Who is this Jesus, anyway? By the early fourth century A.D, almost all the bishops in the Christian Church believed Jesus was God, that is, God's equal. And that the Holy Spirit was God present in the world today. These three persons were God in one person. "It's a mystery," the nuns used to tell us. "You'll understand when you get to heaven," they said.
Just because the bishops had the Trinity figured out didn't mean the masses understood it rightly. Indeed there was a popular preacher in Egypt named Arius who taught that yes, Jesus was God, but that Jesus had been created and was therefore on a slightly lower level than the Father. The difference may seem slight to us, but back then people were ready to slit each other's throats over semantics
What's interesting is that no one had worried about these fine points a few years earlier when Christians were being fed to the lions. In 313 A.D., the Roman emperor Constantine declared toleration for Christianity. Constantine had just gone through a long and bloody struggle to bring the whole empire under his control and he was looking for some peace and quiet.
To settle the trinitarian controversies that were causing such an uproar, Constantine called an ecumenical council, which opened on this day in 325 A.D. Constantine invited all 1,800 bishops in the empire to the council. Traveling expenses were paid by the government and each bishop was allowed to bring along a retinue of five priests or deacons. The council was held in the important city of Nicaea in northwestern Turkey. About 300 of the 1,800 bishops, mostly from the eastern part of the empire attended.
There's a juicy story about Arius being slapped by a bishop during the debates about the nature of the Trinity. But Arius would not have been present since he was not a bishop. On June 19, the bishops came up with the Nicean Creed we're familiar with today, though the lines at the end cursing those who disagreed with the creed were dropped dropped a few years later.
As for Arius, his books were burned and he was excommunicated and exiled to the wilds of Illyria, though he was later rehabilitated. Constantine's mother St. Helena wanted him to become a Christian, but he had to placate both his pagan and his Christian subjects so he held off on baptism till he was on his deathbed. He was christened by an Arian bishop of all people.
The Council of Nicaea did not attempt to explain the mystery of the Trinity. The nuns at Holy Name School liked to point to St. Patrick's use of a shamrock to explain how a thing could be three in one. On last Trinity Sunday, Father John said the Father was like the sun, Jesus, like the sun's light, and the Holy Spirit was like it's warmth. That I can understand.
The Celts neatly knotted up the Trinity. |
It's clear enough for me. A good explanation. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteIn a future post, please let us know what Sister Eubestrabius said about Holy Spirit versus Holy Ghost.
ReplyDeleteI mentioned earlier that Sister Eub grew up on an ocean going tug. Home port was Ocracoke Island where Shakespearean English was spoken. For Sister the Holy Ghost was the Holy Gast. When I was under her tutelage, the Church was trying to change H. Ghost to H. Spirit.
DeleteSister said it had taken a tremendous effort to remember to say Ghost and at her age she wasn’t changing again. “The world must go on without me,” she said. “Now let us pray.”
Once again, JackPine Savage is unable to enter her own individual comment under her own moniker. BLH/TechMeister! Please help! Mr. Chairman, you have supplied yet another journey down the lane of Catholic education, a genuine blessing during my formative years. The Notre Dame flying nuns who took me in hand as well as our Diocesan priests. They had plenty to say about the Trinity. Interestingly, 90% of the attention and content of our study of the "three parts in one god". same focused solely on Jesus Christ. God the Father appeared as distant as a corporate-employee father; nevertheless, he made all the rules, and woe unto he who breaketh them. The HG/S fluttered in the rafters of our schoolroom shedding feathers imbued with golden grace. He/she/they also mostly out of reach. But Aha! With Christ, we finally hit the jackpot! A real person like us but better with whom we could identify, rely on, and find comfort in is my kind of gad (Sr.E.) May the blessings be . . .
DeleteVery nice way of putting things.
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