From the window of the flat I now live in, I can see, in the distance at night, a bright blue neon cross. And I love it, because of this passage on the aesthetics of the cross from Oliver O’Donovan’s The Ways of Judgment:
“The cross challenges the aesthetic basis of representative rules and authorities. The ugliest of sights, the humiliated and tortured figure with ‘no form or comeliness’ (Isa 53:2), has, in a decisive reversal of visual-aesthetic value, become the object of profoundest attraction. The public aesthetic of the cross has revealed new possibilities for political action, evoking compassion as a politically uniting force and empowering the martyr and the oppressed. ‘This beauteous form assures a pitious minde.’ True followers and false imitators of the cross ave between them changed the shape of earthly politics: Ambrose’s ‘tyranny of impotence’ has many victories to its score. As a visible emblem the cross has drawn men, women, and children into a universal community of attention, overreaching the bounds of their national, tribal, and family identities. Buildings that display it have become the focus of cities and the landmarks of rural communities. Its representations in high visual art command continual astonishment. A roomful of tourists in Ghent Cathedral, standing and staring with intense stillness at the Van Eycks’ Adoration of the Lamb, reenact unconsciously the very scene depicted there: pilgrims who stand and gaze at the sight of the sacrificed lamb, the goal and satisfaction of their journeys. And with the pilgrims and the hermits standing before the heavenly city we find judges and soldiers, looking on the true object of their exertions in our earthly cities. Here, indeed, is something to be seen, a sight which, for as long as it is in the world, will organise the world around itself, never eclipsed by the leering faces on election posters and television screens. The sweet cross (dulce lignum) has outshone the glamor and attraction that binds us to our political leaders; it has shown their appeal to be shallow and moody, by calling out the deepest springs of our loyalty and love. In the cross God has pronounced his ‘Ichabod!’ [see 1 Samuel 4:21] upon the limelight of human importance.”
(Let it be heard said by me: Oliver O’Donovan is one of the great theologians of our time.)
“The cross challenges the aesthetic basis of representative rules and authorities. The ugliest of sights, the humiliated and tortured figure with ‘no form or comeliness’ (Isa 53:2), has, in a decisive reversal of visual-aesthetic value, become the object of profoundest attraction. The public aesthetic of the cross has revealed new possibilities for political action, evoking compassion as a politically uniting force and empowering the martyr and the oppressed. ‘This beauteous form assures a pitious minde.’ True followers and false imitators of the cross ave between them changed the shape of earthly politics: Ambrose’s ‘tyranny of impotence’ has many victories to its score. As a visible emblem the cross has drawn men, women, and children into a universal community of attention, overreaching the bounds of their national, tribal, and family identities. Buildings that display it have become the focus of cities and the landmarks of rural communities. Its representations in high visual art command continual astonishment. A roomful of tourists in Ghent Cathedral, standing and staring with intense stillness at the Van Eycks’ Adoration of the Lamb, reenact unconsciously the very scene depicted there: pilgrims who stand and gaze at the sight of the sacrificed lamb, the goal and satisfaction of their journeys. And with the pilgrims and the hermits standing before the heavenly city we find judges and soldiers, looking on the true object of their exertions in our earthly cities. Here, indeed, is something to be seen, a sight which, for as long as it is in the world, will organise the world around itself, never eclipsed by the leering faces on election posters and television screens. The sweet cross (dulce lignum) has outshone the glamor and attraction that binds us to our political leaders; it has shown their appeal to be shallow and moody, by calling out the deepest springs of our loyalty and love. In the cross God has pronounced his ‘Ichabod!’ [see 1 Samuel 4:21] upon the limelight of human importance.”
In Book thirteen of De Trinitate, Augustine articulates an argument about happiness that he used and developed in many other works (e.g. City of God 19.1–4). In it, he comes to the conclusion that despite the furious disagreements about it, in some limited way, we all actually understand what happiness involves. And it is this: happiness is having what you want when you want what you ought to want.