As a pastor dealing with people who did not come from a liturgical tradition with rites, it was often difficult to know if someone had been rightly baptized or not. I did more than a few conditional baptisms because the person did not have any idea if or how water was applied, if the baptism was in the name of the Triune God, or anything else. Perhaps it was a river or a tub in the front of a congregation, the rite was ad libbed and where an explanation point should have been was a question mark. God does not mean us to live in the what ifs but in the because. That is the gift of our rites.
This is why it is so disconcerting when you watch a worship service and the pastor is making it up as he goes along -- the spiritual euphemism is being led by the Spirit. He does not even half to say bad things. Because his words live only in the moment, they struggle to become the eternal Word that Christ has spoken. When rites are published with the doctrinal imprimatur of the church's official sanction, they live beyond the moment and outside the particular space of one guy before one set of people saying what may be in his heart. I do not judge the motives but the end result is to deprive the people of the confidence which Christ means for them to have. That is the gift of our rites.
When the penitent comes for absolution, you can dance around it in a thousand different ways that sound great but end up leaving the person without the comfort the rite itself provides. I forgive you all your sins in the Name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit. Ego te absolvo. They are not magic but they are a lifeline for the people whose sins trouble their consciences and who hearts are weighed heavy with grief and shame. There is a place to address the folks with words to console and yet their must be the clear absolution so that the chains of what they have thought, said, and done are cast off and they can go home free. That is the gift of our rites.
Someone will surely tell me that God knows. God knows what happened in the ad lib by a stream or at the altar or in the confessional. He does. Thanks be to God! But it is not God who needs to hear it. It is the child or adult who comes to baptismal water without name or eternity who needs to hear what the rites say. We are our rites. Our confidence is not in the rites but in what those rites preserve -- the clear Word and promise of God. It is not God who needs to hear the magic words at the altar before the miracle bread and cup appear but we do. We need to know what it is that we are receiving, what is gifted to us in this bread and cup. We need to know the familiar refrain of the rites which tell us that this is Christ's body given for us and His blood shed for the forgiveness of our sins. We are our rites. Our confidence that this is the body and blood of Christ lies not in a perfect performance but in the Word of Christ preserved in the rite as the voice to still our troubled souls with hope and peace. God knows the sins of the penitent (and impenitent, for that matter) but it is that broken soul who needs to hear the absolution in the clear and plain words that have absolved the penitent for millenia. We are our rites. Our confidence is not in the words as a spell to make the magic happen but the words of Christ which tell us His blood cleanses us from all our sin -- including those named just then.
God does not judge the form or the heart but both, not as the unmerciful looking for cause but as the God who seeks to assure us that what He has promised is, indeed, ours in this water, bread, wine, and absolution. This is what the rites preserve. Only a fool would attach this to some unchanging incantation secretly passed down through the ages as if ordination is the passing of the secret handshake. No, ordination is the same thing as I have spoken before. In the words and the rite the Church says to those whom this man serves that you do not have to imagine or wonder or decide if his ministrations deliver what they promise and bestow what they sign. The rites and this man's serve as a man under orders tell the people in the pew that this is the case. The rites can change but incrementally, not some mighty shift that upsets everything and makes strange what was familiar but as the careful update of the timeless. I am not bound to one of the rites only but when the rites have the imprimatur of the church's seal upon them, any one of the rites approved, it gives to those in the pew the assurance that there is more to it than feelings. The value of our rites is too often treated as something casual and irrelevant when those rites are very important to the faith of those who come and to those who come looking for faith. We are our rites. We can be more but we should not be less.




