If you think the title tips my hand, hold onto your hats. Indeed, I am consciously borrowing from Albert Schweitzer’s famed work, In Search of the Historical Jesus, itself the culmination of a century of scholarship that had essentially denied the Messianic nature, instead promoting an entire movement of scholarship that promoted the Gospels as an ex post facto radical recreation of this Jewish charismatic, social revolutionary’s mild-mannered teachings. Given the paucity of evidence concerning him, these scholars concluded, we might as well give up on ever getting into Jesus’ head in any traditional sense. Schweizer’s summation, as goodly and moral a man he was, made for rather pessimistic conclusions: the search for the historical Jesus had been an abject failure. But fortunately, we don’t have to deal with more modern figures, such as Joseph Smith, do we? While we may not be able to find the coordinates of the First Vision or the dimensions of the gold plates, we can at least attest to his chracacter. We have witnesses, documents, remembrances, affadavits, right? Don’t believe me? Good, because you shouldn’t…
Invite a Dialogue editor and a full-time seminary instructor to have a conversation and you’ll know immediately what I mean (I have been worked closely and even been familially acquainted with both, so I know whereof I speak). Richard Bushman’s biography has been spurned by some prominent individuals, yet these individuals are as moral, upstanding, and even brilliant of men in the Church. And the intelligentsia’s faction of the Church’s broad collection often turns its nose in disdain at those misguided “white shirts” of Church administration. All of them good, upstand men/women…yet the lingering wedge remains: “What of the historical Joseph?” Was Joseph the solemn boy who loped around the store, according some remembrances? Or was he the rambunctious teen who literally beat fellow workers into submission? A philanderer? A torn, but zealous man who had to swallow some bitter pills of revelation?
I know it’s kitsch for the super-orthodox wing of the Church to say: “It doesn’t really matter what Joseph did/said/thought/ate/sneezed; I know he’s a prophet.” We intelligentsia bristle with frustration at such small-minded and intellectually unrespectable ideas. At best, we grant them a little deconstructionist leeway, but inwardly, we tend to shake at our heads at them…
Yet I wonder if there is some intellectual merit to what they say. Let’s, for a moment, set aside the Von Rankean school of historiography (historians should find out “what really happened.”) Let’s, for an oh-so-brief moment, consider the important role symbols play throughout holy writ. Historians have noted that Joseph acts as a Rorschach test for religious understanding. And it might just be possible that God intended it that way. Sure, Joseph existed. But the attempts to capture his essence have all failed–some more respectably than others. Even the best efforts, such as Bushman’s–don’t draw the conclusion of his prophetic status. Rather, they leave a little spark of mystery in Joseph’s mind–a spark which has lit both the fires of mobs and the fires of faith.
Is it possible that Joseph as a person is less significant than Joseph as a symbol? Could it be that God is more interested in historical memory than in historicity? If we are willing to grant God a hand in the gentle crafting of an entire race of men through organic evolution–in spite of all the oppositional variables where evolution could have gone wrong (a feat to which, incidentally, even Richard Dawkins gives lip-service)– can we not also grant him a similar hand in guiding the historical memory of Joseph?
The idea is subversive, and one that might elicit scoffs from both Dialogue reader and “white shirt” alike–including me (a fellow who happened to wear a white shirt while working for a Dialogue editor). But there’s an attractiveness to it that I cannot dismiss.