A church not too different from St.
John’s here in Decatur had some great acolytes not too different from our own.
They were attentive during worship, deliberate with their actions during
processions, and happy to share in fellowship with the rest of the congregation.
While most—if not all—of what they did during the service followed the rubrics of our Book of Common Prayer–those rules that help to guide worship—there was one unique custom that stood out
when visitors came to church for the first time.
As the acolytes began from the western part
of the church —some would say the front of the church, while others call that
the back—the crucifer after about ten steps would dip the cross low. Visitors
and newcomers would look puzzled as the processional cross stooped down in
procession. By the time these new folks became members though, the practice had
become normal to them, until one day a newcomer wondered, “What in the world is
the crucifer doing?”
This new member first asked the head of the acolyte guild
why the crucifer did this. The acolyte master gave a puzzled look and replied,
“Well, that’s how we have always done it—at least as long as I’ve been here.”
Not satisfied with the answer the new member approached several other members
of the church and asked the same question and got the same reply.
Finally, the newcomer asked the rector. The rector after
hearing the question got red in the face. “You know,” the priest replied, “before
the most recent renovations decades ago there was a light that the crucifer had
to duck the cross under during the procession. And… I haven’t had the heart to
tell the acolytes that they don’t have to swoop the cross now that the light is
gone.” To quote the opening number from Fiddler
on the Roof, “Tradition!!! Tradition!!!” (Good luck getting that song out
of your head now.)
Like many things in the Episcopal Church after we do it once
it becomes a long standing tradition, but I wonder about this. I love
traditions so much—I grew up at a summer camp with many of them, I chose a
college with peculiar practices, and I have been nourished in a church with
them. However, like the crucifers who dipped the cross under a light that was
no longer there, sometimes these traditions serve no purpose but to say that
this is the way we have done it in the past. How often do we wonder if a
certain tradition or practice brings us closer to God? Do we reflect on whether
a tradition creates health? Have we stopped to think about those things that we
tell ourselves we have to do because we have always done them?
I have been struck by an analogy as of
late. Do you remember that wonderful—or terrible depending on who you
ask—section of the SAT designated for analogies? Well, here’s one to bring up
bad or good memories: traditions : groups :: ________ : individuals. Perhaps
there are multiple ways to answer this, but I am tempted to respond with the
word habit. Our communal habits are traditions.
Many experts will tell you that to form
a new habit you have to do something for twenty-one days in a row. Whether it’s
a good habit—like exercising, eating well, writing in a journal, saying your
prayers—or a bad habit—like biting your fingernails, slouching, smoking
cigarettes, compulsively shopping—one only needs a few weeks of doing something
to have a lasting impact on one’s life. But, if habits are to individuals as
traditions are to groups, then I wonder, do we ever think that just like there
are healthy and unhealthy habits for individuals there might also be healthy
and unhealthy habits—or traditions—for communities?
You have probably heard it said that
Jesus did not come to found a religion, instead he came to start a movement. Sometimes
I forget this about Jesus, but I almost always remember it when I hear about
John the Baptizer. The religion of those in Judea and Jerusalem revolved around
a priestly class obsessed with tradition—religious elites whom people gave the
best seats at synagogue, greetings in the marketplaces, and special garments at
all times. John the Baptist’s ministry flew directly in the face of all of
this: no Temple or synagogue—just a river, no meandering through a
marketplace—just the wilderness, and no fancy clothes—just camel’s hair. John
was not trying to start a religion. John knew his place was as the forerunner,
the middle-inning reliever, the one who was setting the table for the closer.
He knew that he was starting a movement of repentance, which called into
question all the traditions that were the givens of the day.
After Jesus ascended the movement he
started only took a couple of centuries before it had forgotten that Jesus did
not come to found a religion with special seats, special privileges, and special
clothes for the clergy. We do something once in church and we think that it has
been a tradition since Jesus himself walked the earth, but John continues to
call us into some serious soul searching. Just because we have a tradition that
does not have to be the way we always do things.
In the book we are using for our
Wednesday night series Praying in Color by
Sybil MacBeth, the author describes many barriers to doing something new and
different, like praying in a different way. She writes, “Adopting a new way of
praying may require a suspension of rigid belief. Most of us have a tendency to
enshrine our narrow beliefs and spiritual practices. We assume that the way we
learned to pray as a child, at one of our many conversions, or during a major
epiphany about life is the only way there is.” But, this is not true. In fact,
when we worship tradition instead of God we are committing a form of idolatry as
put a tradition or practice in the place of God. This is always dangerous, but especially
when our traditions do not embolden us to care for those on the margins, the
vulnerable among us, or worse yet set up opportunities to prey upon the weak.
So what do we do? Traditions, just like
habits are in and of themselves neutral, neither healthy nor unhealthy, but
they can just as easily be the vehicle for exclusion as they are for inclusion.
So again, what do we do? There are no easy solutions in discernment—especially
in thinking of those things that we love and have done for a long time.
However, when listening to which traditions and habits are healthy and which
ones are unhealthy, we would do well not to just see John the Baptist as the
plush and funny mascot for Advent.
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