No. 41, February 2000
THE TORCH IS PASSED!
(The
following by Leroy Garrett appeared as a “Prefatory Essay” to the Works of
Carl Ketcherside, a set of 12 volumes published by College Press in 1995. We
present it here to give it wider coverage. It will have special interest to
some in that it tells something of the relationship in ministry between Carl
Ketcherside and Leroy Garrett, a story that needs to be told.)
One way to describe
this set of books from Carl Ketcherside’s pen is to say that it is the story of
a man’s passion and plea for unity and fellowship among all God’s people. Or it
might be seen as a long and painful adventure into brotherhood, and yet as a
“Pilgrimage of Joy,” as Carl himself put it. It is a love story, a profile of a
“people-person” who learned to love unconditionally.
In these volumes that
span upwards of a half-century we read the younger Ketcherside as well as the
older one, the less mature as well as the more mature. His spiritual pilgrimage
moves from a sectarian and parochial perspective to a catholic and ecumenical
outlook, all within these volumes.
These volumes cover so
many years and so much change that you will find Carl disagreeing with himself,
which makes for good reading since we learn from those who live precipitously.
They take us from his debating days to the time when he rejected that means of
resolving differences among brethren.
One virtue of these
volumes is that they reveal the author’s transparency. He lays bare his soul,
sharing the agonies and frustrations as well as his hopes and dreams. His
strengths, weaknesses, failures, triumphs, heartaches, and joys all pervade
these volumes, even his doubts and uncertainties. If he unveils himself as a
man with feet of clay, it is also evident that he was a man of heart and valor.
One thing is certain, he was never in limbo but always a man on his way.
Since I had a
substantial role to play in this exciting drama through most of its years, it
might prove helpful for me to give some account of Carl’s and my relationship
in all of this. It may serve to answer the question I am often asked, “Why is
it when I hear one of your names, I hear the other also?” Often in derision,
one might add. Or as one editor put it who came by to visit while on the
program at the Annual Denton Lectures held in my hometown: “They use your names
down there as if “Ketcherside-Garrett” was the name of one person!”
Carl and I began to
work together in 1952. It was an unlikely pairing seeing that we not only lived
far apart but grew up in different segments of the Churches of Christ. I was a
graduate of two of our Christian colleges; he opposed such institutions, not as
educational entities as such, but because, as he saw it, they preempted the
work of the church. His hero was or had been Daniel Sommer; my hero was N.B.
Hardeman. Hardly two sides of the same coin!
Having started
preaching when but a boy and being eleven years older than I, Carl was when I
met him far more advanced among his people than I was among mine. He was in
fact at that time the most influential leader among the “Sommerite” persuasion,
which then numbered about 300 churches, mostly through the Midwest. He was a
gifted preacher, a widely-read editor, and a fearless (and feared!) debater. He
had already taken on such stalwarts as Rue Porter and G. C. Brewer. He was in a
debate with G. K. Wallace in Paragould, Arkansas when we first met.
I was, on the other
hand, virtually unknown among the main-stream churches. I was a schoolteacher,
and occasional preacher, and still doing graduate work. But that was soon to
change. Nothing will catapult one into fame (or infamy!) in the Restoration
Movement as much as becoming an editor! I began Bible Talk the same year
Carl and I met, in which I challenged the modern “pastor system” as he had long
been doing in his Mission Messenger. I was almost overnight a
controversial figure.
Carl lost no time in
discovering that he had an ally in the new Texas editor. He used things I had
to say against “the System” in his debate with G. K. Wallace, a testimony that
had some weight since I was a product of the same college as Wallace. G. K.’ s
response was one that set the tone for decades to come, “Take him; we don’t
want him!”
In time Carl’s and my
name came to be conjoined in a manner unlike any other two men in our history.
We were variously caricatured as the “Ketcherside-Garrett Movement” and the
“Ketcherside-Garrett Unity-in-Diversity Heresy.” Any list of “liberals,”
“heretics,” or “false teachers” began with our names. We were “the issue” in
various journals and the whipping boys at various lectureships. Among the
keepers of orthodoxy we came to personify apostasy.
It was assumed that
Carl and I were a conspiracy of two editors, deviously plotting our strategy
against “the faithful.” The truth was that we didn’t know what was in each
other’s journal until it arrived in the mail, and there was never any “strategy
talk” on what we might do as a team. We reached our conclusions independently
and we by no means agreed on everything.
Even the unity
meetings we held together were either arranged by others or by one or the other
of us, each hoping the other would be free to help out, which was not always
the case. For the most part each of us was busy doing his own thing, as the
Spirit led. But we were wonderfully blessed in doing a lot of things together,
which are now cherished memories. And we had a voluminous correspondence,
hundreds of exchanges of letters through the years - sometimes disagreeing, but
always loving and respecting each other.
We found harmony, not
in being clones of each other (We were really quite different!), but in a
common passion for the ongoing reformation of the church. What is most unusual
in that we both, mostly independent of each other (though there may have been
some mutual influence), gradually moved from an exclusive, sectarian posture to
a more open, ecumenical one.
We changed our view of
unity and fellowship, and we began to reach out to those we had earlier
rejected, especially by way of unity meetings which we held across the country.
We had difficulty persuading leaders of the various factions to join us in
these unity efforts.
Ervin Waters - bless
his soul! - the “hatchet man,” to use his term, of the one-cup/non-Sunday
School Churches of Christ, was the first to heed our call, albeit with some
trepidation. In time others joined us, not only from all factions among
Churches of Christ but from Christian Churches and Disciples of Christ as well.
In a few instances we had leaders of other churches, including a Roman Catholic
priest.
When this happened we
were accused of swinging from one extreme to the other, from being very narrow
to “fellowshipping anybody and everybody.” We responded to this by noting that
our change was more in attitude toward sisters and brothers in the Lord than in
doctrine. We still believed what we had always believed, but we were no longer
going to be sectarian about it. We would no longer make our opinions a test of
fellowship.
We made it clear that
we were in fellowship only with those who were “in Christ,” and not with
“anybody and everybody.” But we insisted that we were in fellowship with all
of God’s family and not only those in the “Church of Christ.” Fellowship is
a sharing of a common life in Christ, a “ship” between “fellows,” we explained,
and it has nothing to do with whether one sings a cappella or with an instrument
or with whether or not he or she supports Herald of Truth or goes to Sunday
School.
We can enjoy
fellowship with people without approval of any error they may hold. Fellowship
is not endorsement of one’s position on “issues,” but commonality in Christ. We
can differ and still be united, and we can accept brethren we deem to be “in
error” without compromising any truth we hold. All this we said repeatedly and
in different ways all through the years.
Since this was not
where the Churches of Christ were at that time, it proved to be our undoing. We
were summarily rejected as extremists, vacillating from far right to far left.
As Reuel Lemmons put it in the Firm Foundation in reference to Carl: “He
has swung from the extreme of the narrowest of sectarian spirits to the
broadest cover-everything stand-for-nothing liberalism.”
This was hardly the
case, for we were both in fact always theologically conservative. When we were
accused of “embracing the denominations,” we explained that fellowship is
between Christians, not denominations. When we were badgered for
“fellowshipping people in error,” we retorted that there was no one else to
fellowship, for we are all in error in one way or another.
In the early years it
got rather nasty. We were “written up” in the “loyal” papers, and we were
called every conceivable name drawn from the glossary for heretics. We were
pariahs at lectureships, some refusing to speak to us or eat with us, with some
even asking “What are you two doing here?” And at one of the lectureships I was
thrown in jail! When this happened Carl, who was not with me on that occasion,
did one of his fun things by complaining, “You lucky dog! All these years I’ve
tried to get those fellows to throw me in jail!” It was a “blessing” that
always eluded him, though I think he came close a few times! I recall that at
one debate there was a near riot.
The most zealous would
call our names in their pulpits, warning people not to read us, as they waved
our papers before them. We were sometimes branded as heretics and consigned to
hell even when we were in the audience. With this sort of free billing our
subscription lists grew!
By the time Carl died
in 1989 the atmosphere had dramatically improved. For some years many of our
former persecutors had been writing us or dropping by our homes with apologies,
explaining that they now understood what we had been saying. But some now
identified with us because they too had made similar changes and were being
treated the way they had treated us! We learned along the way that our
bitterest critics were those who seldom read us and had little grasp of what
was going on.
One Church of Christ
in Houston honored us jointly, bestowing upon us their annual “Marty Award” -
in that we were “almost martyrs”! An increasing number of churches became less
apprehensive about using us. The journals, except for the most reactionary, no
longer caricatured us. Even the Church of Christ colleges, always the slowest
to yield to change, became more conciliatory toward us.
For years Carl assured
me that Abilene Christian would one day invite him to one of its preachers’
workshops, which finally came to both of us in 1973. Carl and Harold Hazelip,
now president of Harding University, exchanged views on fellowship, an unlikely
development even then and a pleasant surprise to many. And Pepperdine risked
awarding me their “Distinguished Christian Service Award,” as well as a part on
one of their annual lectureships.
I was pleased that
Carl especially could enjoy some appreciation for his labor of love by the time
he was “absent from planet earth,” as Alexander Campbell like to put it.
History teaches us that reformers have to be “absent” a long time before their
tombs are garnished.
The most interesting
reaction through all the years was occasionally made by those in a position to
know: ‘The powers that be know that you and Carl are right. They simply can’t
afford to say so.” They are still rather slow to say so! Even when they now
praise others for saying what we said, now that the time is more opportune,
they don’t want to recognize that we said it decades ago. But that is OK with
me, and I am sure it was with Carl. I (we) rejoice that others are now saying
it. That is what reformation is about. We pass the torch.
In recent histories of
the Churches of Christ both Robert Hooper (David Lipscomb University) in 1993
and Richard Hughes (Pepperdine University) in 1996 treat the “Leroy
Garrett-Carl Ketcherside Movement” with more fairness and objectivity than had
been the case. Even though Hooper repeats the old bromide that we had moved
“from extreme right to extreme left,” he concedes that we were at last
“ecumenical,” and that our goal was to “unite all segments of the Restoration
Movement.”
Hughes more
discerningly recognizes that we had not “ridden the swinging pendulum from one
extreme to the other,” as so often charged, but were always conservative. But
we did change to “a more ecumenical, grace-oriented perspective,” and we
“called on Churches of Christ to abandon both legalism and exclusivism, to
cultivate a greater appreciation for the grace of God, and to manifest a
greater tolerance for Christians in other traditions.”
Hughes names Carl and
me, along with displaying our pictures, as the founders of what he called “the
progressive movement” that was led by a growing network of biblical scholars
who emerged among mainstream Churches of Christ during the 1960s. This was
because we had attacked “the bedrock presuppositions of Churches of Christ” and
“appealed to a more educated clientele.”
It remains to be said
that during all these years we did not suffer reprisals and rejection from
other wings of the Restoration Movement as we did from Churches of Christ. In
the course of the years one or both of us were on programs of most all the
colleges of the Christian Churches and Disciples of Christ, and several of them
hosted our unity meetings. Their journals published our essays and College
Press published our books. We spoke at hundreds of their churches, and Carl in
particular was a frequent speaker at the North American Christian Convention
and the World Convention of Churches of Christ.
We were also active in
the Disciples of Christ Historical Society and the European Evangelistic
Society as well as the World Convention of Churches of Christ. All three of
these missions seek to be an “umbrella” ministry for all segments of the
Movement, which was consistent with our own approach.
It should be noted
that some marginal groups among Churches of Christ were responsive to our call
for change. The premillennial Churches of Christ, traditionally more open than
the mainstream churches, not only welcomed our efforts but provided needed
leadership for our unity meetings.
Most surprising of all
were the non-Sunday School Churches of Christ, commonly viewed as far right
wing, who were sympathetic almost from the beginning of our efforts. They have
provided dynamic and able leadership. Today they have a number of avant
garde congregations that are implementing changes that Carl and I worked
and hoped for all those years. Since this wing of the Movement, consisting of
more than 500 congregations, represents the best hope for the future of
Churches of Christ, we can rejoice in any influence we have had. And from our
right wing! It shows how the Lord surprises us when we leave it up to him.
I have frequently been
asked at what point in time Carl and I began to move together in a more
ecumenical direction. Was there a single event that served as a turning point?
Yes, Carl and I agreed that it was in a debate we had with Seth Wilson and Don
DeWelt, both of Ozark Christian College, on instrumental music in Nowata, Ok.
in 1958, which proved to be a different kind of debate.
This was because we
approached the subject in a spirit of love and fellowship, and with the
understanding that even though we differed on the subject to be discussed this
would not affect our accepting each other as brothers. Sometime before the
debate I wrote to Carl that we should enter the debate with the attitude that
Seth and Don were as much our brothers as we were to each other, and that while
we differed on instrumental music we should not make it a test of fellowship.
We would love and accept Seth and Don, whom we had not yet met, just as we
loved and accepted each other.
While Carl wrote back
his approval of such an approach, he did something at the debate that I was not
expecting. In his opening speech he read my letter to the audience, saying that
he agreed, and in his inimitable way embraced our “opponents” in debate as
equal in the fellowship of the Spirit. He made it clear that whatever
disposition we might make of the instrument question it would have no bearing
upon our love and acceptance of each other,
That profoundly
affected the two sides that had gathered, who were doubtless expecting a
typical debate in which the disputants went after each other with tooth and
claw. It also set the tone for Carl’s and my ministry for the next 30 years. It
both articulated and demonstrated the essence of our plea:
Unity and
fellowship are not contingent upon approval or endorsement; we do not have to
agree on everything in order to accept each other as brothers and sisters.
The extent to which
this plea consumed the ministry of Carl Ketcherside is evident in his
consciousness of what happened to the heritage he loved back in 1889 at Sand
Creek, Illinois. He often told the story of how Daniel Sommer, only 80 years
after Thomas Campbell wrote his Declaration and Address, presented his
“Address and Declaration” at Sand Creek. The first document was instrumental in
launching the Movement to “unite the Christians in all the sects,” while the
second was a withdrawal document that contributed to the separation of Churches
of Christ from the Christian Churches.
Carl saw Sommer’s
reversal of the title as intentional: Campbell’s Declaration and Address had
united the Movement; Sommer’s “Address and Declaration” would divide it.
Campbell’s was a mandate for acceptance and unity; Sommer’s was a call for
rejection and division. Campbell insisted that we can be one in spite of
certain differences; Sommer demanded that because of certain difference “We
shall no longer consider them brethren.”
The dispute at Sand
Creek between the “progressives” and the “non-progressives” was taken all the
way to the Supreme Court of the State of Illinois. It impressed Carl that a
decision was finally handed down in the same year that the U.S. Census Bureau
recognized that the Disciples of Christ were now two churches, 1906. That
division was reflected at Sand Creek with a “Christian Church” and a “Church of
Christ” meeting in close proximity to each other, no longer in fellowship, the
latter holding the original property since the court’s decision was not to
intervene.
Carl referred to it
all as “the fateful occasion that started us down the long road of fighting and
division.” He noted that he was born only two years after the court’s decision,
that he grew up in the “Sommerite” tradition, and that he knew about the
“Address and Declaration” before he heard of the Declaration and Address.
He was in fact a
protégée of Daniel Sommer. Carl told me that when he was yet a young man the
aged Sommer told him that as the mantle of Benjamin Franklin had fallen upon
him (so as to defend the issues!), his mantle should fall upon Carl. It was a
charge that Carl did not take lightly. While yet young he was “a wing
commander” of that particular faction, and he became its champion debater.
Back in those days
Carl could hardly imagine that he would one day praise the Declaration and
Address as our magna charter of Christian liberty while scoring the
“Address and Declaration” as “The spirit entombed within it will force every
generation to declare non-fellowship with every preceding one.”
It must have been a
drama-packed moment when Carl in 1975 returned to Sand Creek, only a few months
before he closed down his journal, Mission Messenger, after 37 years of
publishing. As a boy preacher and on into manhood he had often preached in the
area, baptizing hundreds, many if whom lie buried in nearby cemeteries. The old
“Sand Creek Church of Christ” building still stands though no longer used.
In recalling what had
happened there, he saw himself as part of the picture: “I was not only a
victim, but an actual practitioner of the sectarian spirit.” Then he added with
his characteristic gratitude and optimism: “Now I rejoiced to see the descendants
of those who had sued each other in the courts sitting together in heavenly
places.”
That is vintage Carl
Ketcherside. Until his dying day he could not forget what he called “the lethal
dose” of Sand Creekism, lamenting that only eternity can reveal the strife it
cost its victims. To be victimized by sectarianism is tragic, to be its
practitioner is worse. He saw himself as both. But once he accepted the
principles of the Declaration and Address he freed himself of the
shackles of the “Address and Declaration.”
Daniel Sommer, who
died in 1940, lived to regret and to some degree make amends for Sand Creek -
even to taking part in unity meetings with the Christian Church when he was old
and blind! But it was Carl Ketcherside, while still comparatively young, that
turned Sand Creekism on its head, becoming the Movement’s most effective envoy
of peace and unity of the 20th century.
He was 67 when he
unwittingly wrote his own epitaph, inspired by a return to Sand Creek:
He
rejoiced to see the descendants of those who sued each in a court of law
sitting together in heavenly places.
What is more is that
Carl Ketcherside helped to make it so. The victimized became the victor, the
practitioner of division became the practitioner of peace.
It was memories of Sand
Creek that led Carl to pen these moving words:
“I
shall make nothing a test of fellowship which God has not made a condition of
salvation. I shall not seek to establish fellowship by definition of a human
document, nor by conformity to opinion. I shall be a brother to all who have
been begotten of my Father. Brotherhood based upon fatherhood, fraternity based
upon paternity; this shall be my standard because it is scriptural. I will free
myself from all partisan traditions, schemes, and ideas men have adopted to
offset unity of the Spirit. I intend to be a free man in Christ, bound only by
His word. ‘You are bought with a price, do not become slaves of men’ (1 Cor. 7
:23)”
These words not only
renounce the factional spirit of the “Address and Declaration” but capture the
essence of the Declaration and Address. And they summarize the unity
plea of Carl Ketcherside. Moreover, they tell us who we are as a
Restoration/Reformation movement. Carl’s call for unity, brotherhood,
fellowship and freedom takes us from Sand Creek back to Cane Ridge and Bethany,
and on back to Pentecost.
“Wherever God has a
child, I have a sister or a brother,” is the way Carl often put it. That says
who we are or who we are supposed to be.
The torch is passed!
The more it is shaken the brighter it will burn.— Leroy Garrett
Between Us . . .
Ouida and I are mostly
at home this winter, enjoying spring-like weather. We are both well, and we
keep busy visiting, studying, and receiving guests. And of course e-mail! Will
be back to travel in the spring.
The 12-vol. set of the
Works of Carl Ketcherside, referred to above is still in print and is
available from our office at the reduced price of $185.00 postpaid. It includes
all the volumes of Mission Messenger, Carl’s monthly publication, from 1957 to
1975, the year it ceased publication. It also includes 14 of his other books,
including Pilgrimage of Joy (his autobiography), The Royal Priesthood,
A Clean Church, Death of the Custodian, Parable of Telstar, Simple Trusting
Faith, Colony of Heaven, Talks to Jews and Non-Jews. The set is beautifully
hardbound, matching volumes. Ideal for a handsome gift.
Apart from this set
two other volumes by Carl are still in print and are available from us: The
Twisted Scriptures at $9 postpaid and Colony of Heaven at $7
postpaid.
Then there is Our
Heritage in Unity and Fellowship, edited by Cecil Hook, a selection of 51
essays by Carl Ketcherside and Leroy Garrett. $10 postpaid.
Also still in print is
The Stone-Campbell Movement by Leroy Garrett at $25 postpaid.
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