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The Journal of Speculative Philosophy Volume 21, Number 3, 2007 William James and Elastic Preaching: Testimony After Exiting the Houses of Authority Mark M. Shivers pp. 181-200 HTML Version PDF Version Library of Congress Subject Headings: James, William, 1842-1910. Preaching. Saturday, May 24, 2008
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Gadamer, Truth and Method. Gadamer is interested in developing a phenomenology of understanding in which (unlike the Romantics) he is not concerned with aiming at some sort of transcendental truth but instead at a description of how understanding actually occurs (ontology of understanding). He critiques the notion that the human sciences must explain truth through the scientific method or other standard central to the natural sciences. Truth is something more than this and thus he pursues the task of philosophical hermeneutics to offer a way beyond method (objective, distanced, neutral) in what will become the dialectical journey (hermeneutical circle) towards a reformulated account of truth. He begins by showing that truth is possible in the experience of art for a piece of art "cannot be defined as an object of an aesthetic consciousness" but "it is part of the event of being that occurs in presentation and belongs essentially to play as play. (115)" In other words, there is the possibility of an interaction between a spectator and a work of art in which the work of art "becomes an experience that changes the person." There is a play between them in which the player loses him/herself. Another puts this well: The experience of a game thus exists in the space between the players. Such, Gadamer argues, is the nature of human experience in general. Our experiences unfold in shared historical time and against the background of tradition, and are as limited by that context as players are by the rules of the game. Detached subjectivity _ that is, the position from which one can study objects distinct from oneself _ is impossible. (link) This is a description of the process of understanding, the ongoing striving in which our attempts at interpretation are also acts of re-creation. There of course can be no universal, correct interpretation for all work is shot through with mediation that is continually adjusting meaning. Thus, Gadamer concludes that aesthetics must be absorbed into hermeneutics and that "understanding must be conceived as a part of the event in which meaning occurs, the event in which the meaning of all statements is found and actualized." Two options identified in the names of Schleiermacher and Hegel present ways forward at this point. Instead of attempting either to shed prejudices or re-enter the author's mind, Gadamer asserts that we must launch ourselves into the perspective within which the author formed his views. We attempt to understand how what the author is saying could be right and further attempt to make his arguments even stronger. In this process, we begin to understand the meaning of what the speaker was saying when she said the words she said. We begin the process of hermeneutics, the clarifying of the miracle of understanding _ the sharing of common meaning. For Gadamer, the task of hermeneutics is to establish agreement in context (292). In this attempt to understand what is other, there is a back and forth process between part/whole, tradition/interpreter. Only in this back and forth of play that creates a bond between the interpreter and that which they are attempting to understand, can the separation of enabling and disabling prejudices occur. Thus, the 'real' meaning of the text does not depend on the author's psychological mindset and the reception of the original audience but is always co-determined by the location of the interpreter. The meaning of a text then always goes beyond the author and understanding is continually an act of production (think about the preaching act here!). Understanding is an infinite process that never reaches final conclusions for history always prevails even we attempt to deny our historicity. We stand not from a neutral position but within a limited horizon, a range of vision that includes everything that can be seen from a particular vantage point. This horizon is never totally stable but is fluidly adjusting to our life experiences at every moment. When we encounter another text, our horizons meet and fuse in the process of understanding. The working out of the hermeneutical situation means the achievement of the right horizon of enquiry for the questions evoked by the encounter with tradition. Person A and person B exchange their ideas and opinions within a conversation. People come from different places have different opinions and this difference in background creates a set of prejudice and bias which provides various intrinsic values and meanings while the conversation are carrying on. By receiving the information from person A, a fusion of person B's vision limitation are taking place and consequently, it broadens person B's range of horizon. In other words, "the totality of all that can be realized or thought about by a person at a given time in history and in a particular culture" widens and enriches. (link) In the process of understanding, there must be a "logical structure of openness that characterizes hermeneutical consciousness." It is here that Gadamer emphasizes the metaphor of conversation and expresses the importance of questioning. Those not in genuine dialogue cannot even ask the right questions for in order to ask, one must want to know and in order to want to know, one must know that one does not know! Questioning is revealing the questionability of what is questioned, it is the bringing into indeterminacy, the opening of a matter. This is not an infinite opening for our horizons limit this in some way but is an honest opening up towards that of which our limited horizons have not yet experienced. This move towards open and honest questioning opens up the art of dialectic which unsurprisingly is not about winning arguments but about preserving an orientation towards openness. In this type of dialogue leading toward understanding, one does not attempt to argue another down but consider the weight of another's opinion and hence "make all possibilities fluid." Gadamer argues that it is not the move toward discovering the weakness of what is said but in bringing out the strength of another's argument. In this use of conversation as metaphor (and more than metaphor), Gadamer places language and concept within the original movement of conversation and attempts to "protect" words from dogmatic abuse. To understand another, one must "question what lies behind what is said" so that they understand a statement as an answer to a prior question (see Meyer). This is how a text SPEAKS to us, through offering questions related to the answers in the text itself. In conversation, interlocuters become bound to one another in a "new community." Gadamer writers, "To reach an understanding in a dialogue is not merely a matter of putting oneself forward and successfully asserting one's point of view, but being transformed into a communion in which we do not remain what we were." (371) Gadamer's perspective claims that words, that is, talk, conversation, dialogue, question and answer, produce worlds. In contrast to a traditional, Aristotelian view of language where spoken words represent mental images and written words are symbols for spoken words, Gadamerian linguisticality emphasizes a fundamental unity between language and human existence. Interpretation can never be divorced from language or objectified. Because language comes to humans with meaning, interpretations and understandings of the world can never be prejudice-free. As languaged beings, humans cannot step outside of language and look at language or the world from some objective standpoint. Language is not a tool which human beings manipulate to represent a meaning-full world; rather, language forms human reality. "Being that can be understood" cannot be separated from wor[l]d, from language. Note a critique from pragmatism (link): But the inclusion of application in interpretation seems mistaken, and is one place where pragmatism has much to offer hermeneutics. There are a great number of texts and ideas that could be perfectly well understood and could still be seen as wrong. It may be helpful to ask ourselves how something could be true in the process of interpretation, but seeing it as true should not be a criterion for a correct interpretation. Gadamer overstates the requirements of successful interpretation when he says that interpreting "consists in subordinating ourselves to the text’s claim to dominate our minds" (Gadamer, 1989, p. 311). Moreover, by focusing on interpretations that speak to us we run the risk of anachronistic interpretations. We ask, for example, how Aquinas’s views might contribute to debates between internalism and externalism. In doing so, for the sake of generating currently relevant insights, we use anachronistic terminology; the results, insightful as they may be, are not the same as an interpretation of Thomas. In general, reading texts and considering ideas in their context seems at odds with reading them for the sake of generating insights for us. At least we shouldn't insist that the two would automatically converge, as Gadamer does. Nor should they be forced to converge by granting, in principle, that the text to be interpreted is always true. - a great syllabus covering the herm tradition (including pragmatism!)- Pragmatism and Philosophical Hermeneutics - well, you just have to see this - The Gadamer-Habermas Debate | Sources | Blog Post on It Sunday, April 27, 2008
my head is tired my eyes are bored where has all the imagination gone? it has been dead for longer than three days i was a teacher for the first time preachers of eight denominational slants came together in harmonic brilliance offering streams of healing hope moments of deep life in the midst of suffocating one last time in the black print on white syllabi stripping the world of its brilliant color dr compolo infiltrated my ipod today laid siege to my heart surrounded me with the moment that keeps slipping through my fingers i cannot seize it the next phase already bears down boxes upon boxes of books I'm sure amazon conspires in my demise how many lost hours, empty minutes, vacant seconds each choice of life cuts off possible worlds from our grasp have all my best ones already fallen away? if belief in the fact help creates the fact believe with me will you? that the future is open to extravagant possibility that the world will pull us closer in the great dance of life and whisper into our ears what we’ve only felt in dreams so ms d.j. play that beat that stimulates every nerve make me feel...bind me to the now… take me to the moment where the future is robbed of fear Sunday, December 30, 2007
one final throwback memory..channeling the spirit of the greatest wrestler of all time..and who is that horseman that I am turning on, kick out of the group (ala Sting) and then wrestle for the title? None other than country music writer/performer Lee Brice..on the bottom you have one of my greatest friends who's living the tough life in key west, Nick Norman and a long time Camp Staffer and friend Josh Caines.. really bored? check out the video of the match here..dont tell me wrestling's not real.. for those of you that cannot imagine worship without big screens, multiple lights, etc., this is how we did it back in 1995..that's right, im holding the mic for wade joye..wade is now a worship leader while craig is a pastor..and me..well, i'm still in school.. cleaning up old files and found this that I wrote and used in a chapel service while over at Westminster College in Cambridge, UK in 2002. In both chapel services I led, I believe I was the only one not to use any music..just didnt feel like there was much to sing.. its on the dark, cold, lonely nights that my soul cries out for something for someone to reach out too, to make me feel needed i wish for the morning when the alcohol of busyness will drown away my sorrows once more i need something to do, something to pour my mind into anything, anything to keep me from being alone give me tv, give me the internet, give me a book but do not let me continue staring into the void that is my soul how can i make it like this one more night? where is hope when my heart has been crushed so many times? dont tell me that my joy, my contentment is based on other people i know it is! and i cant change it! where are you in these times? where are you at the loneliness of midnight? i know, i know..you are in the same place that you are always are.. so why don't i feel you? why cant i see you? where is your promised comfort? why don't you pull me up from the suffocating darkness as you pulled Peter from the sea? I have cried "Lord, save me" so many times that my throat is as dry as the desert but there is no hand to pull me up, there is no one to pull me into their arms have i said it wrong? is there some formula i need to add to the end? was it not a proper Trinitarian prayer? was my theology not up to your standard? the trees, outside my window, they have no worries..they have no loneliness they fear not the night, they don’t dread being alone.. i am an empty man..i have poured out all i have and have not been refreshed.. where is this river of life? how can it be real on nights like this? Where are you? are all the promises of scripture empty for me? where is my promised joy, my needed comfort, my sought after salvation.. are they all apart of a big joke?..a joke that i have played in so long that there is no way out.. a different kingdom? a new community? a reversal of world order? i care nothing about these..how can i until i have peace? will the pain ever stop or will continue throbbing like a finger after being smashed with a hammer? i long for the morning.. there are ups and downs for sure but the ups are as pale as the light of a flashlight compared to the morning sun they are but an imitation, a pale and teasing mockery of the peace and joy that ever eludes me the chaos of my circumstances has infiltrated my heart and mind so that i know not where to turn, i know not where to look i have all the right answers, but i have no useful ones i long for the morning.. i want people, but i dread closeness for i fear that someone might break through the walls i have built from the outside i fear that someone might be present when the waters break the walls from the inside stay away, and continue to think how impressive i am but..somehow, someway that I cannot see..that i cannot feel.. somehow i can find only a little rest in the darkness of your Saturday.. you have been down this road, you have descended into the pit.. where was your hope? where was your peace? how did you worship then? i've tried everything and have found nothing my only dim hope, my last resort is try to rest in you will you be there? and if you are there, will i recognize you? i'm tired of the night, oh, how i long for the morning.. will you turn your face to me? will you hear my cry? will you reach down and pull me up? on this night when there are more questions that answers I believe you are a big enough God to handle these fears, these doubts I am indeed one of little faith and little hope They are on "E" and there are countless miles until I reach home I will trust in your hesed for where else can I go? And I'll believe that the first light of dawn will come soon Oh, come quickly LORD How I long for the morning.. |
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