The
Good, the Bad, and the Indifferent
Rev.
Mark Stringer
First Unitarian Church of Des Moines
3/14/04
Reading
“Zero?”
by UU minister, Gordan B. McKeeman [from his book,
Out of the Ordinary (Boston: Skinner
House, 2000)]
Some
time ago I expressed doubt as to whether or not
Unitarian Universalism is really a religion.
In response, the Rev. Dan O’Neal, then
struggling with advancing cancer wrote:
I
have often thought of UUism as a zero in
mathematical terms. … I really respect
the zero in math. It was a brilliant
invention by Arabic mathematicians, a place holder
which doesn’t inject a specific content, but
which holds the space as important. And yet,
the human soul longs for that content, and is not
satisfied ultimately with just a place holder.
Yes,
of course, the space is important. Dan found
it of great importance. When he left evangelical
Christianity, he thought there was no religious
option left for him. Unitarian Universalism
offered him a religious option. He embraced
it enthusiastically. But, important as it
was, it became insufficient. He wanted
(needed, he said) more.
I
believe there is more. The long histories of
our faith’s traditions speak in an affirmative
voice of our belief in human possibilities.
They reject the notion that we are fundamentally
sin-sodden, disobedient creatures bound for
perdition unless divine intervention saves
us. They reject the notion that human
destiny may be either heavenly or hell-bent.
Rather they see all of us bound together
and with but a single fate. Despite our
fumblings, failures, foibles, and faults, we still
entertain the liberating conviction that we can
live in peace on this globe, that we can learn the
conditions of our survival soon and well enough to
prevent the species from becoming extinct.
We see the promise of humanity in its arts, its
literature, its ideals of love and world
friendship and community. We are not the
only folk ever to have embraced such a hopeful
vision of our future, and we are happy to join
hands, hearts, and hopes with others who share
these convictions for our possibilities.
This is a long way from zero.
Zero
is important, and it’s an acceptable place from
which to begin a religious journey. But it’s
not a good campsite. Moving on requires
discovering what we believe about who we are,
where we are, and what we’re trying to
do/be. It also involves reviving those
convictions every day in the face of people and
events that seem to derogate and devalue all that
we believe. It’s so easy to forget, so easy to
be swept along in tides bent toward destructive
and life-denying directions. The impulse
toward wholeness is natural. But to turn its
potential into the actual in day-by-day words and
deeds on behalf of human possibility requires
devotion, perseverance, and continuing
commitment. That takes practice. A
daily pause for refreshing our faith is
indispensable.
Zero
is important. But by itself it doesn’t add up to
very much.
Sermon
In
an essay in last May’s issue of The Atlantic
Monthly (May 2003), correspondent Jonathan
Rauch heralds the rise of an attitude toward
religion that he believes is “nothing less than
a major civilizational advance.” This
attitude is one to which he subscribes, along
with, he contends, more and more people of all
faiths in our country today. He stumbled
into a descriptive term for this way of thinking
about religion when, at a party, he was asked
where he would place himself in the spectrum of
religious thought. Rauch said he was about
to own up to his long-time and unapologetic
atheism, when he realized atheism was no longer a
good enough description for his theological
position. Not because he was no longer an
atheist, you see, but because many years had
passed since he really cared one way or the other.
He decided a more accurate description for his
religious perspective would be “apatheism,”
which he defines as a “a disinclination to care
all that much about one’s own religion, and an
even stronger disinclination to care about other
people’s.”
He
explains in the article that apatheism concerns
not what one believes, but how one believes it;
therefore, apatheists can be atheists or
agnostics, but perhaps even more importantly, and
the real triumph of apatheism in Rauch’s view,
is that they can be believers, too. The major
qualifying factor that makes someone an apatheist,
then, is not her belief system per se, but
her attitude about her belief system, and about
belief systems in general. Apatheists are
comfortable viewing religion as a personal
preference and they do not get caught up in the
details of different perceptions of God, or a lack
thereof. Apatheists are not anti-religion;
they just don’t care enough about it to want to
insert themselves in the religious lives of
others. As I understand the concept,
apatheists would end up at one end of a continuum
of religious attitudes, the other end of which
would hold evangelical fundamentalists of many
stripes, those people who not only follow the
cut-and-dried answers of their rigid belief
systems, whether they be Christian or Islamic or
even atheistic, but who expect others to agree
with them or suffer the consequences (hell, jihad,
or intellectual insignificance, as the case may
be).
On
the other hand, though, the more consideration I
give to this idea of apatheism, the more concerned
I become. Before I go much further, you
should know that I really identify with the
apatheists; so the critique of apatheism I will
offer in this sermon is as much a critique of
myself as it is of anyone else. At many
times in my life I would have easily identified as
an apatheist, had I known the term, because my
parents, whether they intended to or not, raised
me as one. At the weekly services in the
Methodist and Presbyterian churches of my youth, I
stood beside my mother, who took communion and
recited the creeds, and my father who not only
didn’t recite the creeds, but also oftentimes
didn’t even sing the hymns. As a result,
from an early age, I learned that different belief
systems could coincide…even get along…and that
it didn’t make much difference what I or anyone
else believed about God. It’s no surprise
then, when I turned 18, that I did what many of my
peers did, and probably some of you, too: I
avoided religion all together, thereby fully
embracing what I now know was my apatheism.
I didn’t walk away from organized religion angry
at the church, or angry with God…how could I be
angry when I wasn’t even sure what I
believed? I walked away because I didn’t
care one way or the other, and my youthful
religious apathy fit me just fine. As a side
note, you may find it interesting to know that,
according to a recent study, at least 1/3 of
Americans share a similar relaxed attitude toward
religion, as evidenced by their declaration that
they never go to church or synagogue.
Most of these people say they believe in God,
however differently they perceive him, her or it;
essentially, they just don’t care enough to want
to go to church. By my count, that’s
a lot of apatheists!
When
I first discovered Unitarian Universalism, I
confess I was mostly drawn by what I perceived to
be its institutional apatheism (though I wouldn’t
have used that term at the time). The initial
information I received about UUism assured me that
my individual journey and my “free and
responsible” search for truth and meaning would
be respected, wherever that journey might
lead. It was clear that UUs would do their
best to leave room for those of different
religious perspectives…even those who have
trouble with the notion of religion at all,
believing that, as we are wont to say, the
questions are more important than the
answers. I delighted in the idea that I
could gather with others to celebrate life and
consider its limitless mysteries without having to
subscribe to someone else’s vision of the
divine. Understand, I didn’t mind hearing
what other people thought about God; I just didn’t
want to be expected to believe the same things
they did about something that was inherently too
much of a mystery to fully comprehend. The
good news was that in a UU setting, I didn’t
have to. I knew there were general
principles that most people in the church claimed
to affirm and promote; after all, I could read
them in the front pages of the hymnal and on the
little wallet cards I picked up on the visitor
table. But these struck me, at first anyway, as
innocuous truisms that were not all that difficult
to accept. More intriguing to me was the
list of the sources from which Unitarian
Universalists claimed to draw: the wisdom of
different cultures and religions, science, ethics,
literature, philosophy, and so on. I also
appreciated the open acknowledgement of the
religious pluralism of our world. In fact,
in my first UU church, The Community Church of New
York, banners featuring symbols of the world’s
great religions were all prominently displayed in
the sanctuary, and the first Sunday School
curriculum I helped teach not long after I joined
was “Faith across the street,” the program in
which the children and their adult teachers visit
the worship services of other religious
institutions. This visiting other churches
stuff was incredible to me, almost too good to be
true. From the start, I had the impression
that the entire Unitarian Universalist movement
was based in the understanding that each member
could choose her own religious path as she felt
internally compelled to do so, without coercion or
even strong persuasion from fellow members or
ministers. Therefore, other than the fact that
people actually were encouraged to come to church
each week, the UU approach to religion seemed to
be an apatheist’s dream. I fit right in.
Closing
Words (Rev. William E. Gardner)
“We
all have two religions: the religion we talk about
and the religion we live. It is our task to
make the difference between these two as small as
possible.”