Jesus Camp

Jesus Camp
A Film by Rachel Grady and Heidi Ewing
Magnolia Home Entertainment, 2006
Review by Carl McColman

Vladimir Lenin said, “Give us the child for eight years and it will be a Bolshevik forever.” Yes, it’s a scary thought – and that primal intuitive sense that it’s wrong to brainwash or indoctrinate children lies at the bottom of the emotional power driving this non-fiction reality film about children who attend a charismatic/fundamentalist Christian summer camp deep in America’s heartland. When I saw the trailer for this film, I had the same kind of visceral reaction to it that I have to Lenin’s bold declaration. As someone who learned way too much about manipulative religiosity during my own teen-aged tangle with the charismatic renewal, I was primed to view this film with nail-spitting righteous anger directed at the horrible fundamentalists who are warping an entire generation of vulnerable children into right-wing extremists. At times, my experience watching it flirted on the edge of such an emotional maelström. But I never fully dove into the whirlpool. And I think this speaks as much as anything about how surprisingly balanced this film is, even as it fearlessly takes on an explosive and polarizing constellation of topics.

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Martha Ainsworth’s Contemplative Webpage

It’s a little out of date, not having been updated since 2002, so a number of the links on it are broken. But it’s a very pretty site, and a nice clean introduction to the contemplative world: Contemplative Spirituality: a Guide.

Letter for Mike

My friend Margarita, who is a conservative Christian, has a friend of hers named Mike who is interested in Celtic culture and so she decided to give him a copy of 366 Celt. But, since the book has such a strong Pagan focus and she herself is hardly a Pagan, she wanted to give him a sense of the book’s back story. So she asked me to write a letter to the young man, situating the book both in my own spiritual journey and in my ongoing efforts to balance my devotion to Christ and Catholicism with my radical openness to the grace that flows through all wisdom traditions. Having written the letter, I thought it might be of interest to others, so here it is.

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Scary Sexist Homophobic Christian Preacher of the Day

From the blog of Peter Rollins I learned about this horrorshow video on church planting and the discipleship of men, featuring a west-coast pastor named Mark Driscoll:

Okay, am I missing something here? I can agree with Driscoll’s idea that young men need Christ’s message more than any other segment of society. But his is a pandering and gynophobic strategy to evangelize the guys. By implicitly endorsing many of our culture’s homophobic and patriarchal assumptions of what it means to be “a man” seems to me at the very least to be a travesty of the Gospel, if not evidence of how the church’s worst enemies are found within. Driscoll seems to be advocating a cheap repentance where all that is required of a man is an acquiescence to purity-holiness in terms of sexual behavior, followed by giving up the computer games and potato chips and then getting a real job — and getting married and having lots of kids, of course. Rather than acknowledge that the Gospel invites us to the amazingly exciting and challenging task of thoroughly reinventing what it means to be a man (or a woman) in the light of grace, Driscoll settles for taking cheap shots at the herbal tea and aromatherapy crowd. If this is what it means to be a Christian, no wonder church attendance is declining. As Meister Eckhart said, “Truth is something so noble that if God could turn aside from it, I could keep the truth and let God go.” In other words, if I have to choose between truth and the crap that Driscoll is mongering in the name of Christ, it’ll be the easiest decision of my day.

Why the Christian Right is Wrong

Why the Christian Right is Wrong: A Minister’s Manifesto for Taking Back Your Faith, Your Flag, Your Future
By Robin Meyers
San Francisco: Jossey-Bass, 2006
Review by Carl McColman

This is one of those books where the titles says it all. Based on a speech that UCC minister Robin Meyers gave at a college rally that took on a life of its own thanks to the Internet, Why the Christian Right is Wrong throws down the gauntlet for anyone who is tired of the way that bad right-wing politics hides behind Christianity, thereby poisoning both politics and faith simultaneously. It’s interesting how the author has chosen to make this book extremely topical — to a great extent, it’s a screed against the many failings of our current president and his fundamentalist cronies both inside and outside the D.C. beltway — which gives it an urgency and a certain “current events” punch, even at the risk of it becoming very quickly dated and irrelevant. But hey, this is the blog generation: why would anyone want to read a book more than three years old anyway? With that little bit of irony in mind, Meyers’ book-length meditation on the evils of the 43rd president and his administration reads like an extended blog entry, filled with rather more passion than analysis (although this is certainly more than just a pugilistic rant).

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That Catholic Show

Some friends of mine have created a video podcast called That Catholic Show. Five episodes so far, each providing a lighthearted look at one aspect or another of the Catholic faith. The most recent episode is a little fuzzy on its history (the script writers seem to have the Middle Ages and the Renaissance confused), but theologically it’s spot on — and it includes footage shot at my place of employment, the Abbey Store.

Chapels in the Shrine

Here are photos of my two favorite chapels at the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception: the Crypt Church and the Blessed Sacrament Chapel.

Crypt of the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate ConceptionBlessed Sacrament Chapel at the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception

Trip Links

Fran and Rhiannon and I are on the road. The trip began with a drive up from Atlanta to Hampton, Virginia where we spent his birthday and father’s day with my dad (attending Saturday evening mass at St. Kateri Tekakwitha Church in nearby Tabb and going with my dad to Gloria Dei Lutheran Church on Sunday), and taking him out for a father’s day seafood dinner to the legendary Harpoon Larry’s Restaurant (the website is for the “main” Harpoon Larry’s in Virginia Beach, but we ate at their Hampton location). Of course, being the vegan in the bunch, I only ate a veggie sub, but everyone else enjoyed chowing down on the freshly caught and cooked fish.

We left Hampton on Monday and now we’re in the suburban wilds outside of Richmond with our friends Margarita and Michael Noyes. Michael participates in a centering prayer group at Richmond Hill, “an ecumenical Christian fellowship and residential community who serve as stewards of an urban retreat center within the setting of a historic monastery.” It seemed to be a wonderful community; I was there for a simple evening prayer service and community dinner prior to the centering prayer meeting, and had a lovely time.

Today we’re day-tripping up to Washington where we’re going to visit the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception and go shopping at one of the most wonderful stores in the world: the Newman Bookstore which is the most amazing Catholic bookstore I’ve ever seen (for example, they’ve got about 100 feet of self space devoted just to medieval theology).

Then tomorrow we depart for North Carolina. After lunch in Raleigh with Jasmine and Mike Morrell (of Sites Unseen), we’re heading for Asheville. There we’ll stay with our friends Cindy and Karen, and do some more shopping at places like The Captain’s Bookshelf (which is as good a place to buy used books as the Newman Bookstore is for new titles) and, of course, the legendary Malaprop’s Bookstore and Café. While in Asheville we will likely eat at wonderful places like the Laughing Seed Café or Mamacita’s Mexican Grill, and might even make it to mass at St Joan of Arc Catholic Church (which has a beautiful new church just two miles from Cindy’s and Karen’s) before returning home Saturday evening.

Quote for the Day

Silence does not exist in our lives merely for its own sake. It is ordered to something else. Silence is the mother of speech. A lifetime of silence is ordered to an ultimate declaration, which can be put into words, a declaration of all we have lived for.
Life and death, words and silence, are given us because of Christ. In Christ we die to the flesh and live to the spirit. In Him we die to illusion and live to truth. We speak to confess Him, and we are silent in order to meditate on Him and enter deeper into His silence, which is at once the silence of death and of eternal life — the silence of Good Friday night and the peace of Easter morning.

— Thomas Merton, No Man is an Island, as quoted in Echoing Silence:
Thomas Merton on the Vocation of Writing

Anglican Eucharistic Theology

Yet another web page where I could all too easily get very, very lost…

Anglican Eucharistic Theology

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