the holy war for Constantinople which fell to Islam in 1453, Crusades, histories on Venice and Constantinople, a biography of Zwingli, three volumes on the Civil War by Shelby Foote and as you know I like to visit Civil War battlefields. I’m apparently preoccupied with the past.
This digging into the past is not confined to professors of history. If you go to a therapist, you’re going to spend some time digging into your own personal history. And given today’s technology, many netizens spend a good deal of time googling their friends and their enemies. What does this all mean?
One obvious thing it means is, you and I cannot dig into the future. The future does not exist. As for therapy and personality development, the assumption is that past behavior is a predictor of future behavior. We dig into the past because there is so much of it there to be found and excavated. Individual memory and collective memory is critical for self-awareness and communal awareness. We have carved onto the Lord’s Table, as does nearly every other Baptist church, the words of Christ, REMEMBER ME. I hesitate to reduce this to a bumper sticker but for clarity’s sake, let’s just admit to the wonder that by remembering we are re-membered. We are put together. And if a person doesn’t take the time to connect themselves to the past? Interestingly enough, they are doomed to repeat it and their NOW is endangered. I don’t see how you can live fully in the NOW without reference to the past.
That said, you can’t live in the past. It is one thing to reference it, it is quite another to give up on living right now and hankering after days gone by. Dylan sang it this way, if you’re not busy being born, you’re busy dying. Augustine (see my previous blog on time) knew the present is always leaning to nonexistence. Your NOW is about to become past, so act now. Live right now. Live toward your destiny in Christ.
The signs are all around us with trees turned red, yellow and orange: we have passed a time boundary called a season. Wise is the person who knows what season they live in. Wise are they who know that seasons pass. May Jesus Christ who stepped into our time, dwelt within the tick-tock existence of our mortal lives, grant you everlasting peace. ~Pastor Bledsoe