Karl Barth and theology in italics
If the Holy Spirit is not Himself the true God, in what sense then can we say: I believe in the Holy Spirit? We should be wise to have nothing whatever to do with believing in a mere spiritual power. But if we realise the secret and the miracle of the fact that we believe, that it is really permissible and possible for us to believe in Jesus Christ and therefore in God, if it is plain to us that this permission and possibility are, according to John 3.3 nothing less than a 'new birth', then it cannot very long remain hidden from us that the power which achieves that in us cannot be anything less than God's power. God in Himself is the love which becomes visible in us in this mystery and miracle. In God Himself is the love of the father to the Son, of the Son to the Father. This eternal love in God Himself is the Holy Spirit, of whose work the third article [of the creed] speaks.
Karl Barth, Credo (London: Hodder and Stoughton, 1936), 136.
The theological emphases are in the italics. Barth's impatience with mere spirituality, and with vaguely or undefined power, is at least one hint that his view of the Holy Spirit is never intentionally impersonal, and indeed is essentially defined by the nature and being of God. And when Barth identifies the love in God Himself with the Holy Spirit, he is referring to the Lord who is the Spirit, in the same personal intercommunion of love as father and Son. Or as he put it:
The Holy Spirit of adoption, of revelation and of witness, the Holy Spirit Who makes us free for the Word of God, is eternal Spirit in the same way as the Father is eternal Father and as the Son is eternal Son. He is of one substance with Father and Son and therefore with Them the one true God, Creator, Reconciler, Redeemer. (Credo, 135-6)
Just some devotional theology to mull over during Pentecost weekend.... before praying the words of another passionate theologian - Charles Wesley
O Thou who camest from above,
The pure, celestial fire to impart;
kindle a flame of sacred love,
on the mean altar of my heart.
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