We are ALL Saints

In early September, the Roman Catholic Church declared that Agnes Bojaxhiu – more commonly known as Mother Teresa of Calcutta – was a Saint, with a capital “S”.  The process that the Roman Catholic Church uses to declare someone a “Saint” is called “canonization,” in which the person is vetted by a group of people to ensure that the person led a Godly life and (at least the lore goes) has two miracles attributed to his or her ministry.  While this is a noble task, it is one that I have severe theological issues with and would like to clarify our Anglican tradition on the subject.

With all do respect to St. Teresa of Calcutta (not to be confused with St. Teresa of Avila!), we all are saints!  The tradition of declaring that certain people are somehow better than others is indeed just that, a tradition that was started centuries after Jesus walked on Earth.  The problem of selecting a few “special” people and raising them up is that it gives the rest of us leave to believe that they are in, some way, better than we are or can ever be.  That is NOT true.

The problem with canonization is the pedestal that comes with it. [To a certain extent, that pedestal comes with ordination as well, but I digress.] We put “Saints” on those pedestals not only to lift them up, but to also put them out of reach, to demonstrate how lofty their actions and lives were.  They were so good that they were “closer to God” and “above it all,” untouched by the hardships of the day and able, through their profound faith, to succeed. 

I am eternally grateful that Mother Teresa’s personal journals were found that have page after page of confessions describing just how hard life was for her.  In the face of such crushing poverty, she had doubts and fears and failures – just like everyone else.  She was no better and no worse than you or me.  But she did dedicate her life to helping people in the worst conditions.  We should celebrate that and try to emulate that rather than stick her on a pedestal and believe we could never be the same.  We are more alike than we are different in our hopes and fears.  The biggest difference is that she choose to live with the marginalized, just like Jesus. 

In our Anglican tradition, while we use title of “Saint” to refer to some individuals, like the apostles and other notables (St. Barnabas, for one!), it is mostly a title of respect handed down with the tradition we inherited from our Roman Catholic roots.  We don’t canonize any one today, although we do make saints all the time – we simply call it baptism.  That is the full initiation rite into the family of God and with that comes the designation of being a saint. Perhaps the title is a bit of a burden, but it is one we have a lifetime to live into being.  And it is not intended to make us “holier than thou,” but remind us of who we are and whose we are, and to act accordingly.

There is a bit of irony in all of this as I write on November 2nd, what our Anglican calendar refers to as “The Commemoration of All Faithfully Departed.”  In the Roman Catholic tradition, it is called “All Soul’s Day”, since All Saints’ Day was for Saints with the capital “S”, they needed a day for everyone else.  Since we are ALL saints, there isn’t a need for another day, but no one likes messing with tradition, so a new, less theologically-founded holy day was born. 

It is not a bad thing to remember the Church Triumphant – those gathered around the heavenly banquet table – or connecting them with the Church Militant – those still fighting the good fight.  It is helpful to see beyond the veil of death to life eternal, and how the examples of those who have gone before can help us here and now.  We gather strength in their testimony, even their confessions of doubt, to do the work we still have to do.  We don’t accept that anyone was better – or worse – than we are because God is not into sibling rivalry, but it communal support and love. 

We are all saints.  If we all accepted that title with some grace, the world would be a better place.

In Christ,

Rev. Valerie+

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