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Francis J. Beckwith, Return to Rome: Confessions of an Evangelical Catholic . Grand Rapids, MI: Brazos Press, 2009. 144 pages. $10.19 paperback (Amazon). Click here or on the image to purchase Return to Rome from Amazon.com and help support The Other Journal.
In the midst of this swirl of cultural and religious upheaval, as the locomotive of progress and decadence speeds on, a number of prominent Protestants make their way to Rome—that haven of backwardness, retrenchment, and tradition. From the perspective of a confident (Protestant) modernity, this can only be a sign of religious recidivism.
Such was the scene in Victorian Britain. The convulsive climate of nineteenth-century England has been chronicled by a number of recent studies, including David Hempton’s Evangelical Disenchantment: Nine Portraits of Faith and Doubt; Timothy Larsen’s diptych, Contested Christianity and Crisis of Doubt; and Tristram Hunt’s underappreciated, Building Jerusalem: The Rise and Fall of the Victorian City.1 But what’s intriguing is the fact that this contested epoch can read like a chronicle of our own “postmodern” moment. This is why I’m convinced that we can get a wide-angle take on our own millennial malaise by a deeper appreciation for those Charles Taylor has described as “our Victorian contemporaries.”2
While almost any one of these threads of Victorian ferment finds contemporary analogues, of particular interest today is another wave of Protestant theologians and philosophers swimming the Tiber and returning to Rome. As Jason Byassee noted in his Christian Century piece, “Going Catholic,” over the past several years we have seen an impressive list of Anglican, Lutheran, Reformed, and even Mennonite theologians on a trail that led well past Canterbury.3 None of these moves, however, was heralded with the fanfare that accompanied Francis Beckwith’s return to Roman Catholicism in 2007. What upped the ante here was Beckwith’s specifically evangelical credentials—epitomized, at the time, by his position as President of the Evangelical Theological Society. Only the President of the American Academy of Religion joining the Assemblies of God could seem more incongruous. Not surprisingly, this move generated much discussion and hand-wringing within the cadre of conservative evangelical scholars.
A chronicle and defense of his conversion (or better, return), Beckwith’s little book, Return to Rome: Confessions of an Evangelical Catholic has been hailed as—you guessed it—his own apologia pro vita sua, alluding to Cardinal Newman’s theological memoir first published in 1864. Return to Rome, however, is a long way from Newman’s classic, lacking its narrative force and literary sensibility. Indeed, Return to Rome reads less like a memoir and more like an affidavit: a litany of facts, arguments, and propositions justifying his return to Mother Church (Beckwith was a cradle Catholic) to his evangelical friends. As such, this bears the marks of Beckwith’s apologetics rather than Newman’s apologia. The genre is closer to Evidence That Demands a Verdict than The Seven Storey Mountain.4
Beckwith’s project, then, is bent on justification. In particular, the book is largely written for evangelicals puzzled by such a move—though one can also hear Beckwith writing to himself, determined to convince himself, too, that despite his return to Rome he has not had to give up any of the core claims he affirmed as an evangelical. The basic gist of Beckwith’s defense is something like, “Don’t worry! I’m an evangelical Catholic.” Thus in his own little Retractationes in the opening chapter, Beckwith surveys some of his previous thinking (prior to his return to Rome) and concludes “there is nothing in these paragraphs I do not believe as a Catholic” (25). This becomes a persistent refrain throughout the book: he experiences no tension in thinking of himself “as both Evangelical and Catholic.”
In other words, in returning to the church of his baptism, Beckwith didn’t have to renounce any of his intellectual agenda up to that point. What that seems to amount to is proving that this former “Evangelical” culture warrior (the capital E gives that away) is not resigning his commission. The platform that occupied his labors as an Evangelical colonel in the culture wars—concern for “objective truth,” protecting the unborn, and a rabid defense of free markets—still drives him as a “Roman Catholic” culture warrior. In short, Rome’s not so far from Colorado Springs (or La Mirada) after all. What Beckwith gets in his return to Rome is evangelical plus: evangelical fixation on doctrine, fretting about relativism, affirming “objective” knowledge, and embracing a narrow political agenda plus tradition, the primacy of the Roman see, and liturgical adornment. The path to Rome was a straight shot for an evangelical like Beckwith because he doesn’t see any inconsistency in the core “beliefs” of Rome and evangelicalism (as articulated, for instance, in the Evangelical Theological Society’s doctrinal statement).
But is this because Beckwith has created Rome in his evangelical image? Whose Rome are we talking about here? Which Catholicism? Rome is no monolith—that picture itself is a Protestant myth. Catholicism is chameleon and we constitute, to some extent, our own Romes. Even those who convert to Roman Catholicism, especially North American academics, are always, to some extent, joining the proverbial “church of your choice.”
Beckwith has returned to the Rome of his evangelical dreams: a pure, pristine defender of truth, justice, and—not so surprisingly—the American way. No wonder, then, that he sees no tension between being “both Evangelical and Catholic.” His is an Evangelical Rome. This plays itself out in a curious conversation with his comrade J. P. Moreland. After reading Moreland a passage from an unnamed author who affirms that “the question about truth is the essential question of the Christian faith as such, and in that sense it inevitably has to do with philosophy,” Beckwith asks his colleague: “Guess who wrote this?” After Moreland reels off some favorite Protestant philosophers, Beckwith plays his gotcha: “It’s the Pope!” “He’s one of us!” Moreland replied in exuberance (78).
But somehow, I can’t imagine Benedict XVI on the faculty of Talbot School of Theology any time soon. So what’s going on here? Beckwith’s Pope is like Norman Geisler’s Aquinas: an anonymous evangelical. On a more macro scale, Beckwith’s Rome is evangelicalism by other means; that is, his is an intellectualized Catholicism—Rome as the home of the true set of Christian propositions or what Beckwith is wont to call “a Christian worldview.” Thus, he criticizes the Catholic teachers of his youth who “spoke of Catholicism as ‘our tradition’ rather than as a cluster of beliefs that were true” (36). The Rome to which he has returned is, ironically, the matrix of Christianity as an intellectual system—“ironically” because Cardinal Ratzinger (just a few weeks before becoming Pope Benedict XVI) has explicitly said that “Christianity is not an intellectual system, a collection of dogmas, or a moralism. Christianity is instead,” Ratzinger emphasized, “an encounter, a love story; it is an event.”5
Indeed, anyone familiar with the wider panoply of Roman Catholicism will be surprised (or not) by what’s missing from Beckwith’s Rome: where’s Pope Leo XIII? Rerum Novarum? The Catholic Worker? Oscar Romero and liberation theology? Hans Urs von Balthasar? Flannery O’Connor? Sacramentality? Indeed, where is love? That is, what role is there for an Augustinian tradition that emphasizes affectivity—the tradition that eventually gives us Pascal’s heart and its “reasons,” of which reason knows nothing?
Admittedly, I approached Return to Rome with questions: “Whose Rome? Which Catholicism?” As I suspected, my questions were quickly answered. If we might distinguish between a “Peter Kreeft Catholicism” and an “Alasdair MacIntyre Catholicism” (or an “Ave Maria Catholicism” and a “Charles Taylor Catholicism”), Beckwith’s Rome is solidly located within the former camp. That is, it is a Rome largely cut to the measure of evangelical Protestant fixations—what David Schindler has described as a “Whig Thomism” that sits comfortably with a certain Americanism. But this is just one of many Catholicisms.
I don’t deny that this is a Rome you can find perched on the edge of the Tiber. But if I ever make the plunge, as I’m sometimes wont to do, I’m swimming across to that corner of Rome populated with cafes where “bad” Catholics like Graham Greene and Oscar Wilde rail against the formation that nonetheless fuels their imaginations. Beckwith returns to an intellectualized Rome, fixated on truth. I find it hard to share this evangelical concern (that probably makes me a “bad” evangelical). Instead, I find myself tempted by Rome’s fictions.
1. See David Hempton, Evangelical Disenchantment: Nine Portraits of Faith and Doubt (New Haven, CT: Yale University Press, 2008); Timothy Larsen, Contested Christianity (Waco, TX: Baylor University Press, 2008); Timothy Larsen, Crisis of Doubt (New York, NY: Oxford University Press, 2006); Tristram Hunt, Building Jerusalem: The Rise and Fall of the Victorian City (New York, NY: Metropolitan Books, 2005).
2. See Charles Taylor, Sources of the Self: The Making of the Modern Identity (Cambridge, MA: Harvard University Press, 1989).
3. Jason Byassee, “Going Catholic,” Christian Century 123 (2008): 18-23, http://www.religion-online.org/showarticle.asp?title=3436.
4. See Cardinal Newman, apologia pro vita sua (New York, NY: Penguin Classics,  2007); Josh McDowell, Evidence Demands a Verdict (Nashville, TN: Thomas Nelson Publishers, 1992); and Thomas Merton, The Seven Storey Mountain (New York, NY: Harcourt, 1948).
6. Joseph Ratzinger, quoted in “Listening to Benedict,” First Things, On the Square, April 15, 2008, http://www.firstthings.com/onthesquare/2008/04/listening-to-benedict.
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James K. A. Smith is an associate professor of philosophy and an adjunct professor of congregational and ministry studies at Calvin College. He is also the executive director of the Society of Christain Philosophers and and a notable figure working at the intersection of Christian faith and postmodernism. He also is editor of the Church and Postmodern Culture book series published by Baker Academic. Smith is the author of Desiring the Kingdom, The Devil Reads Derrida, and several other books.