Thursday, May 19, 2016

The Wisdom of Rivals: Reflection and Poem for Trinity Sunday



A Reflection for Trinity Sunday                                      All Saints’ Episcopal, Southern Shores, NC
May 22, 2016                                                                          Thomas E. Wilson, Rector

The Wisdom of Rivals

What is the nature of wisdom? The Book of Proverbs lesson for today reflects on Wisdom, portraying it as a feminine attribute of God. Most of the time when the Biblical authors refer to God, they use masculine pronouns because they lived in patriarchal societies, and the Bible reflects the bias of the authors who were somewhat nervous about women. There is a power in women that unsettled their male culture; therefore they placed their women under strict controls. While they acknowledged the necessity of having women around, many of their myths had bad things happen to the male heroes if they listened to, or fell under the spell of, women. They were afraid of things that went outside the traditional male boundaries for they were terrified that women might want to control them. Looking through the lens of the Myers-Briggs Personality Inventory, the personality types that did well in Hebrew cultures were “Sensing” people who looked to the external world for information and the “Thinking” person who followed logic in making decisions, as opposed to “Intuitives” who got their information from going deeper into the internal world and imagination and the “Feeling” person who made decisions based on emotion. Other religions of the region had feminine deities which demanded obedience, and the Hebrew Scriptures spent a lot of their time condemning those gods. The male Hebrew leaders spent a lot of their time promoting the following of laws and fighting wars of dominance.

There’s a phrase I often use which I stole from the old British television series, “Rumpole of the Bailey” and which they stole from H Ryder Haggard's book and later movie, She. I use the phrase when I refer to my wife - “She who must be obeyed!”  I laugh - she doesn't, because she has had more than enough patronizing by men covering up their fear of strong women. The character, “She”, is an alluring monster, but what attracted me to Pat was her strength and passion.

Part of becoming whole human beings is for each of us to claim those parts of ourselves that reflect the denied parts of ourselves - women to claim their masculine and men to claim their feminine, the sensate to claim the intuitive, the thinker to claim the feeler, and so on. So it is with God; a God of law and war is one-dimensional and must be seen as also a God of love and peace. The claiming of wisdom as an attribute of God is part of that grown-up view of God for wisdom is not about following the rules, but about looking deeper into ourselves to find what God might be whispering into our souls. Jesus has this habit of quoting the law and then pointing out that the law was not enough, and he urges us to go behind the law to find the love, to go beyond the usual and to enter into life of the Spirit in order to claim what it means to be fully human.

If wisdom is an attribute of God, then the way we enter into wisdom is to listen to the inner musings of God. Wisdom is not about following the rules or developing our own talents, but about understanding how everything fits together through the eyes and mind of God.

Last week I was thinking about how I might make more money since this preaching gig is not making me rich, and I thought about writing a play after I retire. I realized it might take me years to write or as Browning reminds us,  “Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp/or what a Heaven for?” I started blocking out how it might work. There is a very popular musical in rap by Lin-Manuel Miranda on Broadway right now about Alexander Hamilton, the first Secretary of the Treasury, and his rivalries with others like Jefferson, Adams, Madison, and Burr. There is even a song about Hamilton debating Samuel Seabury, a minister who is a Loyalist to the British, and winning the argument. Seabury will later become the first Bishop in the American Episcopal Church. Hamilton’s song with Seabury has Hamilton exclaim: “My dog speaks more/ eloquently than thee!”  That is his paraphrase; let me read you what Hamilton wrote in response to Seabury’s article on February 23, 1775:

I resume my pen, in reply to the curious epistle you have been pleased to favor me with, and can assure you that notwithstanding I am naturally of a grave and phlegmatic disposition, it has been the source of abundant merriment to me. The spirit that breathes throughout is so rancorous, illiberal, and imperious; the argumentative part of it is so puerile and fallacious; the misrepresentation of facts so palpable and flagrant; the criticisms so illiterate, trifling, and absurd; the conceits so low, sterile, and splenetic, that I will venture to pronounce it one of the most ludicrous performances which has been exhibited to public view during all the present controversy.

I started to think of how I could take historical figures and play on the tension between them, and I thought of President Franklin Delano Roosevelt and Andrew Mellon, who was Secretary of the Treasury before Roosevelt won the election. The men hated each other and both of them were seen as wise men by their followers.  It might be a comment on how we see wisdom in our culture.

You may need more information on Andrew Melon. He was of the same generation of Teddy Roosevelt, Franklin’s older cousin and Eleanor’s uncle. Melon was Secretary of the Treasury under three Presidents from 1921 to 1932 and had been hailed as the wisest Secretary of the Treasury since Alexander Hamilton.

Unlike Hamilton, who was an illegitimate child who the Church of England would not allow to be a member, you can see where the vitriol came from against Seabury, a Church of England Minister.  Both Mellon and Roosevelt were born in good, well-off Episcopal families. They both were born and moved in privileged circles and belonged to the right clubs. Both went to college, and Roosevelt graduated from Harvard and went to Columbia Law, but dropped out after he passed the Bar. He worked in corporate law before he went into politics. Mellon went to a hometown college in Pittsburg but never graduated because when he was 17, his father set him up as the head of a coal and lumber business which he made a success. When he was 28, he took over control of the family bank. Mellon was already a power in the economy when Roosevelt was born. Roosevelt would never had heard of him because Franklin led a sheltered life away people outside his own social circle until he married early at 23 to get away from his mother’s influence, which he is never really able to do. Mellon, on the other hand kept his focus on working and making money. When he was 45, he married a beautiful young heiress 25 years his junior. She was an heiress of Guinness Beer and part of Mellon's later job as Secretary of the Treasury is to oversee the Prohibition enforcement, which I think would add a nice scene in my play…

I am thinking about another scene where Mellon is upset over Teddy Roosevelt’s busting up the monopolies and trusts and Mellon being distrustful of the name of Roosevelt. The outline of the first scene I have between Franklin and Mellon is when Mellow is meeting with some lawyers and they decide to interview Franklin, one of the young tony New York corporate lawyers, for a possible job. In this time of their lives, both are married and there is a party of surface charm between them, but Mellon is fed up with Franklin’s lack of sharpness about the law, and Franklin makes a couple of comments about how he would not really be sure he would be happy in faraway Pittsburg without his friends on the Hudson. An argument ensues and in revenge, Franklin makes an only partially unsuccessful pass at Mellon's wife. She tells Mellon, and so begins their mutual hatred. Pure fiction of course, but fun.

Mellon continued a phenomenal success as a banker and financier before he was appointed Secretary of the Treasury with the election of Warren Harding. Harding had overwhelmingly won the election against the ticket in which Franklin Roosevelt, the Vice Presidential candidate, had been badly beaten. The next year Franklin would come down with polio, which would put his future in doubt, while Mellon is at the top of his game. Mellon pushes for loose regulation over the stock market and is able to cut the highest income tax rate from 77% to 24%. In the 1920's, he was the third highest income tax payer behind John D. Rockefeller and Henry Ford, and people saw his wealth and declared him wise. His art collection would later form the core of the National Gallery in Washington where I spend some of the best moments of my life appreciating his taste in art. He was a well-known philanthropist and helped to build up universities and charities.

He was also the Secretary of the Treasury leading up to the Wall Street crash and into the Great Depression. After the crash he was declared the worst Secretary in American history, and hearings were held to have him impeached until Hoover appointed him as Ambassador to the Court of St. James to save him that humiliation. In the Depression, Roosevelt's allies held Mellon up as a malefactor of wealth and remembered that he had been a member of the club that owned the earthen dam that was allowed to be in such disrepair that its collapse caused the Johnston Flood, killing over 2000 people. The families of those killed could not sue the club because the club founders made sure that the members were never foolish enough to be liable. His marriage to his young wife had ended after 12 years with a bitter divorce after his wife's flagrant adulteries, and Roosevelt’s Justice Department kept investigating Mellon for tax evasion until he died. After his death it was announced that there really was no evidence of tax evasion

In their times both men were seen as wise, but I think they were clever, aware of their own agendas, rather than wise. They were both very successful in their fields of work but not in their personal intimacy. They were well-mannered and charming and, for both of them, charm had a purpose. They went to church and listened to preachers, but neither of them seemed to have time to do a lot of listening to God. They didn't really seem to spend much time trying to figure out what God would want; rather, their public words seem to suggest that being a Christian meant that you ask God to help you in doing what you felt the country needed and you wanted. They both loved and appreciated beauty. They both worked for what they saw as the common good, and they were good at it.

In the final song of Hamilton, Washington raps:
Let me tell you what I wished I known
When I was young and dreamed of Glory
You have no control
Who lives
Who dies
Who tells your story.

I think that they were like the rest of us who arise each day to capture fleet glimpses of wisdom when we become fully human in the fullness of God’s vision of living as God’s images on earth. In the play I see two redemptive scenes of wisdom: The first is for Mellon, who stands before a piece of art which he loves but knows he cannot buy, he cannot own. Yet it is in his inability to own it, to control it, that he finds the greater awe. He makes a decision to give his art collection to the National Gallery and refuses permission to name the Gallery after him, for it is a gift and it no longer belongs to him. He sees the divine wisdom that all of our gifts don’t really belong to us; they are to be used for others. The other scene is for Roosevelt, when he has children with polio with him at Warm Springs, and he finds the wisdom of joy even when he cannot fix, he cannot control; he cannot use this for his own agenda, he can only love.

I am reminded of the second verse of Kipling’s poem Recessional
 The tumult and the shouting dies;
   The Captains and the Kings depart:
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
…An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!



The Wisdom of Rivals
Hating in you what I dread seeing in myself
   You become villain mine own enemy worst.
I want be seen as priceless Dutch blue delft
   Yet you remain as a cracked mirror cursed.
Oh if you could only see me and I you
As God’s child showing full love true.

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