What's Your Thing?

We're just flippin' through this compilation of essays on the trinity in search of blogfodder. I have no recollection of how I stumbled onto this particular author, nor even what is his thing. According to wiki, Gunton was an "English Reformed sytematic theologian," whatever that is. 

Hmm: Calvinism. Did not see that coming. He seems rather broadminded, when I think of Calvinists as grim, dour, pinched, controlling, and severe, the very antithesis of preformed coonology. Like this guy -->

My son once asked me if they had color in Olden Times. In Calvin's case, probably not. Gemini, what were John Calvin's thoughts on color?

Calvin emphasized a strict adherence to scripture and was generally wary of anything that might distract from a pure focus on God. Therefore, he was critical of decorations within church settings, including excessive use of colors, that might divert attention from the word of God.

What's the appeal? Above I tossed off the word "preformed," but Calvinism must indeed conform to a pre-existing sensibility or personality style, no? Supposing you are a grim, dour, pinched, controlling, and severe sort of fellow, then Calvinism is just the thing.

Am I being uncharitable? I know I wouldn't appreciate some tight-assed theocrat snooping around my house looking for playing cards, adult beverages, or negro rhythm & blues records.

I remember a comedy routine by Bill Cosby, in which he said everybody has a thing -- as in the classic negro rhythm & blues number by the Isley Brothers, It's Your Thing, so, do what you wanna do. Nor can anyone presume to tell you who to sock it to.

Which leads to an interesting irony, being that Calvinism and Puritanism were dominant forces in the early days of the land of the free. Lucky for us, 

The political thought of many founders reflected a Calvinist understanding of human nature, leading to a focus on checks and balances and the separation of powers in the Constitution.

In other words, since they had no illusions about man's rottenness, they established a system of government in which the rottenness was spread around and couldn't inhere in a single center of power. 

And ironically, rotten progressives such as Woodrow Wilson -- whose religious background was deeply rooted in Calvinism -- explicitly wished to eliminate these checks so as to vest more power in a rotten executive such as Woodrow Wilson, who wanted to run the U.S. like Calvin ran Geneva.

The question is, what is my thing? Here again, as touched on in yesterday's post, it's not so easy to define, because it has more to do with a peculiar sensibility -- or even frivolous nonsensibility -- than the content per se. 

I know I'm always looking for other thinkers who share this sensibility, although they are few & far between. People who write about religion tend to be s'durn serious, which I get, since religion, whatever else it is, has to do with what Paul Tillich called one's Ultimate Concern:

He argued that whatever a person holds as their ultimate concern, that is, what truly matters most to them, functions as their "god."

My only sacred cow is irreverence.

Someone once said that all human conflict is ultimately theological, and I believe this can be seen most transparently in the theological antics of the Woke. 

Why do they hate us so? Because we are irreverent toward what they revere -- in short, because we don't respect and bow down before their tribal gods. In the old days this could get you exiled, crucified, or burnt at the stake, whereas now it is liable to get your Tesla dealership torched.

Even my local rag, the Agoura Acorn, has letters from angry readers outraged by Trump's latest outrage, for example, from an uptight scold who writes that

As an elder, I've lived through many political crises in this country -- but I have never seen an attack on our democracy like this. In the past, there was bipartisan opposition to lawlessness. Our democracy, our way of life, the entire world order since the end of WWII is being flipped upside down.

One can hope, at any rate. But my hope is her nightmare. Or, my thing is not her thing. 

Back to Gunton. He quotes a passage by theologian named John Macmurray that very much reflects my own sensibility:

As persons we only are what we are in relation to other persons: the Self exists only in dynamic relation to the Other [and] has its being in relationship.

Gunton comments that "We must therefore center our attention first not on the identity of the individual, but on the matrix within which the individual takes shape" -- the Coon and the den.

Since mutuality is constitutive for the personal, it follows that "I" need "you" in order to be myself (Macmurray). 

Which for me goes to the intersubjectivity of the person, which is in turn grounded in the intersubjectivity of the Trinity. 

On the one hand, 

For there to be love, it must be directed towards another. But the love of the two for each other is inadequate, likely on its own simply to be swallowed up in itself... (Gunton).

This suggests that my thing must be our thing, alluding to a mysterious third which the two share, or something? Gunton certainly thinks so: "If it is truly to be love, the two will seek a third in order to be able to share their love," and "Shared love is properly said to exist when a third person is loved by two persons harmoniously and in community."

Here again, the Trinity is the model for human love. 

Two people in love can be "merged together," so to speak. But there is another kind of merger described by the psychoanalyst D.W. Winicott, in which takes place in the transitional space co-created by infant and mother, in which they are "alone together" with reference to a "third" transitional object. According to wiki,

the transitional object is not the mother substitute but represents the infant's transition from a state of being merged with the mother to a state of being in relation to the mother as something outside and separate.

Within this shared space

cultural experience, creativity, play, and the use of symbols all originate. Winnicott theorised that this potential space -- occurring between baby and mother, child and family, individual and society -- develops through experiences that build trust. He considered this space vital to the individual, as it forms the foundation where creative living and cultural experience take place. 

The point is, the two together create this trusting and loving space of "thirdness" where everything happens. Conversely, if there is a total merger at one end, or abandonment at the other, then this living and vibrantly imaginative space is foreclosed or never comes into being. 

Now, I say this magical and creative transitional space somehow reflects what goes on in the Trinity, but we've already exhausted the daily allotment. Let's just say that creative trinitarian love is God's thing, and follow up tomorrow.