Why I Don’t Think Too Much of “Spiritual Formation”
I was recently asked to participate in a group that is creating curriculum in the area of “spiritual formation.” I have never really written much on this or spoken to the subject, but my nerve endings are a bit sensitive when the subject is introduced. In other words, I can hang with it for a bit, but when it is talked about in terms of “curriculum” or “discipleship” or forming the “whole spiritual person,” I back out.
What is “spiritual formation”? I am trying to be fair and representative of this but I know that there will be those who feel I have left something out. Nevertheless, here it goes:
“Spiritual formation describes a process or path to spiritual wholeness though a practice of specific disciplines including prayer, meditation, study, fasting, solitude, confession, and worship. The end goal is that the person would be more Christ-like.”
In the last ten years, “spiritual formation” seems to be quite a rave. I took a course called “Spiritual Formation” in seminary. Many well respected colleges and seminaries are even offering masters degrees in spiritual formation. It is nothing new, but the current strand seems to have evolved into some sort of perceived spiritual antibiotic to all sin, malnutrition, and disease. (If you don’t know what I am talking about, just Google it.)
At one time I tried to get in with the spiritual formation thing. At least, I tried to understand it. I am not going to mention any of the gurus in these circles (many of whom I have great respect for and from whom I have learned much), but I do have some things about which I don’t mind taking liberty to be overly offensive.
For me, listening to and reading books of this genre is like listening to an organ. I know, you love the organ. I don’t. I can’t stand it. It drains all the life out of me. I only have enough breath to make it though half a sentence in each song and the sentences are not long. When I read spiritual formation books, it is the same. It takes me half a day to get through a paragraph and the paragraphs are not that long. When I finish the book, I usually think to myself, “That could have been said in about one-one hundredth the space. Did I just lose a week off my life? I would have rather smoked a pack of cigarettes. It would have taken less life away.” Dramatics? No. But I am speaking for myself here.
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