Where do you keep your faith? Is it in your heart? Is it in your mind? That is, is faith something you feel or is it an intellectual assent to some list of beliefs?
Or maybe faith is something not kept within any chamber of your life. Perhaps it is more a gift bestowed on you by a power greater than yourself. Or maybe it is something you earn, like a grade in a course or a gold watch for reliable service rendered. Is faith something you have anything to do with? “Have more faith,” someone might say. But if faith is bestowed on me then how can I have more of it? If faith is simply something I earn, a merit badge, then I can see how I might have more faith by earning more merit. Works? Grace? What is this we call faith?
Do those who claim they do not believe thereby assert at one and the same time that they believe in something? They at least believe in the rationality of their statement of unbelief but it seems as arbitrary as anyone’s assertion of faith. I don’t believe sounds a whole lot like I believe in unbelief.
Is faith communal? I can read a novel by myself, a novel populated by characters and configured by plot. Is faith simply individual and narrated by myself? Or am I read into the narrative of faith? Aren’t current pop ideas of individuality simply the most craven renderings of conformity? Look at me! I’m like everyone else tweeting, texting, posting—an instagram moment of individuality conformed to instagrams everywhere. How can I know me if I am a mere island in a chain of islands cut off from any community of self-reflection?
Intelligo me intelligere wrote Augustine. I understand that I understand. What mystery is this but the deepest?
I do not know what your exposure to religion has been, but as I grew up in a naïve fundamentalist setting, my exposure was to religion as answer. We didn’t ask questions. And if we dared to ask we were simply and swiftly pressed back into line and told to accept without question whatever it was that was being asserted by the church. At Riverside, we have tried to nurture a place of quest where we get to ask questions and reflect deeply about who we are. We do not reject answers, of course. That would be naïve or stupid. But neither do we accept answers simply because some authority has said it is so. We will come to an authentic religious life, an authentic personhood, when we dare to ask questions and find a way to live within and through those questions.
Come join us. Bring your life. Bring your heart and your mind. Bring your questions and let’s journey together a while in a communal celebration of lives lived authentically before God and within a world that is more often than not translucent and too often, dark. Or as the Apostle Paul wrote in his letter to the Corinthians, “For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known” [1Cor.13:12]