The
Death of Faith: Emerson’s Divinity School Address
It is a pleasure to gather on this brilliant winter day, known variously as Candlemas, Inbolc, Groundhog Day. The sun feels warm on the skin, and zephyrs refresh us with crisp, cool air, and occasional gusts remind us that winter is still with us.
Robert D. Richardson, Jr., author of Emerson: The Mind on Fire, writes, “The opening sentence of the address (“In this refulgent summer, it has been a luxury to draw the breath of life”) is not a casual allusion to the weather or a clearing of the throat. It is the central theological point of the talk. Divinity surrounds the living every day.”1
Like a ragas in Indian classical music, which were composed to a fit a certain time of day, Emerson’s talk is designed to remind his listeners where and when they are. The raga is a way of saying, in contemporary parlance, “Be here now.” It reminds me of an experience I had recently. I was coming back late one night on a train from New York. The man next to me was listening to a Walkman. We struck up a conversation and I learned that he was from India and now lived in Stamford, working for one of the large corporations based here. He told me that his music was a raga, music for night that he listened to regularly as a type of meditation.
Our nation is experiencing a time of rapid religious change. As a percentage of the population, both Judaism and Christianity as a whole are shrinking. Pentecostal and fundamentalist Christianity are growing. So are the major faiths of Islam, Buddhism, and Taoism. The New Age movement is growing. So are secularism and humanism. The most liberal Christian denomination, the United Church of Christ, and Unitarian Universalism are growing as well.2 American religion is changing. Establishment religion is unraveling, sending people in all directions, from the fundamentalist to the radical, or simply “none of the above.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson was quite critical of the establishment religion of his time. He called people out of the stupor of “we’ve always done it this way before.” Out of a dead and empty orthodoxy that did not speak to the real lives of men and women. He also had a vision of what he wanted to replace it.
Who was this, Ralph Waldo Emerson? He was born in 1803, son of a Unitarian minister. He also at first took up the calling of the Unitarian ministry, but resigned after just a few years, since he no longer felt he could in good conscience serve the Christian communion as it was commonly understood. So he took to the lecture circuit and writing essays that would become part of the bedrock of American literature.
He was part of the Transcendentalist Club, all but one a Unitarian, and many Unitarian ministers. The Transcendentalists sought to transcend what they regarded as the stifling confines of religious orthodoxy, philosophic rationalism, and social convention. They read extensively in the texts of Hinduism as well as European poets and thinkers such as Hegel and Carlyle, Goethe, and Coleridge.
In 1838, Emerson was invited to give the address at the graduation of the senior class of Harvard Divinity School—all six of them!3 His 45-minute lecture to the small class and others assembled was to set off a proverbial “firestorm of controversy” and be remembered for generations.
A few words about 1838. Samuel Morse had invented the telegraph two years before. That year, the British Empire began to rule Aden in Asia and Natal in Africa. Martin Van Buren was President. Queen Victoria had just begun to reign in Britain. Religiously, it was a conservative time. The American Unitarian Association, forerunner of our Unitarian Universalist Association, was only 13 years old. Many of its members were quite content to retain wholesale the conventional views of Protestant Christianity—minus the doctrines of the Trinity and Original Sin. While Emerson gave his speech, former Universalist minister turned freethinker Abner Kneeland was sitting in a Massachusetts jail, serving a two-month sentence for blasphemy, the last man to go to jail in America for this offense.4
In this refulgent summer, it has been a luxury to draw the breath of life. The grass grows, the buds burst, the meadow is spotted with fire and gold in the tint of flowers….
Through the transparent darkness the stars pour their almost spiritual rays. Man under them seems a young child, and his huge globe a toy…. In its fruitful soils; in its navigable sea; in its mountains of metal and stone; in its forests of all woods; in its animals; in its chemical ingredients; in the powers and path of light, heat, attraction, and life, it is well worth the pith and heart of great men to subdue and enjoy it. The planters, the mechanics, the inventors, the astronomers, the builders of cities, and the captains, history delights to honor.
But when the mind opens, and reveals the laws which traverse the universe, and make things what they are, then shrinks the great world at once into a mere illustration and fable of this mind. What am I? and What is? asks the human spirit with a curiosity new-kindled, but never to be quenched.
Behold these outrunning laws, which our imperfect apprehension can see tend this way and that….
The sentiment of virtue is a reverence and delight in the presence of certain divine laws…. These laws refuse to be adequately stated. They will not be written out on paper, or spoken by the tongue.
[These divine laws] elude our persevering thought; yet we read them hourly in each other's faces, in each other's actions, in our own remorse…this sentiment is the essence of all religion….
The intuition of the moral sentiment is an insight of the perfection of the laws of the soul. These laws execute themselves. They are out of time, out of space, and not subject to circumstance. Thus; in the soul of man there is a justice whose retributions are instant and entire. He who does a good deed, is instantly ennobled. He who does a mean deed, is by the action itself contracted….
Meantime, whilst the doors of the temple stand open, night and day, before every man, and the oracles of this truth cease never, it is guarded by one stern condition; this, namely; it is an intuition. It cannot be received at second hand… the absence of this primary faith is the presence of degradation… Let this faith depart, and the very words it spake, and the things it made, become false and hurtful…And because the indwelling Supreme Spirit cannot wholly be got rid of, the doctrine of it suffers this perversion, that the divine nature is attributed to one or two persons, and denied to all the rest, and denied with fury…
…it is my duty to say to you, that the need was never greater of new revelation than now. From the views I have already expressed, you will infer the sad conviction, which I share, I believe, with numbers, of the universal decay and now almost death of faith in society. The soul is not preached.
The painting depicts a colonial table, representing the roots of Unitarian Universalism in this country. And there are some books on the table: the Bible, recognizing the Judeo-Christian origins of this faith; a volume of Emerson, who taught that individual experience was a key source of religious faith and life; and one unnamed volume indicating that, for us, revelation is not sealed. There's a spray of flowers representing the diversity of persons who call themselves Unitarian Universalist and the diversity of spiritual paths we follow.6
Build thee more stately mansions,
O my soul,
As the swift seasons roll!
Leave thy low-vaulted past!
Let each new temple, nobler than the last,
Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast,
Till thou at length art free,
Leaving thine outgrown shell by life’s unresting sea!
1 Robert D. Richardson, Jr., Emerson: The Mind on Fire (Berkeley, CA: University of California Press, 1995), 289.
2 “Largest Religious Groups in the USA” (http://www.adherents.com/rel_USA.html, http://www.census.gov/)
3 Richardson, 288.
4 Ibid., 287.
5 Ibid., 288.
6 William Sinkford, “Sermon: The Language of Faith” http://www.uua.org/president/030112.html [accessed 1/26/03]