We all have heroes of the past that we admire for their exploits, writings and works. Referring to long passed writers one of my friends said, "all my best friends are dead!" My best dead friend is John Muir. Sure, like all heroes of the past he is immortalized. But if I was on a backpacking trip with him in 1900 I would expect to identify at least one flaw. He wasn't perfect. I am fully aware that I have idealized the man, yet he was special in his time and has become a great inspiration to me for a variety of reasons; especially for his spiritual view of nature.
Muir was raised by a devout Bible believing father. Young John was trained to work hard on his father's Wisconsin farm, as well as in his Bible lessons. But, John did not swallow the Bible whole, as his father desired for him. Rather, John took the atmosphere of the Bible and left behind its stories and theology. He had a love for God, which he learned about first from the Bible and then through nature. He ferreted out of the Bible what made sense to him about God and he left the rest behind.
He never developed an appreciation for organized religion of any kind. Nature and the mountains were his temple, the place where he went to meet with God. He once wrote,
"Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. "
And,
"Keep close to Nature's heart...and break clear away, once in awhile, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean."
And,
"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop away from you like the leaves of Autumn."
The language of his writings remind me of a Biblical prophet or an evangelist, evidence that he kept the atmosphere of the Bible. Indeed, Muir was a prophet and an evangelist, but of the wilderness rather than the Bible. Since Muir rejected the theology of the Bible I am more in line with the nature theology of another dead friend, Martin Luther, who said, "God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars." But, it is not clear to me that Muir ever rejected Christ along with his rejection of religion and the Bible.
There are many who have misunderstood Muir. He was not a pantheist, as nature pantheists prefer to interpret Muir's writings. No, from his writings we can at least see that he believed in a transcendent God who created the world. He believed that natural forces set in place by God created the glaciers, mountains and trees. God was at work in nature and you could see and experience God through what we call, nature.
He wasn't a theologian, nor a philosopher, but a naturalist. We can't go to his writings to get a clear theological treatment of God in nature anymore than we can go to the writings of Mother Theresa to learn about the Trinity.
Muir was a mountain mystic who painted nature with the brush of his words. In his writings he went beyond his naturalism to create word paintings that inspire us to look deeper in to nature than it's mere physical features and function. He illustrates God in and through nature, so that we might partake of God's majesty and power. As a mountain mystic he exhorted us to see nature as he saw it, a sacrament of God. This is the spirit of John Muir.

2 comments:
today i was hiking near the kootenai national forest, pondering about the faith of john muir. it got me thinking about my own faith as well as my love for the mountains and nature. i then asked myself the question: 'would i love the outdoors as much as i do if i didn't believe God created everything in and about it?' my answer was no, i wouldn't. there isn't one reason i wouldn't want to serve, worship and love the God that created it all. that was my trail of thoughts that stemmed from john muir, and i found it ironic that you posted this blog at the same time.
Hi Ben,
What a great coincidence! How did you get in to Muir? I always envied Teddy Roosevelt for being able to spend a couple of weeks with Muir in the Sierras.
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