What do converts want?
I've listened twice now to a great lecture by Terry Mattingly, delivered a couple of years ago to an audience of Orthodox priests and laymen. It's title: "So What Do the Converts Want?" It's about and meant for Orthodox believers,...
I know as a COnvert to Catholicism that is waht I want. That does not mean there is not room for such things as THE WAY, or the Charismatic movement etc etc. However I would like proper Liturgy, a sound CCD education, etc to be the norm and not have to go searching for it around town
Thanks Rod :-(
Looks like a challenging homework assignment for us "crunchy cons" this weekend. Will try to get a chance to look it over.
I have in my files an extended interview with Terry Mattingly that I found very instructive when I read it at the time, "Taking Communion at the Mall." Enjoy his blog, "Get Religion." This guy is definitely plugged into the culture and the challenges facing believers. So I look forward to this.
In short, they don't want less Orthodoxy, they want more Orthodoxy.
The things you hit on make it sound like they want more Orthodox practice. The thing is, those desires - beauty, a stable tradition, complex worship practices - could be fulfilled just as easily in Orthodox Judaism as Orthodox Christianity. Hell, Shinto would work fine, for that matter. So I have to suspect that some of these converts wanted a smelly, belly, dusty religion, so they picked the one with the mythology they were already familiar with, and as long as the church is smelly, and belly, and has the right iconography, they'll be satisfied, and in the absence of any particular interest, they'd be happy to let the rest of it drift towards convenience.
In short, I think your enthusiasm for the broad appeal of small-o orthodox practice and your idealization of the orthodox as a remnant preserving the idea of doctrine-that-matters are somewhat at odds.
Ah, Rod, thank you for asking! It's been a little over four years from my conversion to Catholicism. What I want has evolved.
Initially, all I wanted at the moment I sensed God had granted me salvation from the clutches of evil, was security that He would not let me go. I hung on to him for dear life and prayed my heart out that he would never abandon me. With much prayer, and reassurance from my priest in the confessional that God would not let go of me, I immersed myself in prayer and study and have found myself in service to the Blessed Virgin through the Legion of Mary at my church.
What I want now is more of the same, and like you, I want to worship. I want to worship in a church that does not pigeonhole God into the realm of the scientific and natural. Certainly God, who created the natural world and the men and women who are involved in the scientific, is present in those realms; but God is supernatural and beyond everything we can detect with our five senses. A church in which the liturgy tantalizes the supernatural within me, my spirit, is what I want.
When I worship, I want to leave my world and enter God's. It is the closest place to heaven I have found in this life.
Senescent,
I can only speak for myself, but any "mythology" without Christ would absolutely *not* do. As a convert from protestantism to Orthodoxy, I wanted *more* of Christ, not less.
I came to Orthodoxy because I was looking for depth. So much of the Protestant ethos in which I was raised was about presenting an acceptably pious image. "How's your walk with the Lord?" "Great, praise God, just great!" That sort of thing. I spent quite a few years being Lutheran, and found some wonderful and devout believers, but when our pastor questioned the Resurrection (and on Easter morning, no less!) I began to make my way toward the exit. Orthodoxy is demanding, and not about to accommodate my wishes, and that's just fine. Too many of my wishes have been accommodated, to my detriment. I am a lousy example of an Orthodox Christian, but that's okay. There is an understanding here that we are in process during life, and that stumbling, falling and getting up again are normal. We do not shoot our wounded in our parish. Example: several years ago, just after we had been baptized into the Church, Father Matthew announced that there would be a brief meeting in the sanctuary for the baptized only, and would all catechumens and visitors kindly go to the fellowship hall for coffee, and we would join them shortly. The doors were then closed, and the sound system shut off, so those in the fellowship hall could not hear what was going on in the sanctuary. Father then turned and called the parish treasurer to stand beside him. She, clutching a Cross as if her life depended upon it, (it does and so does yours) walked to the front of the church and confessed that she had been stealing from the Church for years. It had started on a very small scale, but after awhile she was diverting thousands of dollars and hiding it through some very creative bookkeeping. The edifice fell apart when the bank noticed one transaction that was just a bit too cute, and called Father. Her account was broken up by deep sobs of shame and grief and repentance. She asked us to forgive her, and then stepped to the side. Father Matthew then faced us and said, "You have heard your sister's confession. Be grateful that your own sins have not been found out in this way. We will forgive our sister, and we will love her, and this will be the last time we discuss this. She will repay what she stole. If you have a problem with this, it's your problem, and you need to come and talk with me." And that was that. I'm not saying that this is unique to Orthodoxy, and I'm sadly aware of some of our hierarchs who have not been willing to deal with sin so forthrightly, but I am saying I had never seen the practical working out of sin-confession-forgiveness in any other church I had attended over fifty years. I was deeply impressed. Again, I'm not slamming anybody else, so don't accuse me of triumphalism, but this is what I saw. Our service are long, and we generally stand throughout them, and our feet and backs hurt, and sometimes we wish some monk twelve hundred years ago could have just cut to the chase, especially during Vigils, but somehow people keep coming, and new people keep walking through the door. I began this by saying I had been looking for depth, but that's not right. I had been looking for Christ. I found Him in His Church, right where He had said He would be.
Interesting question. I'm not sure I would qualify under your criteria as a "convert," as I was raised Methodist but was unchurched during my early adulthood. But I have had what I think of as a "long conversion," with some white light experiences, much time in spiritual deserts, and then mostly slow spiritual growth to where I am now. (We'll see what happens next.)
What I want is similar to what you describe. I want worship with soaring music, a variety of theological perspectives in the pulpit to challenge me, and a community of fellow travelers to be in company with. And I want sufficient silence in community for us to feel God's mystery. With the music, my wants have changed drastically from charismatic gospel traditions (African-American and bluegrass) along with some contemporary worship music to mostly choral and classical with chant mixed in.
To the point about who gives to the parish, your description is quite typical, regardless of denomination or tradition. 10%-15% of members generally give upwards of 90% of tithes and offerings. No matter what pastors and stewardship experts try, nothing seems to be able to break that pattern consistently. I don't know if it is theological, spiritual, or just familial and historic bonds to the local church, but it is consistent across the board.
I came to Catholicism after the birth of my second child in 2001. My husband was a police officer, and that year was a fearful time to be an officer's wife.
I was raised in a super-strict, end-times believing faith, and had rejected it (pretty much on the premise that I was a miserable human being who could never measure up and that God was going to destroy me anyway). I wasn't really agnostic. I was mostly just unmoored from any organized faith.
In the Catholic Church, I found a traditional, yet uplifting faith. I found salvation, not damnation nor a check-list of things that must be done in order to earn salvation. The beautiful music, the imagery, the smells and the sense of worshipping God (as opposed to merely sitting in a lecture hall while a lay preacher berates you as a sinner) they captured my heart. They still have it.
I may fall short as I try to walk in the faith; I'm certainly not as little-o orthodox as many here. But I have found something in the church that I cannot let go of ... and I refuse to let my human failings drive me away from it.
I'm journeying east, hoping in God's time to be received into Orthodoxy (closest church is 60 miles so hard to be part of parish life; and so far my husband is not with me on this). What I want is 1) a God who is truly good and loves mankind, 2) a theology that is whole and beautiful and does not have to make excuses or loopholes for God, 3) Sacramental life- the Real Presence without having to know exactly how it happens, and the reality of all the material symbols; 4) a purpose for the church in this life, and communion with God and others in living that out; 5) recognition that people are imperfect, and help with practices and guidance that actually beckon me to love better along the way.
Dana:
That's beautiful and I would concur in every way.
Rod,
I read an article a few years back, I can't remember exactly where, but it studied different denominations in America, and which ones were growing and which ones were dwindling in congregants. As I recall, the two main factors, that were determined to be the common causal factors in which religions were growing were:
1) The religion preached a consistent, unflinching and unchanging,firm set of doctrines, and principles, especially firm moral standards.
2) The religion required, asked for significant, sacrifice, participation and commitment on the part of its adherents.
Sacrifice develops or produces commitment, and reverence. Effort and action build genuine devotion, belief, and faith.
It reminds me of the Lord when he says in the New Testament: If any man shall keep these sayings, he shall know of the doctrine, whether it be of mine own self, or of my Father who sent me."
Conviction comes from action and sacrifice, and when action and sacrifice are required by a denomination, they produce that conviction.
Our doubting, fallen, hearts and minds, would however prefer, the conviction first, because that doesn't require faith, which is the Lord's wayand requires us to do the work of believing and trusting, before we have knowlegde or a reassurance of our faith, which for a human being, is some of the hardest work there can be.
I think the information came from the research of Rodney Stark, the well-known sociologist of religion here in the U.S. If it wasn't that it may have been the Pew Forum on Religion.
As a third year convert to Catholicism, I would like to see a renewed sense of the sacred in liturgy and catechesis. Liturgically, why we persist in mawkish campfire sing-a-long songs as opposed to the numinous melodies of Gregorian chant, which after all is commended to us by Nostra Aetate, is exceedingly flummoxing. Regarding catechesis, there is no question that a renewal of the contemplative and philosophic riches of the Catholic tradition is in order, from Bonaventura and Aquinas to Cardinal Newman and Charles de Foucauld. As JPII convincingly argued in Fides et Ratio, any faith that shuns metaphysics in this day and age will be radically unequipped for the task of evangelization.
I left Catholicism some time ago and am still searching for a church home. What I want in a church is simple: 1) proclaims the good news of God's Grace (my understanding of this is somewhere between Lutheranism and Calvinism) and 2) will believe the same thing tomorrow as it does today. You don't get that in post-Vatican 2 Catholicism. I am VERY attracted to Orthodoxy but find much of the doctrines/practices confusing - for example they don't seem to veer so far into Mariolatry as the Romans (I can accept the "Mary is the Church writ large" explanations), but you have things like the Icon of the Protection of the Theotokos (I think) where a Marian icon saved a monastary? I realize it's impossible to find ANY church without a significant amount of folk devotion, but some of the stuff in Orthodoxy is rather large to swallow.
A better question, rather than what we want, is what does the church need from us, and therefore ask of us?
A faith that demands much is more appealing to the genuine convert than one that simply entertains an audience, according to the shifting fashions of the time.
The church asks us to stand through the service, so we do, if we can. It asks us to eat vegan about 1/2 the time, so we try. It asks us to sing fairly exotic music a capella. It asks us to be humble, to forgive one another and others, too. All difficult, all linking us with those who have gone before and those to come, and slowly healing our souls.
Whether or not we want all this, we need to do it.
This November will mark nine years since I converted to Orthodoxy. I was raised in the Church of the Nazarene, but found in the Orthodox Church a depth of worship and presence of God I never knew could be possible outside of a revival. Leading up to my conversion, I was enlisted in the Army, first serving at Fort Drum, NY, then because I wanted to see more of the world, I served in Seoul, Korea. I thought God wanted me to go to Korea to prepare to become a missionary--boy was I wrong.
Shortly after arriving in Korea, I sought some instruction from my chaplain in order to prepare for studying religion at Eastern Nazarene College. He obliged, and he introduced me to the Fathers of the early Church, Polycarp, Clement, Anthony and Athanasius--people I had never heard of in Sunday School. After six months he invited me to the Greek Orthodox cathedral Saint Nicholas with him and his family. My chaplain was a Presbyterian, but because of the changes occuring at that time in his church regarding increased acceptance of homosexual clergy, he had begun a few years earlier to search for a church that he believed would not bow to the pressures of modern culture. He settled on the Orthodox Church, specifically the OCA. His wife and son at the time had already converted, but he had to bide his time carefully lest he lose his endorsement and thus his job.
I enjoyed the Divine Liturgy, in spite of the fact that the only English-speaking priest had a thick Korean accent. Unfortunately, the bishop ended the English services due to low attendence, but I still found I could follow and enjoy the Korean service.
My conversion was mostly of the mind at first. I read various pamphlets and small books about Sola Scriptura, which I understood at the time to be a core Nazarene belief. Once that concept had been shown to me to be completely inaccurate, I began to wonder if I might become Orthodox. I never lost my love of the Church of the Nazarene, I felt I owed my existence to it, but I remember at that time I thought that I might eventually become Orthodox. It was not too long after that when I realized that I no longer had a choice--it was either become Orthodox or remain Nazarene, and by so doing deny the truth of all that I had learned. It was a strange moment, to realize that what I had learned forced me to convert, or else lie to myself for the rest of my life. I was like a fish who had been caught by the hook, and could stay in the water only by denying the steel barb piercing my cheek. In a way, that was for the best, becuase I realized there was no point in being afraid to venerate icons, or cross myself, etc. I quickly realized that I missed doing these things I had never done before.
Around the same time I recall happening upon an interview of Frederica Mathewes-Green I think on some morning show. She was talking about converting to Orthodoxy. She was asked about what draws people to the Orthodox Church, and she said that she thinks that men in particular are drawn to Orthodoxy because of the order of the Liturgy. That resonated with me because as a Soldier my life was very regimented.
Another aspect of Orthodoxy that drew me was the depth of the services--I felt like I was being treated like an adult, rather than like a child. The more I learned about Orthodoxy the deeper it got, the thicker it got. In a word, Orthodoxy is "crunchy."
I'd like to ask readers of this blog who are converts to a liturgical church -- or for that matter, to any church: So what do you want?
I want pastors/priests/leaders who don't mess with women they're not married to, or misuse church funds.
I will never believe the teachings of either Catholicism or Orthodoxy, and, meaning no offense to any of you who do, I would even say they strike me as an exquisitely logical systems built on delusional premises. But even I am moved by the beauty of the services and the sense of "place" the Church can create.
I am a convert to Orthodoxy from Protestantism, and there was only one reason for me to leave the tradition that raised me and loves me (even now that I've gone). It's not beauty; you can make Protestantism beautiful. It's not safety and trust in hierarchy; you can find one that's safe or create your own. The only reason to submit yourself to the Church and its loving and decisive care is because it is the Body of Christ that is animated by His very Body and Blood. This is a bold claim, and either the Orthodox are misguided and very wrong, or they are very right and all Christians will find their home there.
I love Protestantism, and I owe Protestants so incredibly much. Becoming part of the Church is an astounding grace: but it is hard for me to believe that people would do so just because they found the experience and tradition "rich".
Brandon Chase Bell:
"Why Strict Churches are Strong" by Laurence Iannaccone, perhaps?
Ever read the anonomously penned 14th century work, "The Cloud of Unknowing"? Read or reread that, and I think you will know what the contemplatives want.
As a convert to Catholicism I think the relevant question is 'what does God want?' I came to the conclusion that because the Roman Catholic Church is the Church of Christ, he wanted me to join it, so I did.
I love Mattingly's parallel between newspapers for people who don't like to read and churches for those who don't like to worship. I'm not sure that describes the Church I left for Orthodoxy, however. The "liberals" in "the worship wars" there wanted to sing "praise songs" which, whatever fault one might find with them, were in some ways more worshipful than the mutually admonitory things we "conservatives" tended to sing to each other. At least many of them were actually directed to God, which isn't a bad start.
"Dana Ames | August 1, 2008 5:52 PM" hits a lot of great points, especially about a "God who is truly good and loves mankind." My Calvinism held God in awe, but I absolutely could not tell someone (who might, after all, be "reprobate") that God loved them. "Jacob I loved, but Esau I hated" I took very literally as if it were a pronouncement on Esau's eternal destiny rather than God's election of one to be the Father of His beloved Israel, the other of Edom. Although it wasn't the primary attraction - the historicity of Orthodoxy and its worship were my primary draws - that God truly and unequivocally loves me remains a huge comfort (and that, oddly, echoes the first question and answer of Calvinism's Heidelburg Catechism - a promise Calvinism couldn't ultimately deliver on).
"Rob | August 2, 2008 12:06 AM" writes "I will never believe the teachings of either Catholicism or Orthodoxy ... I would even say they strike me as an exquisitely logical systems built on delusional premises ...." I'm not sure what Rob would believe - some Protestant doctrine? - but I adamantly insist that "exquisitely logical systems built on delusional premises" better describes my former Calvinism than it does Orthodoxy. Anyone exposed to Orthodox apophatic theology could not believe about it what Rob asserts.
I was nominally raised a Catholic and studied Zen in college, but I finally converted to Judaism. I converted to Judaism because I found the study of Talmud the defining spiritual experience of my life.
I want to say that I respect Catholicism and Christianity and Zen Buddhism. My conversion had nothing to do with any lack in those religions. I simply feel more comfortable in Judaism.
Strangely, since I converted, I find myself more in tune with the sister religions and other spiritual practices as well.
I don't know how to explain this, but I love studying the ancient texts in their original forms rigorously, as if every word and every interpretation mattered. It's not for everybody, but it works for me.
Yes! Give me reverence! The Catholic Church drew me in through her history, her unchanging (yet living) moral and theological teaching, and her teaching that our ultimate purpose is union with God (something I had never heard put in that way before...spousal union with God? Incredible!). What "sealed the deal", if you will, was learning about and then actually experiencing the Real Presence of Jesus in the Eucharist. If the Church, had Jesus, how could I turn away?
And if Jesus is really present in the Mass--the Sacrifice of the Mass--should we not treat this meeting of the divine and the mundane, of Heaven and earth as the truly holy and sublime experience that it is, with appropriately reverent music, prayer, dress, and action? So no, Senescent, we aren't just looking for some "smelly, belly, dusty religion". We've found Jesus, our High Priest, who presents His sacrifice of love to the Father on our behalf every single day in the Mass, and we want to honor Him by setting everything we do in the liturgy apart from our "profane" lives (ie, the Precious Blood belongs in a gold or silver chalice, not a clay cup that my two-year-old cousin could make or a mug from Walmart, because we are putting the body of our King in the best and most beautiful raiment we have to offer).
So give me chant, give me Latin, give me silence--all of these are sufficiently "other" that they allow God to speak through all the noise of my daily life (and the hated tambourine...).
I could slip back into my zealot phase and tell you about my conversion from Catholicism to Orthodoxy, but it is very similar to everyone elses. I won't tell you about how I was one of the o"rthodox Catholics and how I looked down my nose on all the liberal Catholics who wouldn't take the time to learn their Baltimore catechism and how I personally corrected Scott Hahn on the many flaws in his books. I could tell you how elated I was to discover Orthodoxy and found the "true and ancient faith" and how I beat up all of my "o"rthodox Catholic ex-friends about not converting with me.
I could tell you about how I moved 100 miles back to my hometown and how frustrated I was leaving my EOC-Antiochian parish to a small GOA parish where the ethnics knew very little about their faith and never showed up on time. Especially the other choir members with their beautiful voices. I could tell you about my losing my business and then my divorce and then all my possessions in Katrina and how humbled I was. Then I could tell you how I found out how hard it was for me to stay on the path and how it led me to understand human frailty.
I now live in a town in Mississippi 100 miles away from the nearest Orthodox church and I am married to a Southern Baptist. We attend a Disciples of Christ Church most Sundays when we don't travel to the Orthodox church, which is unfortunately rare. The people at the DOC church are truly wonderful Christians and the pastor is a better orator than almost any Orthodox priest I have listened to. But the liturgists are Episcopal wannabe's and I just want to tell them that if they want true litury to skip the Anglicanism and Catholicism and go to Orthodoxy. But I truly enjoy the company of these people.
My wife and I listen to a lot of Thomas Hopko CD's and she has never found a point that he makes with which she can disagree. We read from the OS Bible and she never disagrees with any of the comments. She agreed to have a big fat Greek wedding in my hometown. I have had many people in my new city who have heard of the Orthodox church and have told me they wish they had a little bit of Orthodoxy in their churches. Especially the ones who have left their churches and no longer attend. My dream is to start a mission church in my new hometown, but having previously been a high brow Christian who towed the line and was pretty pissed at anyone else who couldn't fall in line, and now a still repentent humble backslider after my divorce, I don't feel worthy of starting one. I wish I could convince one of the "o"rthodox Protestant pastors I have me to check out the AOC Western Rite.
An interesting observation: My DOC church led a mission team to refurbish a DOC church in the 9th Ward in New Orleans. The pastor of the Black church, in his 60's, and his wife and a few parishoners came to my DOC church and joined us for the worship service. The choir director chose Kum By Yah as one of the songs. None of 9th Warders were familiar with the words or the tune. They led our congregation in one of their spiritual hymns. After about five minutes they stopped singing and jokingly said they weren't near finished but they understood that we couldn't keep up with them much longer.
God. And with Him, all good things.
I think different converts are looking for different things. Take you for example, Rod. Given all the trolling of liberal Catholicism you've been doing lately, I'd say you're looking for Lefebvrism, except without all the paranoia and high camp.
What TMatt said in his talk - I'm on of those people looking for more than a rock concert and a plasma screen on Sunday mornings.
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