A Theologian’s Influence, and Stained Past, Live On

John Howard Yoder’s scholarly pre-eminence keeps growing, and with it the ambivalence that Mennonites and other Christians feel toward him.



Can a bad person be a good theologian?

All of us fall short of our ideals, of course. But there is a common-sense expectation that religious professionals should try to behave as they counsel others to behave. They may not be perfect, but they should not be louts or jerks.

By that standard, few have failed as egregiously as John Howard Yoder, America’s most influential pacifist theologian. In his teaching at Notre Dame and elsewhere, and in books like “The Politics of Jesus,” published in 1972, Mr. Yoder, a Mennonite Christian, helped thousands formulate their opposition to violence. Yet, as he admitted before his death in 1997, he groped many women or pressured them to have physical contact, although never sexual intercourse.

Mr. Yoder’s scholarly pre-eminence keeps growing, and with it the ambivalence that Mennonites and other Christians feel toward him. In August, Ervin Stutzman, executive director of Mennonite Church USA, which has about 100,000 members, announced the formation of a “discernment group” to guide a process to “contribute to healing for victims” of Mr. Yoder’s abuse.

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–Oct. 15, 2013



One response to “A Theologian’s Influence, and Stained Past, Live On”

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    Peter Baxter

    Lead us not into temptation should be said to the sinner.
    A Tree of Love

    They built a cross with hate and despair
    And hung an innocent body there.
    In their anger it did grow, bearing fruit they didn’t know

    They watered it with their fears
    Night and morning with fresh tears
    They sunned it with their evil smiles
    And their soft deceitful wiles.

    The cross it grew both day and night
    Till it bore fruit to their delight
    And the wicked did begin to dine
    All declared it was just like wine

    Its fruit they all wanted more
    And scratched around on the floor
    It acted upon them like a drug
    The name of the fruit they called
    it Love.

    Peter Baxter inspired by William Blake

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