Unfortunately,
there are many things in St. Augustine’s writings, where his philosophical
curiosity yields to the authority of the Scriptures to such an extent that what
must be a matter of faith, and, ergo, incontestable, becomes an article of his
philosophy, and thus highly questionable and even repulsive. Such, for
instance, is his theory which pushes the concept of damnation of the unbaptized
babies beyond reasonable limits. There are many other objectionable features in
his philosophy as well. But once we agree to dismiss such instances of merging
theology with philosophy as a product of his time and harbinger of the Dark
Ages of Christianity in general, St. Augustine’s value as a truly great
philosopher cannot be denied.
But,
unfortunately, nor can we deny the frighteningly cold inhumanity of his
other-worldly philosophy, as perceptively noticed by our old friend W. T. Jones
in his Conclusion to The Medieval Mind, which is Part II of
his History of Western Philosophy:
“We may differ greatly from Plato and Aristotle on many
philosophical issues, he points out, but we feel we understand them even when we differ. Most of
us today, though, do not feel we understand Augustine, even when we agree with
him. To most of us today his personality is hopelessly unsympathetic, and his
theories far-fetched and inconsequential. What strikes as most foreign about
his position, is its inhumanity. Where Augustine prized obedience and passive acceptance
of God’s will, we would value initiative, self-reliance, and self-respect. It’s
not merely that we do not feel as debased as Augustine held mankind to be; we
do not want to feel debased. And if we did, we would not conceive
ourselves to be on the road to salvation, but on the way to a mental hospital.
To describe oneself as “crooked, sordid, bespotted, and ulcerous,” when
one had been leading the quiet industrious life of a scholar, would strike us
as outright comical, if it were not so pathological. The Confessions seem
less an act of piety than a sign of morbidity, and Augustine’s sense of God’s
guiding hand, on even the most trivial of his acts, less an insight into the
nature of the real, than an indication of profound emotional instability and insecurity
in Augustine’s own personality.”
I
may be somewhat shocked, and even offended by W. T. Jones’s arrogant use of the
generalized we, where a more modest I should have been called
for, but I cannot fail to agree with most of what he says here. As a matter of
fact, I would have been much more receptive to the Augustinian and all that
proverbial Christian self-deprecation, had such other-worldliness of the
outlook borne commendable fruit, in changing people’s personal and social
behavior toward sanctity, righteousness, and a Christian communistic disposition. As nothing of the kind is in
evidence, as corruption and sanctimonious hypocrisy seem to have triumphed in
Christendom over genuine Christian morality, as represented by the best of what
Christianity has to offer, it is now exceedingly obvious that the
self-flagellations of the body and the mortifications of the spirit of the
Christian saints who have been revered by the Church for these practices, have
given the Christian world a wrong sense of direction, wrong models for
emulation. The hypocrisy of this sort of direction is exposed in the sad fate
of Fra Savonarola, namely, in the fact that, while bestowing sainthood on these
Christian ascetics, the Church dignitaries never had any intention of following
their way of life, or Christ’s way, for that matter… But to summarize my
objection to the Augustinian model, I find it far more spiritually rewarding
just to follow Christ, than any of his self-deprecating followers, such as
Saint Augustine.
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