{"id":10735,"date":"2014-01-16T16:53:53","date_gmt":"2014-01-16T20:53:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/?p=10735"},"modified":"2017-08-03T22:52:19","modified_gmt":"2017-08-04T02:52:19","slug":"alice-munro-age-of-faith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mookseandgripes.com\/reviews\/2014\/01\/16\/alice-munro-age-of-faith\/","title":{"rendered":"Alice Munro: “Age of Faith”"},"content":{"rendered":"
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“Age of Faith”<\/strong><\/span>
\nby\u00a0Alice Munro
\nfrom\u00a0Lives of Girls and Women<\/em><\/span><\/p><\/h3><\/div>

\"Lives-of-Girls-and-Women\"Trevor<\/strong><\/p>\n

W<\/span>hen we enter “Age of Faith,” Del is twelve years old, and the world around her is expanding ever faster, even though, in some ways, it still feels small and manageable — safe. Though “not ignorant of the facts of geography” she considered the faraway hills “to be the end of the world.” Her world was tight, knowable, and there was security in this thought.<\/p>\n

Indeed, even the terrifying thought of burglars lends itself to this security. At the end of the first paragraph of this story, Del makes a statement of her mother’s faith: “She believed in burglars.” Del shares this belief for a time. Every time she and her mother leave the house, Del watches the always empty road to make sure no one is watching while her mother hides the key, a kind of superstition that allows them to leave the home without worry. No doubt about it: if they did not do this, they would have to return home.\u00a0Del further felt sure that these burglars knew all the intimate details of their life, knew just where to find the hidden treasures: “Their knowledge, their covetousness, made each thing seem confirmed in its value and uniqueness.”<\/p>\n

This is a controlled world. You do certain things, and you can be sure of a certain outcome. Even if\u00a0burglars exist and watch everything they do, they have a way of dealing with that. Plus, the very existence of omniscient burglars gave Del a sense of security. This sense of security would not last, though, because “[l]ater on of course I began to doubt the existence of burglars or at least to doubt that they could operate in this manner.” Del’s realization that the world is not so controlled — that she is not nearly so special for these burglars to spend their time studying and plotting around — is, interestingly, uncomfortable:<\/p>\n

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Much more likely, I saw, that their methods were haphazard and their knowledge hazy, their covetousness unfocused, their relationship to us next thing to accidental. I could go more easily up the river to the swamp when my belief in them faded, but I missed them, I missed the thought of them, for quite a while.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

With a title like “Age of Faith” and that introduction, we feel we know just where this story is going: Del’s similar dawning awareness that the world is a big place, that her personal relationship with God might just not exist. In some ways, the story does go there, but it’s much more interested in Del’s strong desire for such a controlled world — God just seems a good way to get it.<\/p>\n

Right after she says she misses the burglars, she says she never had such feelings about God. Her own family was not religious and did not attend church often. If they did, it was clear to Del — and to everyone else — that Del’s mother did not believe a word being spoken and seemed to find the whole thing distasteful. Del’s mother will explicitly say this later on in the story.<\/p>\n

And yet Del does attend church regularly. At first, she admits, “it was probably to bother my mother, though she made no outright objection to it, and to make myself interesting.” Her motives change, though, and she has a deep yearning for some sense of control in the world, some God who provides this comfort, comfort that, it seems, even her mother cannot fully forsake:<\/p>\n

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Not eve she was prepared to say Nothing<\/em>, and see herself and every stick and stone and feather in the world floating loose on that howling hopeless dark. No.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

And so the bulk of the story explores Del’s struggle to find that comfort she once received from the burglars: something that “made each thing seem confirmed in its value and uniqueness.” At one moment, she seems to find just what she’s looking for. She hates sewing, hates getting scolded by her teacher for being unable to thread the sewing machine, so she prays she will never have to do it again. Her prayer is answered almost immediately, and in a most unexpected way. Her certainty that this was God diminishes rapidly, though.<\/p>\n

This is a fascinating story of a young girls struggle to come out whole on the other side of “the unavoidable collision coming, of religion and life.” As if often the case, Munro spends a lot of time taking us in and out of Del’s experiences generally before she focuses her sights on one poignant episode where that collision happens dramatically before our eyes.<\/p>\n

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Betsy<\/strong><\/p>\n

I<\/span>n \u201cAge of Faith\u201d Del is about twelve and becomes \u201cprey to a positive longing\u201d for God.<\/p>\n

The story of Del\u2019s search for God is a sprawling collection of little narratives, details, images, and observations. One of the images is that of a renowned crazy old lady, a faithful church goer, who got out a hatchet when the delivery boy brought no butter in the groceries. But that lady also trails stories\u00a0— the daughter who drowned herself in the Wawanash, the son in the asylum. She tries to peg Del: \u201cWhat are you doing all the time at the Anglican Church? I thought you were United.\u201d<\/p>\n

Belief in the Jordan family is a complicated thing. Del and her brother were baptized in the United Church, but no one goes. Instead, Del has a very early memory of her mother\u2019s iron-clad belief in burglars, one that Del adopted as well. Del also knows that her mother\u2019s fierce belief in education is akin to religion. Nevertheless, about the time they move to town, Del begins to go to church with the boarder, who sings in the choir.<\/p>\n

Some of Del\u2019s dry, adult narrative is amusing, because Del the twelve year old is so na\u00efve. Some of what is recounted is also deeply observant of a twelve-year-old\u2019s yearning for the sublime.\u00a0Sitting in a threadbare Anglican chapel, twelve year old Del thinks:<\/p>\n

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If God could be discovered, or recalled, everything would be safe.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Del is also an ordinary kid who has to go to school, a place where she is both safe and unsafe. At school, she is famous for her wicked memory, but school is where she is also a very public failure in sewing class, an agony for which she prays to God for release. She longs for this annunciation. It just so happens that shortly after this, the sewing teacher loses all patience with Del and orders her to sweep the room instead.\u00a0The question is\u00a0— was this going to happen anyway? Or did God answer the prayer? Del cannot be sure. The way Del has been running the machine with no thread in it makes us feel that the reprieve was going to happen anyway.<\/p>\n

Del is also an ordinary older sister, and she decides to instruct her brother Owen on the subject of religion, while admonishing him that he cannot tell Mother (because Mother is a free thinker who is \u201ccured of religion\u201d).\u00a0She tells him about being released from sewing on account of her prayer. Del is disappointed that Owen appears to be impervious to the call of religion.<\/p>\n

On Good Friday, Del announces she is going to church, and her mother realizes that the church in question is not the United, because they don\u2019t have Good Friday service. Del is going to the impoverished Anglican Church. Addie, Del’s\u00a0mother,\u00a0responds to Del\u2019s Good Friday religiosity with a typical Addie remark: that Christian belief in a God who required Jesus to die on the cross is as barbaric as Aztec sacrifice. But to Addie\u2019s credit, Addie lets Del go to the service.<\/p>\n

Del remembers the service: \u201cI realized I did not care a great deal, myself, about Christ dying for our sins. I only wanted God.\u201d Meaning, she only wanted safety.<\/p>\n

The service is further complicated by the fact that Del sees flaws in the minister\u2019s sermon. Regardless of her search for the sublime, the good student senses illogic in the minister\u2019s argument. Del\u2019s search for God is at a stalemate.<\/p>\n

As often happens in Munro, a long narrative that covers months or years is interrupted by or culminated in an intense event. Owen\u2019s beloved dog Major has killed not one but two sheep and must be put down. Owen remembers Del\u2019s release by prayer from sewing class. Owen, in agony, says, \u201cIf you prayed for Major not to get shot would he not get shot?\u201d<\/p>\n

At this moment, Del develops into a different sense of religion. She realizes God will not intercede; she realizes God \u201cwas not interested in such objections; they were not his.\u201d\u00a0She realizes that God is not necessarily safety.<\/p>\n

The end of the story is a puzzling epiphany. Del is startled by the depth of Owen\u2019s love, and she is startled by his fervent desire to pray for Major\u2019s life.\u00a0She has this thought that ends the story: \u201cDo missionaries ever have these times, of astonishment and shame?\u201d Del knows she has been playing at religion. Owen\u2019s love for Major is so pure and his need to save him so great, his agony so real, that Del is astonished at the encounter.<\/p>\n

A paragraph which Del has italicized models Del\u2019s thoughts, although whether these could be the thoughts of a twelve year old is not clear. They feel more like Del\u2019s adult self interpreting something which would be far more inchoate in a pre-teen.<\/p>\n

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Could there be God not contained in the churches\u2019 net at all, not made manageable by any spells and crosses, God real, and really in the world, and alien and unacceptable as death? Could there be God amazing, indifferent, beyond faith?<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a paradoxical and difficult pair of sentences.<\/p>\n

But she makes it clear: the age of organized religion, for Del, is a pre-teen thing. Searching for God, if it is to be done at all, will be done in the world. And if God is found, or felt, it will feel alien. To a degree, this is where Munro is going anyway: to the place where comfortable beliefs are of no use, and where what might be bedrock must be tested for its capacity to produce amazement and alienation.<\/p>\n

Munro uses story-telling to test life for bedrock: she tends to push a story until it reveals itself both amazing and unacceptable. Addie, for instance, is both amazing and unacceptable. Munro\u2019s honesty also tends to push stories for \u201castonishment and shame.\u201d\u00a0By shame, I think she means the sudden recognition of your own part in someone else\u2019s peril. I think she means humility.<\/p>\n

Love is a dangerously easy word, and Munro avoids it. And yet, this story demonstrates it, as do other stories, \u201cPrincess Ida,\u201d for one (our thoughts here<\/a>). This time, it is Addie letting Del try out religion, and it is Owen, in agony over the dog and the \u201cflash of darkness,\u201d that his execution will be.\u00a0It is also Del, feeling the flash of astonishment at Owen\u2019s despair.<\/p>\n

Circle back to the beginning\u00a0— that Del\u2019s first belief was in burglars. There is Del\u2019s concern with safety and Munro\u2019s insistence on the impossible: that we need safety, but it is never guaranteed. We watch Addie hide her key on the porch; we ourselves doubt this will keep out the burglars. Addie\u2019s ritual in honor of safety foreshadows the ineffectuality that Del eventually feels in the rituals of church.<\/p>\n

Of course, what is most interesting is Munro\u2019s account of Del\u2019s moral development. She is astonished by Owen\u2019s despair, and she is ashamed of what her play-acting has put him through. While the story is about a twelve year old, it is a grown woman, probably of about Munro\u2019s own age, telling the story and awestruck, still, not by religion, but by <\/i>Owen\u2019s despair and her own shame.<\/p>\n

The search for the sublime ends with the adult Del saying what she should have said to Owen, \u201c[W]e do not pray for things to happen or not to happen, but for the strength and grace to bear what does.\u201d But how do you say that to a nine year old?<\/p>\n

The paradoxes of existence permeate Munro. The illogic of organized religion almost requires that Del reject it, but at the same time, experience reveals to Del what she requires: the nature of the divine.<\/p>\n

Owen\u2019s terrible love for Major and the fact that it could not save Major is both the paradox of existence and the revelation she had been seeking. God is in the world and paradoxical: amazing, indifferent, beyond faith.<\/i><\/p>\n<\/div>

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