Thursday Theology #583
August 13, 2009
Topic: How my Mind has Changed? Well, Maybe.
Colleagues,
At the Seminex birthday party a few weeks ago -- reported last month in
ThTh #578 http://www.crossings.org/thursday/2009/thur070909.shtml -- five of
us goldie-oldie profs showed up on a panel. Some had prepared their words
on paper; I and one other just ad libbed. A glitch in the recording system
failed to preserve the words of us ad-libbers for posterity. So we were
asked to reconstruct what we said. Here's what I think I said. Well, maybe.
Peace and joy!
Ed Schroeder
When Ed Krentz asked me to be on this panel, he told me the focus was "How
my mind has changed."
I told him: "Ed, you know that mine hasn't." "Yes," he said, "we all know
that. But we'll listen to you nevertheless. Ten minutes."
When folks talk about "how my mind has changed," they usually refer to
something about which they once said "No" and now they say "Yes." Or vice
versa. I don't have any such "no" to "yes" to talk about on the "big stuff" we
wrestled with in those great days. Not even any "yes, buts."
Instead, it's "Yes (again) to all of that, and yes to even more that I
wasn't aware of which follows from that first Yes."
The big additional "yes" for me since those days is mission. I didn't
realize how important Bill Danker was to our Seminex enterprise. The first
ever trained missiologist in the LCMS. Doctor's degree from Heidelberg,
Germany with major missiologist Gensichen as his Doktervater. His drumbeat for
mission was the next step that follows all our hyping of
"confession"--confession of the Gospel, "pure" and unadulterated by add-ons of any kind--during
those glorious days of our own "Time for Confessing," as Bob Bertram's
posthumous book tells of it. But I didn't see it then.
Once at Seminex during a Kaffeeklatsch in the commons, Bill tried to
'splain it to me. But I was a slow learner. Now I know better. Here's the
sequence. [It sounds a bit snazzier when you use the Latin words, because they
all rhyme. But even if you're a Luddite about Latin, it's easy to make it
English.]
Start with the cornerstone axiom of the Augsburg Confession and Apology.
The Gospel is a promise. PROMISSIO in Latin.
PROMISSIO calls for CONFESSIO. The promissio--on its own--urges that
it be confessed, in the literal meaning of the NT Greek term for confessing,
homologeoo, homo-logia. That equals "say the same thing." Appropriate
that promise for yourself and, first of all, say it back to God. "You say I'm
your forgiven sinner? And your Beloved Son verifies that on Good Friday and
Easter? Well, then I'll say the same thing too; I am your beloved kid.
I'm hanging my heart on that promise which came my way from your Beloved Son."
After which comes MISSIO, the ongoing mission of the gospel. It's a
piece of cake. "Same-say" that promise to others still stuck with their
hearts hanging on other promises, "other Gospels." Not just in foreign lands
where "other religions" reign, but right here at home where "other Gospels" are
being hustled everywhere--and scads of folks are trusting them. You want
to pass it on.
But I didn't see the missio-connection back then and I think many of the
rest of us didn't either. Yet there were signals. For example, an essay in
the "Law-Gospel Reductionist Reader" that our systematics department
inflicted on Seminex students. That essay was originally a lecture--long before
Seminex--that Bob Bertram had given for one of Bill Danker's mission
conferences. Bob's mantra was: "The secret of missio is promissio." I'd read it
many times and nodded in agreement. But it wasn't till later that the "Aha!"
happened.
So far as I know there is one ELCA seminary that has taken this triad --
promissio, confessio, missio -- and made it the official mission statement of
its whole enterprise. That's Luther Seminary in St. Paul, Minnesota. But
why should that surprise us? Look at who three of the senior profs are at
that place--Bliese, Keifert, Simpson--all Seminex alums. All three sitting in
this audience. That's one place where Seminex theology is alive and well
these days--35 years later.
A major place, better, THE major place, where Seminex theology is operative
today is shown in those numbers Ralph Klein just told us about: Seminex
grads as rostered pastors. In ELCA 372. In LCMS 110. What we've all been
hearing from such folks at this get-together is solid testimony of that. And
those 110 in the Missouri Synod! That was a surprise for me. I knew a number
of "our folks" were major movers in the DayStar crowd of
promissio-confessors in the LCMS, but I didn't know the total number was so large. And, of
course, there are those five (or is it six?) ELCA bishops who are Seminex
alums.
Another place where Seminex Theology is at home is in the Crossings
Commnity. Already back in Seminex days Bob Bertram got this outfit going, one of
the many "sidebars" he concocted. Early on he dragged me into the venture.
I'm still Crossings-connected. And I know that many of you are too. But th
is is not self-advertising. Well, not "just" that. It's reportorial. What
the Crossings Community hustles is Seminex theology--promissio, confessio,
missio. That is the Crossings cornerstone.
Now in the era of cyberspace it's on the Internet and WWW where Crossings
builds on that cornerstone. And that means an international audience for the
two major items posted each week: text studies on lectionary pericopes and
a Thursday Theology essay. They go to a listserve (700 addresses) and then
wind up archived on the website [www.crossings.org]. Pastors -- and laity
too -- in Singapore, Indonesia, South Africa, Ethiopia, Argentina, Australia,
Japan and elsewhere are working with "Seminex theology" in their
ministries. Promissio, confessio, missio is what they're up to. The Crossings web
site gets over 2000 hits per day. Fifteen hundred pages of stuff is
downloaded per day from the site. We don't know WHO they are. We know only their
computer addresses and WHERE they come from. At last count it was over 100
countries.
Well, maybe my mind HAS changed. I was not always a happy camper during
those Seminex years in St. Louis. Some of you may remember that Bob Bertram
had formulated another mantra for our confessing movement back then. He
talked about "winning by losing." That mixed metaphor left me frequently
curmudgeonly--as many of you in this audience remember. But now I'm more
cheerful. Yes, you skeptics, more cheerful. That's my confessio. More cheerful,
not only because of all the good stuff mentioned in the paragraphs above.
Good News indeed! But this mantra too is clearer to me now. Winning by losing
is the Promissio--you get to Easter via Good Friday. But Easter at the
end. Good News indeed. And that Easter-Promissio calls for Confessio which
leads to Missio. Nudging four-score years in age, I keep telling myself
that--and now you dear ones too: Count it all joy!