Apostolic Foundations, by Art Katz

July 30, 2010 at 20:44 (Book Reviews, Poorly Rated Books, Theology) (, , , )


One could make several mistakes while reading this book. One might end up thinking that Katz was a generally cantankerous and unpleasant fellow (he was brusque, but certainly not a miser!), one might end up considering him to be a poor and amateur writer (a riffle through Israel And The Church will swiftly disabuse anybody of this notion!), and one might think that he has very little of value to say about apostlehood.

Much of this book seems like a lengthy rant without any focus. Katz might be condemning licentiousness and spiritual pride, and then suddenly he begins a diatribe against earrings, or music, or the Lutheran church, or any of a hundred other things that take even the most patient reader on a bizarre and rather stressful ride through some painfully misspelled, disjointed and confusing chapters.

One gets the feeling in reading Apostolic Foundations that Katz does not actually like the gentile church much at all; a painful proposition, and hardly appropriate for an ‘apostle’. It is deeply unfortunate, because despite the ridiculous tangents and the muddled paragraphs, Art Katz delivers some of his starkest and most badly-needed instructions to Christianity at large. Many of his points are certainly valid – even inspired – but thanks to a dreadfully written book with some unclear priorities, his prophetic unction takes back seat. What is in the front seat is a little unclear. Perhaps a mad ghostwriter. Read this book, but don’t expect to enjoy it.


1 Comment

  1. S. Hamley Bildebrandt said,

    It’s been many years since I read ‘Apostolic Foundations’ but I remember having similar impressions. I’m an admirer of Katz as a thinker, as a writer and as the voice of wisdom in Christianity that he was. But I remember being tossed about by his seemingly aimless ramblings. One moment I’d be devastated by a painful truth he pointed out only to be completely removed from the experience when he would say something about how I’m in submission to the spirit of the Antichrist if I dye my hair or have piercings.

    That having been said, Katz’s crankiness was part of his charm. He was old, Jewish and from New York. Perhaps those factors don’t exactly entitle him to crotchetiness, but they make it understandable.

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