A Polish-born Catholic scholar and blogger that I follow on Facebook recently posted a request for suggestions of notable books on theology and he half-joked in his comments, “But none of that Orthodox stuff.” By that, he wasn’t sniffing at our faith, but at what he sees as the general lack of “high” theological scholarly work in evidence among us.
Perhaps this is due to a lack of a sizable end market where one can sell books of scholarly Orthodox theology, but there is something else, as Archbishop Stylianos of Australia reminds us: “The most important theme for the theologian is the human person. Human beings are the image of the invisible God; they are in essence 'the temple of the Holy Spirit'. Whatever else is in the 'context' of nature and history is either illuminated or darkened by the place which the human person takes therein.” Orthodox theology, then, is perhaps at its highest when it is deep, yet graceful (grace full!) and accessible to all.
The Melody of Faith is such a book. Guroian takes the very human experience of music as the book’s touchstone, but it’s not about liturgical song. Instead, he succeeds in making some profound theological thought as easily appreciated and impactful as are the polyphonies of a fine choir. Even if I can’t sing it myself, the shared experience is enriching and can be even transformational.
Guroian writes in the spirit of the Paris school of Orthodoxy that produced Fr. A. Schmemann, Evdokimov, and other lights of 20th century Orthodox renewal. His Armenian roots add to his composition. He “speaks truth in Love” to the modern religious mind, noting its widespread shallowness and its misapprehension of the apostolic bedrock of Christian faith. For example, Guroian weaves into one chapter the examination and “correction” of Gibson’s film “The Passion of the Christ”, how it missed the mark and failed to seize its moment to teach on the exalted love of God as proved in the Resurrection.
Guroian touches on all the high notes: Creation, the Theotokos, the hope found in resurrection, the healing found in Christ within the Church. His book keeps to the beautiful melody he lays out at the start:
God is not an art critic who makes aesthetic judgement nor is God a philosopher who issues metaphysical definitions to ethical decrees. God is more like a cantor who chants his Creation into existence and rejoices everlastingly over its beautiful harmony. His song continues, and its melody moves and inspires humankind to restore beauty and harmony to a Creation that is fallen and misshapen. (7)