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The Father’s Eternal Freedom
The Father’s Eternal
Freedom
The Personalist Trinitarian Ontology
of John Zizioulas
Dario Chiapetti
Dario Chiapetti
Foreword ix
Preface xiii
Note on Citations xvii
Abbreviations xix
Bibliography 265
Index 275
Foreword
does not make him an ‘existentialist’ any more than engaging with
the dominant philosophical tradition of their own time made the
Cappadocians ‘Neoplatonists’ – but the interpretation of the patristic
sources on which Zizioulas bases his arguments remains problematic.
Chiapetti carefully examines the key notions of ousia (being), hypostasis
(subsistent entity), tropos hyparxeōs (mode of existence), prosōpon (person
as a relational concept), and koinōnia (communion) in their patristic
setting and shows convincingly that Zizioulas’ reflection on these
notions, while treating them creatively, does not distort their meaning as
determined by patristic usage.
The third important feature of the book is its demonstration of the
internal coherence of Zizioulas’ thinking. The metropolitan’s theology
of communion has often been welcomed as a counterweight to Western
individualism. It is certainly true that he regards Western individualism
(which he traces to Augustine and Boethius) as deplorable because it
treats the ‘other’ as a threat rather than as a necessary constituent of
relation. Yet at the same time, he lays great emphasis on the particular,
on the hypostatic. This approach has yielded important results for how we
are to conceive of the Trinity. Traditionally, we have tended to think of
the one God as a unified essence differentiated as three hypostaseis or
persons. Logically, the unity comes first (reflecting, perhaps, the monistic
ontology of the ancient Greek philosophers), with the differentiation of the
persons following upon this. Zizioulas, basing himself on Athanasius
and the Cappadocians, has reversed the generally assumed logical order:
it is the three persons who constitute the oneness, not the oneness that
is differentiated as three persons. This is because the cause of the divine
being is the Father, who is a particular hypostasis, not an undifferentiated
essence. The Father has priority (in a causal, not a temporal, sense) and is
thus the cause of the being of the Son and of the Spirit. ‘Father’ is a relational
term. The persons of the Trinity are constituted by their relations. They
are not the relations themselves, but it is their relations that determine
their being. As St John Damascene says, ‘the Father never existed when
the Son did not exist, but at the same time there was a father and a son
begotten from him, for a father cannot be called such without a son’
(De fide orthodoxa, 8). The oneness of God rests not in the sameness
of essence but in the monarchy of the Father, who freely and eternally
begets the Son and pours forth the Spirit.
The taxis of the Trinity thus conceived, an ordering and a unity
inseparable from the mutual perichoresis of the persons, fully accords
with the economic Trinity as revealed in the Scriptures. The Son and
the Spirit are sent into the world by the Father, in economic but not
Foreword xi
1.
As recalled by R. Knežević, ‘Homo Theurgos: Freedom According to John
Zizioulas and Nikolai Berdyaev’, p. 1, at: https://ora.ox.ac.uk/objects/uuid:
xiv The Father’s Eternal Freedom
4.
‘Person and Nature in the Theology of St Maximus the Confessor’, in M.
Vasiljevic (ed.), Knowing the Purpose of Creation through the Resurrection
(Alhambra, CA: Sebastian Press, 2013), pp. 85–113, here at p. 108.
xvi The Father’s Eternal Freedom
The second part aims to identify and examine the elements that
constitute Zizioulas’ theological development with regard to patristic
thought. The first of its two chapters examines his personalist ontology,
specifically that which constitutes the fundamental reality of God’s
personal existence, namely the person of the Father. After clarifying
the fundamental meanings of the notion of freedom in reference to the
Father, in its meanings of freedom for and freedom from, I address two
fundamental questions: the role of the Father in the Trinity, as a principle
of distinction – ‘the Father is Trinity’ – and his role as the foundation of
henōsis – ‘the Father is the One’. I shall thus attempt to clarify in
what sense the Father is understood by Zizioulas to be the sole cause
of trinitarian being, and how his being is understood as an uncaused
cause, ontologically free and the cause of ontological freedom.
The second chapter of Part II addresses the question of the personal
being of the person caused and therefore tries, with reference to the Son
and the Holy Spirit, to verify whether there is a difference, qualitatively
speaking, between the ontological freedom of the person caused and
that of the person causing. I conclude with a comprehensive and critical
survey of the results of my research.
Patristic texts are cited in the standard form, with the titles in Latin.
With regard to Gregory of Nyssa’s Contra Eunomium, the following
should be noted. The work is cited by Zizioulas mainly from Migne,
sometimes from Jaeger, and sometimes in an unspecified manner. For
consistency the bibliographical references of this work are to Migne.
This book is the English language edition, abridged, adapted and with
some modifications, of the Italian original, La libertà di Dio è la libertà
del Padre. Uno studio sull’ontologia personalista trinitaria in Ioannis
Zizioulas, which was based, in turn, on my doctoral research, conducted
under the direction of Professors Basilio Petrà and Konstantinos Agoras,
and successfully defended in December 2020 at the Facoltà Teologica
dell’Italia Centrale, Florence. I thank Norman Russell for the valuable
work of editing the text. Special gratitude goes to my mother.
Dario Chiapetti
May 2021
Note on Citations
Zizioulas’ texts are quoted without mentioning the author’s name. These
texts were mostly published initially as articles. Subsequently many
were translated and collected in book form. Bibliographical references
are generally to the first published edition. Where the text has been
republished without change in a more readily available publication,
however, I have generally referred to that publication.
Abbreviations
Language: English
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1898
Dedication.
TO HER ROYAL HIGHNESS THE PRINCESS LOUISE,
MARCHIONESS OF LORNE.
Madam,
Surely never, in the history of the world, have events more
romantic been known than the career of Hannibal and of his eventual
conqueror, the youthful Scipio. Therefore, under the title of
“Hannibal’s Daughter,” it has been my humble effort to present to the
world in romantic guise such a story as may impress itself upon the
minds of many who would never seek it for themselves in the classic
tomes of history.
Having been commenced on the actual site of Ancient Carthage,
the local colouring of the opening chapters may be, with the aid of
history, relied upon as being correct. Throughout the whole work,
moreover, the thread of the story has been interwoven with a
network of those wonderful feats that are so graphically recorded for
us in the pages of Polybius and Livy.
To Your Royal Highness, with the greatest respect, I have the
honour to dedicate my work. Should there appear to be aught of art
in the manner in which I have attempted to weave a combination of
history and romance, may I venture to hope that a true artist like
Your Royal Highness, of whose works the nation is justly proud, may
not deem the results of my efforts unworthy.
CHAPTER I.
HAMILCAR.
The terrible war, known as the inexpiable or the truceless war, was
just at an end, after three years’ duration. The mercenaries who had
served so faithfully under Hamilcar in Sicily had by the bad faith of
the Carthaginian Government, headed by Hamilcar’s greatest
enemy, Hanno, been driven to a revolt to try and recover the arrears
of pay due to them for noble services for years past. When the effete
Hanno, after a first slight success, had allowed his camp to be
captured, the Government, at the last gasp, had begged Hamilcar to
fight against his own old soldiers. For the sheer love of his country,
he had, although much against the grain, consented to do so. But
the towns of Utica, the oldest Phœnician town in Africa, and of Hippo
Zarytus were joining in the revolt; the Libyans and Numidians had
risen en masse to join the revolutionists, and the Libyan women,
having sold all their jewellery, of which they possessed large
quantities, for the sake of the revolted mercenaries, there was soon
so much money in the rebel camp that the very existence of
Carthage itself was at stake. Therefore, although Hamilcar well knew
that all the mercenaries, whether Libyans or Ligurians, Balearic
Islanders, Greeks, or Spaniards, were personally well disposed to
himself, he had been forced to take up arms against them.
Under Spendius, a Campanian slave, and Matho, an African in
whom they had formerly placed great trust, the rebels had gained
various successes, and, on visiting them in their camp, had
treacherously made prisoner of Gisco, a general in whom they had
previously expressed the greatest trust, and whom they had asked to
have sent to them with money to arrange their difficulties. Hamilcar
had been at first much hampered by his enemy, Hanno, an
effeminate wretch, being associated in the command with himself;
but when the Carthaginians found that, by leaving Hanno to hamper
Hamilcar, with all these well-trained soldiers against them, they had
got the knife held very close to their own luxurious throats, they
removed Hanno, and left the patriotic Hamilcar in supreme military
command. Their jealousies of him would not have allowed the
aristocracy and plutocracy to have done so much for the man whom
they had deserted for so long in Sicily had they not known their own
very existence to be at stake. For they ran the risk of being killed
both by the Libyans and mercenaries outside, and by the
discontented people inside the walls.
When Hamilcar assumed supreme command, the war had very
soon commenced to go the other way. He forced the easy, luxurious
Carthaginian nobles to become soldiers, and treated them as
roughly as if they had been slaves. And he made them fight. He got
elephants together; he made wonderful marches, dividing the
various rebel camps; he penned them up within their own fortified
lines. Many deserted and joined him; many prisoners whom he took
he released; a great African chief named Naravas came over to his
side. All was going well for Carthage when Spendius and Matho
mutilated and murdered the wretched General Gisco and his six
hundred followers in cold blood. After that no more of their followers
dared to leave them for fear of the terrible retaliation that they knew
awaited them. But how Spendius and all his camp were at length
penned up and reduced to cannibalism, eating all their prisoners and
slaves, how Spendius and his ten senators were taken and crucified,
while Matho, at the same time issuing from Tunis, took and crucified
a Carthaginian general and fifty of his men, and how at length, after
slaughtering or capturing the 30,000 or 40,000 remaining rebels,
Hamilcar took Matho himself prisoner, are all matters of history.
On the morning of the opening of our story, there was to be a
terrible sacrifice offered up to the great Baal Hammon, the sun god
Moloch, the Saturn of the Romans: the terrible monster to whom in
their hours of distress the Carthaginians were in the habit of offering
up at times their own babies, their first-born sons, or the fairest of
their virgins, whose cruel nuptials consisted not in being lighted with
the torch of Hymen, but in being placed bound upon the
outstretched, brazen, red-hot hands of the huge image, from whose
arms, which sloped downwards, they rolled down into the flaming
furnace at his feet. And fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers,
yea, even the very lovers of the girls, looked on complacently,
thinking that in thus sacrificing their dearest and their best to the
cruel god, they were consulting the best interests of their country in a
time of danger. Nor were the screams of the victims, many of whom
were self-offered, allowed to be heard, for the drums beat, the
priests chanted, and the beautiful young priestesses attached to the
temple danced in circles around, joining the sound of their voices
and their musical instruments to the crackling of the fire and the
rolling of the drums.
When Hamilcar bid his boy, Hannibal, look forth upon the city
before him, on the sea in front and behind him, and upon the country
around, it was a lovely morning in early summer. The weather was
not yet hot; there was a beautiful north-west breeze blowing down
the Carthaginian Gulf straight into the boy’s face, tossing up little
white horses on the surface of the sea, of which the white-flecked
foam shone like silver on its brilliantly green surface. Across the gulf,
upon whose bosom floated many a stately trireme and quinquireme,
to the east side arose a bold range of rugged mountains with steep,
serrated edges. Turning round yet further and facing the south, the
young Hannibal could see the same mountain range, dominated by a
steep, two-horned peak, sweeping round, but gradually bearing back
and so away from the shores of the shallow salt water lake then
known as the Stagnum, now called the Lake of Tunis. This lake was
separated, by the narrow strip of land called the Tœnia, from the
Sirius Carthaginensis, or Gulf of Carthage, upon the extremity of
which is now built the town of Goletta. There was in those days, as
now, a canal dividing this isthmus in two, and thus giving access for
ships to Tunis, a distance of ten miles from Carthage, at the far end
of the Tunisian lake.
Turning back again and looking to the north and north-west,
Hannibal saw stretching before him the whole noble City of
Carthage, of which his father’s palace formed one of the most
southern buildings within the sea wall. Close at hand were various
other palaces, with gardens well irrigated and producing every kind
of delicious fruit and beautiful flower to delight the palate or the eye.
Here waved in the breeze the feathery date palm, the oleander with
its wealth of pink blossom, the dark-green and shining pomegranate
tree with its glorious crimson flowers. Further, the fig, the peach tree,
the orange, the lemon, and the narrow-leaved pepper tree gave
umbrageous shelter to the winding garden walks. Over the
cunningly-devised summer-houses hung great clusters of blue
convolvulus or the purple bourgainvillia, while along the borders of
plots of vines gleaming with brilliant verdure, clustered, waist-high,
crimson geraniums and roses in the richest profusion. Between
these palaces lay stretched out the double harbour for the merchant
ships and war ships, a canal forming the entrance to the one, and
both being connected with each other. The harbour for the merchant
ships was oblong in shape, and was within a stone’s throw of the
balcony upon which the boy was standing. The inner harbour was
perfectly circular, and surrounded by a fortification; and around its
circumference were one hundred and twenty sets of docks, the gates
of each of which were adorned with beautiful Ionic pillars of purest
marble.
In the centre of this cup, or cothon as it was called, there was an
island, upon which was reared a stately marble residence for the
admiral in charge of the dockyards, and numerous workshops for the
shipwrights. All were designed and built with a view to beauty as well
as utility.
For that day only, the clang of hammers had ceased to be heard,
and all was still in the dockyards, for there was high holiday and
festival throughout the whole length and breadth of the City of
Carthage on the glad occasion of the intended execution, by fire, of
Matho and the remaining rebels who had not fallen by the sword in
the last fight at Tunis.
Just beyond the war harbour, there was a large open place called
the Agora, and a little beyond and to the left of it Hannibal could
descry the Forum placed on a slight elevation. It was a noble
building, surrounded by a stately colonnade of pillars, the capitals of
which were ornamented in the strictly Carthaginian style, which
seemed to combine the acanthus plant decoration of the Corinthian
capital, with the ram’s horn curves of the Ionic style. Between the
pillars there stood the most beautiful works of art, statues of Parian
marble ravished in the Sicilian wars, or gilded figures of cunning
workmanship of Apollo, Neptune, or the Goddess Artemis, being the
spoils of Macedon or imported from Tyre. The roof of the Forum was
constructed of beautiful cedar beams from Lebanon, sent as a
present by the rulers of Tyre to their daughter city, and no pains or
expense had been spared to make the noble building, if not equal in
grandeur, at any rate only second in its glorious manufacture to the
magnificent temple of Solomon, itself constructed for the great king
by Tyrian and Sidonian workmen.
A couple of miles away to the left could be seen the enormous
triple fortification stretching across the level isthmus which
connected Carthage, its heights and promontories, with the
mainland. This wall enclosed the Megara or suburbs, rich with the
country houses of the wealthy merchant princes. It was forty-five feet
high, and its vaulted foundations afforded stabling for a vast number
of elephants. It reached from sea to sea, and completely protected
Carthage on the land side. Between the city proper and this wall
beyond the Megara, everywhere could be seen groves of olive trees
in richest profusion, while between them and the frequent intervening
palaces, were to be observed either waving fields of ripening golden
corn, or carefully cultivated vegetable gardens, well supplied with
running streams of water from the great aqueduct which brought the
water to the city from the mountains of Zaghouan sixty miles away.
To the north of the Forum and beyond the Great Place, the city
stretched upwards, the width of the city proper, between the sea and
the suburbs, being only about a mile or a mile and a half. It sloped
upwards to the summit of the hill of the Byrsa or Citadel, hence the
boy Hannibal, from his position on the sea level in rear of the
harbours, was able to take in, not only the whole magnificent coup
d’œil of palaces and temples, but also that of the high and
precipitous hill forming Cape Carthage, which lay beyond it to the
north, whose curved and precipitous cliffs enclosed on the eastern
side a glittering bay, wherein were anchored many vessels of
merchandise.
The summit of this mountain was, like the suburbs of the Megara
to the west of the city, studded with the rich country dwellings of the
luxurious and ease-loving inhabitants of Carthage.
But it was not on the distant suburbs that the lad fixed his eager
gaze, it was on the gleaming city of palaces itself. Here, close at
hand on the right, he could see the temple of Apollo with its great