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The Ascension - I don't believe it! Or at least, I don't believe it like that!

Tomorrow – Thursday 25 th May – is Ascension Day.

Tomorrow – Thursday 25th May – is Ascension Day. It’s the day where, as we read in the Gospel of Luke and the Book of the Acts of the Apostles (both found in the New Testament part of the Christian Bible), Jesus was taken, bodily, up in to heaven forty days after his resurrection from the dead. It paints a vivid image of Jesus rising up, until he disappears into the clouds and is not seen again.

But where did he go? Up into space? And where did he stop? Is he still going? Scientist Keith Ward tells us that if Jesus took off and kept going he still wouldn’t have left the solar system, unless he’d discovered warp speed! Which, I confess, is something of a comical image.

So, and I say this as someone who has deep respect and reverence for the Holy book we call ‘The Bible’ which makes up the Scriptures of the Christian Church, I don’t believe it. Or to attempt to be clearer: I don’t believe that this is a literal account of an event which can be empirically proven and verified. I don’t believe the ascension.

I do, though, believe in the ascension! Which may seem a strange thing to say!

The difficulty I find, as someone with a fascination for science, and confidence in ‘the scientific method’, is that so often we seek to apply such methodology to stories, concepts, beliefs, to which the standard of finding something ‘empirically verifiable’ simply doesn’t apply. The stories within the Christian Scriptures are not unbiased, literal, accounts of events. The historical narrative is not an unbiased, unvarnished, record of what happened at a particular time. Christian, and I would say any, Scripture is layered with metaphor, poetry, story. It is the product of prayer, reflection, passing on of stories, and – ultimately – an attempt to put into words what is beyond words; namely, the human struggle to find meaning, and an encounter with a reality which is greater than our imagination. It is trying to put the infinity of God, the Divine, the Ground of all being, into finite words and concepts. It is seeking what is ‘true’ not in the sense of ‘scientific’ or ‘intellectual’ truths, but in the sense of a deep engagement with what is real. Even in trying to say what this is and isn’t I am struggling for words – and I’m good at words, it’s my thing!

I worked for four years as a Chaplain to one of the foremost Scientific Universities in the world, Imperial College of Science, Technology, and Medicine. It was a great place to work, with some of the greatest minds in the world unravelling the depths of everything from pure math and physics, to how to make stuff go BANG, or not, in Chemical Engineering and Geology. I found many scientists, both students and professors, who were deeply committed to their field, and at the same time deeply committed to their faith, Christian or otherwise. They didn’t hold these two things separately – many of them saw their studies as complementary to their journey of faith. They realised that the methodology and the motivation for scientific endeavour were not the same as their profoundly held faith views. The two were not contradictory, they worked together in many ways, and in other ways they diverged, and talked about very different categories of reality. Trying to apply scientific method to belief is like trying to explain the colour red to someone who has never seen it, or to describe the effect of a piece of music to someone who has never heard music – an impossible task, I would say.

That’s not to say that faith is, or should be, beyond question. That’s not to say that faith is not open to examination and to intellectual investigation. On the contrary, any faith should ready and willing to stand up to scrutiny. We who are people of faith are called constantly to think about what we claim to believe, and why. We are to wrestle with difficult questions about the world, and about the way in which we live, and the way in which we engage with everyday realities. We must be open to question.

But when I read the narrative of faith as found in the Bible – with stories of burning bushes, virgin births, miracles, resurrection, and even ascension into heaven – I don’t think in terms of “how can I prove that happened?” – I ask the question “what is the meaning behind that story?” or “what is it about that story that reveals something about a deeper reality, about God, or about human beings?” This is, I’m sure, how the stories were written – not as factual, verifiable accounts, but as multi-layered metaphorical stories which seek to point us towards the Divine and to find meaning within our world – to inspire us and challenge us to be people who love, who learn, who grow, who wrestle with the deepest and most painful questions, and who find joy in every moment lived in the presence of God who loves us, and who accompanies us through all of our seeking, finding, losing, living, wondering, and wandering.

Alastair McCollumAlastair McCollumis Rector of St. John the Divine Anglican Church in Victoria. He has a passion for the Gospel, motorbikes and bike culture, worship, philosophy, theology, guitars, single malt whisky, real ale, cinema and all things French.You can find Alastair at the church website: andon his blog:

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