Excerpt from the Acknowledgement page of Christ In Evolution by Ilia Delio, OSF.
Sister Ilia gives voice to the question that rose up in my heart during the most recent battle of the creation-evolution debate between Bill Nye and Ken Ham:
For a number of years I have been teaching courses in Christian spirituality and I am repeatedly impressed how the mature Christian mystic almost always arrives at a profound experience of Christ in the universe. Through the mystics I have discovered a new way of doing Christology that differs from the analytical and philosophical approach of contemporary systematic theology. This book is born out of a theological questions clothed in a mystical garment, namely, what is the meaning of Christ for us today?
Our world today, marked by global consciousness and cultural and religious diversity, beckons for a new understanding of Christ. Who is the Christ for us today? How does Jesus Christ shape the Christian life? Inspired by the mystics to pursue this venture, I have taken an integrative approach to plumb the meaning of Christ in an evolutionary universe.
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It never ceases to amaze me how that mystics take the awesome and real power of God and turn it into philosophical aspiration. How did the apostle say it, “Having a form of godliness, but denying the power thereof.” Preach in this generation the mystical qualities of Christ in the universe and they will love you. Preach Christ dying a bloody, horrible death to pay for sin, then literally and physically rising the third day, and you are branded a fundamentalist, bigot, or insane.
If the gospel changes to suit each generation, then no man is qualified what to call anathema. Everything must be accepted, as we cannot know what God truly accepts or rejects. The mystical gospel is both ancient and novel, but it is not the gospel of the New Testament. Jesus was not a mystic, but the manifestation of God in flesh, the demonstration that the universe’s Sovereign is also salvation’s slave. He is greater than the far reaches of the galaxy, which we cannot begin to comprehend, and He is the force holding together each atom, smaller and more complex than we can fathom.
He is the God of miracles, and He is the God of all practical living. While I love Biblical mysteries and the insights of the early church fathers, I am inhabited by the Spirit of this very same God revealed in the Word of God. I will never become so “mystical” as to become a smug and condescending critic of those who believe in a six day creation or a worldwide flood. While it will win great favor of a more liberal and apostate ecclesiastical community, it will have no more power than the faith of the Sadducees who lived mystical and charitable lives on earth, then died believing in no resurrection or eternal accountability.
Modern mysticism, contemplative prayer—all beautiful clothes for the emperor priests of this new age. Me, I’m much more naive and childlike. So when I do not “Oooh” and “Aaah” at the non-existent apparel covering the emperor’s naked form, do not think me too vulgar. What do I know? I’m only a child.