Easter Sunday 2020. Revd Dr Neil Gardner.

We know, because we have heard it a thousand times times, that Easter is about new life, new life within life and new life after death. But what manner of experience was it that the disciples had when they said that they had seen the risen Jesus? We want to know this because for the resurrection to indicate a life beyond this one, for all of us, firstly we must have reasonable assurance that it was actually real. Secondly if we accept that the disciples were not lying, and just about everywhere now people think they were honest, not least given the way they influenced others, if we accept this, we must still at least try to obtain an understanding of what it was that they saw. So, for instance, was it merely a mystical, spiritual apparition of a disembodied entity?

We live just after a period in which scepticism about possibilities for reality beyond the ordinary was almost universally present amongst the clever people. Believing in the miraculous was thought a belief for the credulous in all but the theological faculties and even in many of those the faith was being radically rationalised. If there was any Christian belief amongst the educated and cultivated the notion of the resurrection was explained away. There was the usual explanations in terms of some psychological aberration amongst the disciples for whom the crucifixion was so traumatic that their minds collectively bent to the delusion that Jesus had appeared to them after his death. This has troubled many over the years.   And there was the already mentioned notion that they saw some mystical apparition that was only for them. It was not an objective manifestation that anyone could have seen. 

Some have written that the resurrection and its centrality to the Gospels was some invention of the gospel writers who imposed this layer of crucifixion and resurrection upon stories that were originally accepted as just accounts of Jesus’ sayings, a kind of wisdom literature. Many tried to get behind the traditions of the Church, including the writers of the Gospels, to some so called solid rock of history recounting the ‘true’ Jesus; what he actually said and did as opposed to words that the Gospel writers put in his mouth.

These accounts were mostly honest attempts to understand what happened. The researchers knew that their findings would hurt and upset many of the ordinary faithful but they thought it worse that such people should orientate their lives to lies and their intention was to liberate the faithful from untruth. But over the years none of these explanations of the Jesus of the Gospels, the miracles and especially the resurrection, have been particularly successful, either in converting the faithful or even convincing more orthodox scholars. Many of the latter have since written solidly researched, honest and hard headed rebuttals of these ideas. The debate goes on, but the days in which something like the resurrection of Jesus could not have happened because it does not conform to the laws of finite causality have long gone.

But what of the ordinary man and woman who struggles through life, a life sometimes beautiful and full of joy, sometimes devastatingly tragic and hauntingly, painfully sad? What Messiah do they want? What Messiah have they always longed for? What Messiah did the wretched of Roman occupied Palestine cry out for: shed so many tears before God in inarticulate sobs for? 

I must say that for myself, and what I am able to read of the hearts of so many people I’ve met over the years, what is longed for is a Messiah, a God that brings us and those we live to life after death. We want not to be ghosts, we want to live on in our bodies. The most painful matter part of the human experience is the death of those we love; even now I long to see my grandparents again, my departed friends, I would embrace them and cry with joy to see them. As Paul has said, if this is not what the Messiah brings then Christians, millions of them throughout the globe, are of all people most to be pitied (1 Cor. 15. 14-19).

In the Gospel of John Jesus says    ‘I am the resurrection and the life, he that believes in me, though he be dead, yet shall he live’ (John 11.25), he raises Lazarus from the dead and God brings him from the death of the cross to renewed, physical life. I have no ambition for another teacher of wisdom, there are enough of them. What I long for, with my whole heart, is to know that he is the Messiah, The only Son of God, the Word made flesh, and that he is therefore able to make it that though I be dead, yet shall I live; though my mother, father, beloved spouse or most of all, child, be dead, yet shall they live. There can be no substitute. If there is no resurrection for us to witness to there can be no Church. We would do better to leave them closed.

You are at home now, not in Church. Many are hurt by being denied the right to congregate in Church together on Easter Day; that they will not receive communion. But this terrible disease is teaching us all something of great importance. It is leading us to new life in our understanding of the faith. I know you want for these externals and they are important to you, but they are not of the greatest importance.  Wherever you are the most important thing is to give praise to God and believe that he is Love, not your love or mine, but Love in itself, Love that values you in your little lives and all that you love. Believe God is Love, Love that literally brought Jesus back from the dead: embodied, objectively visible like you and I and ready to eat and drink with his friends. And through your tears and pain believe that he will raise you again, and all you love, and that you will take up your lives with them again.

Winter came upon us and in its cold touch it brought us low for everything seemed to be dead and dying. And I laid down upon the lifeless earth to fade without struggle into the long night. But suddenly I did open my eyes and it was spring. The sun warmed my skin and my limbs regained their vigour. I looked around and all that had seemed dead had been returned to life; for Love could not bear the loss of His children. So, he stretched forth His arms into the cold, winters night, He picked them up and brought them trembling and tearful home; warmed and enlivened again by His heart. Amen and amen.

A Meditation on Psalm 150 By Keith Aplin

Praise the Lord.

Praise God in his sanctuary;
    praise him in his mighty heavens.
Praise him for his acts of power;
    praise him for his surpassing greatness.
Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
    praise him with the harp and lyre,
praise him with timbrel and dancing,
    praise him with the strings and pipe,
praise him with the clash of cymbals,
    praise him with resounding cymbals.

Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.

Praise the Lord.

For the last six months I have been reading my way through Book of Psalms, Today I came to Psalm 150 the last of them. 

In trying to understand the Psalms more fully I have read Tom Wright’s book “Finding God in the Psalms” which I would recommend to anyone starting a similar study.

Each day I have read a psalm twice, together with the psalms which precede and follow it and then meditated for a while on anything that jumps out at me. Today after six months reading, I was greatly struck by the very last line of this the very last psalm

“Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.”

I have chanted this psalm many times, and used it as the opening words of services but I have never, until yesterday, given that last verse much importance, it just seemed to be the kind of things that the psalmist used to end their psalms. 

However today, having listened to graphic descriptions of what might be happening to the Prime Minister at St. Thomas Hospital the absolutely vital importance to breath and breathing to life was made abundantly clear. It seems that if the level of saturated oxygen in one’s blood drops by only 5% below its normal level breathing become difficult and painful and that below that level supplementary oxygen is needed and if it drops any further a ventilator is needed to maintain life.

Initially I was moved to pray for: 

All who are currently being kept alive by ventilators.

Those who manufacture and maintain ventilators.

Nurses, Doctors and Technicians who use ventilators to support patients.

All who suffer from respiratory illness.

Those who will today draw their final breath.

After a pause I moved on to consider the importance of breath in the scriptures:

The breath of God is often used as a way of visualising the way God’s Spirit can enter us, as in the hymn ‘Breathe on me breath of God’. 

We talk of the scriptures as being ‘inspired’ but the literal meaning of inspire is to breathe in i.e. the opposite of expire. We can therefore think of the writers of the scriptures as having breathed in God

When Jesus meets with the disciples in the locked room after the resurrection, St John records “Jesus said again, Peace be with you!as the Father sent me, so I send you.” Then he breathed on them saying “Receive the Holy Spirit.” (John 20:21-22 NIV.)

Good Friday: The Passion Gospel Narratives

A meditation for Good Friday by Stephen Harris

This year, in the course of Holy Week we have not been able to follow the Way of the Cross in our churches, or to stand in meditation before the Stations of the Cross. We still have, though, the Passion narratives for our own personal meditations and in them can find the Seven Last Words. These have, throughout the life of the Church, formed the backbone of Good Friday devotions. The texts are precious and I hope that, together, we can draw something important from them today.

Jesus, reduced to a husk of a man, was in the most vile of circumstances. He was in unspeakable agony, unimaginable degradation and the most abyssal dark night of the soul. We cannot begin to comprehend. We read of his suffering with tears in our eyes. Yet through it he speaks, if not to the unhearing crowd, to us who want, who need, to believe.

What can those Words say?

We have come to the Gethsemane moment for our generation. In this time of trial do we, like the disciples, fade out of the picture-duvets over our heads. We do. Yet talk to me Lord, talk to me from the Cross.

Jesus said ‘I thirst’ (John 19 vs 28).His thirst was physical; how could it not be, hanging uncared for under a Passover Sun. And it was spiritual too; a thirst for righteousness and the redemption of fallen humanity. So too must we thirst, thirst for great things and thirst for small. We must be desperate for a change to come throughout the human race. We must thirst for our cup of suffering to be a signpost on the road to a world seen as the Kingdom of Heaven.

Jesus said ‘My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? (Mark 15 vs 34). These words should shock us, can you imagine the effect on a new Christian? They are a barometer of pain, the measure of a mind derailed; the words of a Messiah truly human as well as truly God. And we might say something similar – ‘why has this plague been inflicted on us?’

Jesus, when his mind clears, knows that he has not been forsaken. And nor have we. Might it not be better to say ‘My God, my God why have we forsaken you?’ We can now see that the past decades have been crazy; times of strange infatuations and ‘greed is good’. Like the words in our Easter Messiahs, we like sheep have gone astray. If we understand that it is us who have turned our face from God, not he from us, we see that by turning back we can be whole again.

And we have the example of the penitent thief, to whom Jesus says ‘Today you will be with me in Paradise’ (Luke 23 vs 43). The thief saw that moaning and recrimination were not the true Way of the Cross. Knowing that we are not forsaken guides us on the true path as well.

Jesus said ‘Father forgive them they know not what they do’ (Luke 23 vs 43). Even in torment he could forgive them then. Can we plead for forgiveness now? For the leaders of the nations when they stand against co operation, for rumour mongers and profiteers, for those obsessed with salvaging their reputations; for us as we say ‘surely these instructions don’t apply to me?’ Father forgive me too.

‘When Jesus saw his mother, and the disciple whom he loved standing near, he said to his mother ‘Woman behold your son’. Then he said to the disciple ‘Behold your mother ‘ (John 19 vss 26,27). In our time of trial how hard has it been to comply with the guidelines and not be with the ones we love. Yet how wonderful the response of neighbours and strangers, and, again, how wonderful the response of those proud to be independent who now realise how much they are loved.

Can you too feel the love of God walking in our streets, breaking down barriers and showing, as Jesus commanded his mother and his friend, that we are family. As, regardless, we always should be.

Jesus said ‘Into thy hands I commend my spirit, (Luke 23 vs 46). These words strike such a chord. We also may have to commend our loved ones into the hands of dedicated professionals, knowing that we may not see them again in this life.

Jesus having said this Word, Luke says that he breathed his last. Jesus was secure in knowing that he was going to the Father. We must be secure in the knowledge that souls precious to us will, in faith, take that journey too. After a time here, we, like our Saviour, will go home. Let us hope that this may be some small comfort, when separated in the time of dying, and in the finality of death.  

    Jesus said ‘It is finished’ (John 19 vs 30). It was more than his suffering that was finished, more than a life’s work. The thing finishing was the physical intervention of the One God in the world that he had created. And it was finished well. And in our way, you in your small corner and I in mine, we have to finish this chapter well. We realise that it will not be enough to just get through; we understand that we need to work tirelessly to rebuild a wrecked economy, in God’s way, and a society on the rebound. Yet, with God’s help, we too may be able to say with conviction ‘It is finished’

Amen     

Gospel Matthew 21.1-11, Reading of the Passion Matthew 26.14-27.66. An address for Palm Sunday by Stephen Harris.

In  the Anglican tradition I grew up in, the Passion Reading was sung on Palm Sunday during the morning Eucharist. There was never felt to be need for a sermon after that and the message was reinforced by the symbolism of the Palm Crosses and the Easter garden. If, then, you have imagined Palm Crosses and have read the Gospels and don’t feel you need any more I quite understand. Silence is golden and thank you for reading this far.

But if you would like more….

A Jewish man was sitting quietly at home one day when his phone rang.It was his medical student son.’I hope you don’t mind dad but I’ve decide to become a Christian’. ‘Of course I don’t mind’ said his father, but, on putting the phone down, he did feel a little confused and unsure of what to do. So he went to his Rabbi for advice.

‘Funny you should say that’ the Rabbi said ‘the same thing happened to me a couple of years ago; my son became a Christian as well. I didn’t know what to do either, so I prayed and asked God for guidance’. ‘And did you get a reply’ said the man eagerly.

‘Oh yes’ said the Rabbi, ‘God said ‘funny you should say that…….’

Perhaps not the most precise theology but it introduces today’s focus which is squarely on the Son of God. Jesus knows, as he rides into Jerusalem on a donkey, that this is what the Son of God must do. He knows how easily swayed the crowds are, he knows that the authorities can never tolerate his message of love, he knows that he is alone in the hubbub, and he knows that alone, but for a few, he will die.

And we know that, had we been there that Passover week, we would have been no better than the people in Jerusalem who ask ‘Who is this’?

We are, whether we like it or not, herd animals. We live in vast herds and react as creatures in a herd do. Currently at home we are, I say we but I’m not really very good, doing a 1000 piece jigsaw of a meadow full of cats-I would think at least a hundred, superimposed. And this is deeply strange. You would get a hundred people in a meadow, you might get a hundred dogs, but never in real life a hundred cats.

Herds are not all bad. Anyone who has seen Ice Age (the 20th Century Fox film) will recall that when Manny the mammoth (it’s not a grownups film) saves Diego the sabre toothed tiger at great personal risk, the tiger is  very surprised and asks ‘why’. The mammoth says ‘it’s what you do in a herd’. I think this is profound despite, or because of, its target audience. And we can see that the present acts of kindness and generosity are also what people do in a herd.

Yet herds have hierarchies, influencers, enforcers and a desire to do what the next man is doing. Jesus knows this and loves the vicious Good Friday mob as much as the Palm Sunday cheerleaders. That is you and me.

We are Peter too, the disciples,  the accusers and the smiters; maybe even Judas the betrayer, yet Jesus, the man alone, loves us. We see that that love of God, in a human being, was tested beyond all knowing on Good Friday but still he could say ‘Father forgive them, they know not what they do’.

We are living through a highly charged time in a world as excitable as the first century pressure cooker of Jerusalem, in Passover week and in a police state.  

Yet still and quiet, gentle and alone, in the middle of our turmoil Jesus stands, now as then. Today we see him on a donkey, this week we will see him die, next Sunday we will see him rise in glory; everyday we must see him as our Saviour, and as a friend holding out his hand.

And if the resolution of so many things-our present troubles, our return to normal life, the coming of the Kingdom, seem so far off we have our Bible and hymns of hope to sing. We, like the Rabbi, can talk to God in prayer. And much on my mind recently has been something you might find trivial. There’s a song from 1970 called ‘Seems Like A Long Time’; you might know it or be able to find it.

The first verse goes:

Night time is only the other side of daytime,

But if you’ve ever waited for the sun,

You know what it’s like to wish daytime would come,

Don’t it seem like a long time, seem like a long time, seem like a long, long time.

(Ted Anderson,Beaver Music)

Daylight will come.

Amen        

Thinking of salvation as something that appeals inside and outside the Church, and the way modern society can screw that idea up.

Introduction.

This longish essay tries to find a way of talking and thinking about the Christian salvation in concrete terms, which is to say how it pertains to us as human beings who both love our life in the world, but also have times when we would want to be free of it, especially from other people. It looks at us as creatures confined in time, under the shadow of death, and having a constantly underlying longing to flee into immortality, away from the tragedy of separation from others and the possibility of extinction. It tries to think of us in the joy and anxiety of being embodied and with other embodied creatures; being finite, perspectively limited, knowing some but ignorant of the whole picture and having to make decisions about our relations with others that can go very wrong. We will be concerned with what it is like to know, deep within, that though we are strong and comprehending we are also fragile, vulnerable before other things and people and dependent on them. We want to think about what Christian salvation addresses itself to as this contradictory, concrete human experience.

It employs natural theology and philosophy to attempt to tease out some understanding of Christian revelation for our time. The significance of this has to do with the attitude of many conservative Christians to using philosophy or reasoned theology to tease out a meaning of revelation: they would basically keep well away from it as something idolatrous and in danger of placing limitations on God’s sovereign freedom and the way God speaks to humanity. And this is largely the case with the teaching of lay people in the Church of England. However, you could argue that not including philosophy or natural theology as those disciplines which, crudely speaking, attempt to move from human experience up to God, and just employing some ‘purer’ Theology which is concerned with organising revelation without interpretations, ends up leaving revelation too abstract.

In ministry it is noticeable how often the lay reception of teaching is as though the latter is one complete, self contained block that has fallen out of the sky all of a piece, handed to the higher clergy, they to the parochial clergy, and the parochial clergy to the laity. Many ordinary congregation members have , then, little sense of the struggle through history, within the faith, to work out its own meaning and become what it has become up to this present generation. This may suit some of the more unregenerate instincts of many people for supernaturalism in place of religion, but it is unhealthy for the propagation of the faith of the Christian God.

What is also true is that any generation that chooses not to think through the possibility that its faith is built, as well, from philosophical assumptions, will always be in danger from the importation of philosophical ideas which distort the faith, perhaps distort its essential message to make it manipulable by worldly political agendas and make the people of God their unknowing accomplices.

Finally, in employing philosophy and natural theology as well as Theology proper, one of the aims of this essay is to try and show how what Christians call revelation could be of interest to those who do not make Christian religious confession as well as those who do.

The essay has two parts. The first is to try and compose a way of speaking and thinking about the concrete experience of God’s intersection with humanity that both does justice to orthodox Christianity and provides a point of identification for people outside the Church, with the Christian faith. It therefore tries to discuss Christian salvation in terms of being delivered over into a freedom wherein there is more than enough material security for humanity to be freed up to explore the meaning of Love and in this way to develop their lives together and their personal self actualisation, for all eternity. Otherwise put, we find a way of discussing human salvation in terms of the sort of freedom in Love that all human organisms long for.

With this mention of the ‘human organism’, it is important to bear in mind that this is the creature that the God of Jesus Christ deals with, the one that evolved from the primal soup and needs to eat and sleep, that requires warmth and security, even to play. This is the one for whom salvation was designed. Whatever salvation is, therefore, it is about the freeng up of this biological, psychological, as well as spiritual, creature. So, we will have to look at what God has made humanity in the light of the paradigm of the human, Jesus Christ, so a thing both of nature and supernature. And that means we have to discuss humanity in terms of the creature that needs to eat, find shelter, work and play, as well as the creature that has to worship something, has a notion of the sacred and is drawn to something beyond the natural confines of time and space.

To talk about God with us and what that means in terms of salvation, the saving of us all into a longed for Liberty I, of course, want to lock into wisdom inside the Church, but also outside. In accord with the acceptance of philosophy as a tool for bringing out the meaning of salvation for our particular time and place, I accept that there are sources of wisdom outside the confines of scripture and tradition that help us to understand how God relates to humanity and how humanity may be drawn into God. This is the same spirit that induced the Fathers to look about the pagan texts as tools facilitating the unravelling of revelation from scripture, It is an acceptance of the notion that there might be wisdom pertaining to a path to knowing, and being reconciled to, God, outside the Church as well as within.

It is important to say these things since it is still the case that people in the Church consider it their duty to take their message out into the community and, in various face to face encounters, lecture others about the need to make a confession of faith and join the Church. An assumption that clearly underpins this is that the Church is the only place in which salvation is found; the Church has all the answers. There is, therefore, no humility by the Church in the sense that they have any need to engage thoughtfully with anything coming to it from those outside the believing community. There is no conversation, the Church alone stewards and understands the formula of salvation and the rest of the world must accept it as the Church presents it or remain considered unregenerate. This authoritarianism is sometimes backed up with threat. We know that at the extremes of the conservative mindset it is thought that those outside the believing community may well find that they have to spend eternity in hell either for their lack of contrition and obduracy, or for their ignorance (having the misfortune to be born into a non-Christian culture). All those who do not assert a faith and trust in Jesus Christ – and of course trust in Jesus Christ are alienated from God and if they die still having failed to ’give their heart to the Lord’, they will spend eternity alienated from God.

This notion, then, tends to take it for granted that the only people who are really following God are those inside the Church, those who have made some form of verbal confession. The repeating of verbal confession in the midst of the Christian community is central to this. You must confess with your mouth that Jesus is Lord. But what if the Church has made a bit of a botch of explaining what Jesus is Lord, is. What if it has gone off on a tangent somewhere? It wouldn’t be the first time. And then the confession, if it is genuinely about the hankering after God, could still be one couched in a very different language outside the Church.

What is more, what we are encountering in this attire is a level of certainty that ordinary humanity is not subject to. The more conservative of our brethren will speak about a kind of special status of the Christian as inhabited by the Holy Spirit. It seems that what is suggested is that in the Christian Faith one may be abstracted out of the ordinary run of humanity that normally has to deal with limited, finite knowing in its understanding of what it is for and where it is going to. And this has always been one of the ‘ordinary’ pathologies of human existence, that is, to have absolute certainty in one’s belief in God bestows identity, purpose and moral rightness, that no longer has to be struggled over with others, no longer needs fretting over anxiously since such discussion may involve having to make fundamental shifts with one’s truth and identity and this is an inveterate and irreducible burden of being a finite human being in the world with other human beings. So this is not so much Christian belief as the pursuit of an age old fantasy of being released from the limitations of being a finite human being. And it could be argued against by pointing out that in Jesus Christ God has demonstrated his intention to speak to humanity in a revelation that, however eternal in itself, is mediated to us in time and space. This means that there might be aspects of it that must be learnt and relearnt, and our learning keep having to develop, over and over again.

Instead of this I want to draw up a picture of where God and humanity meet that not only leaves humanity in its state of finite limitation, but takes us deeper into those conditions, and that this is partof the healing that salvation involves. I suggest that the very sense of God, and salvation as something somehow resting in God, begins in an experience of being addressed by the source of existing things, the Being of beings.

Invoking the term, the ‘Being’ of beings often brings much air of mystery to the discussion but precious little comprehension. But by my using the term I want to draw our attention to the very down to earth nature of the encounter between God and human beings. The Being of beings is simply Existence in itself as opposed to this existing thing or that. It is the whole. Now much philosophy over the last 400 years has been dedicated to the erosion of the notion of the Being of beings as some entity itself apart from the sum total of all things everywhere. But Christianity has often understood the Being of beings as that of God himself, a ‘separable’ personality, or presence pervading things, albeit invisible and deductible only by thinking, feeling human beings in their soul. And it is in this sense that Paul says that God is that in which we ‘live and move and have our being’.

Ever since humanity has been self conscious and capable of thinking and communicating, and even as these creatures wandered in tribal groups hunting and gathering, they have felt this Being of beings as not only the reality in which they live and have their being, but as something that addresses them through their most distinctive capabilities, thought and language. Before we talk about the God of dogmatic Christianity, then, we need to get down into the earth and the struggle for a living that human beings undertake for survival. And begin here to lay a foundation for what we might understand by the very term ‘God’ and the meaning of His salvation.

To begin with, then, before any language of confession existed, there was the life of human beings with one another in the world and in the effort to survive and thrive. And it was in this state that they perhaps experienced, in some inchoate fashion, something that drew them to it, to utter it, draw it, dance it or something. It all begins with an awakening to something recognised, again incompletely, but nevertheless registered, as the Origin and the End of everything, where all things come from and where they are going to. It is the life of Existence itself as opposed to this existing thing or that, as though the Existence of existing things be a life and a personality in itself. This would be a life both similar but also very different from human personality. It is very different from things that we experience in time and in space but as so very different it is also very close.

As the Being of beings this is the pre-condition of things and not a thing in itself, which is possibly why some mystical, spiritual writers talk about the enigmatic Nothingness; ie, no-thing-ness. The Being of beings is unlike a being and therefore it does not compete with existing things for a time and a place to Be. It is not a thing, but much bigger, pushing other things out if its way. It does not appear alongside things in the world as a temporal, spatially circumscribed entity but much, much bigger. What this also means is that the Being of beings does not present in any other way to humanity than via the existing things that it has brought into Being.

Being brings human consciousness and things that human beings are conscious of, together. In its essence, then, there is some kinship between the thinking sensuality of human beings with their fundamentally poetic, liturgical soul, and Being, God Himself, as Existence in the world. When we are in our highest, most sensually thoughtful and most meditative self, we are channelling something of God in the world. Our rational sensibility articulated and developed through language is both of God and the essence of ourselves. Being is the Thinking Sensuality that is the precondition of the human thinking sensuality, the interactive/meditative consciousness. And just to note: the term ‘meditative’ here, as we shall see, does not refer to human beings in some state of reflective repose, but in their active state, in their interactions and struggles with each other to create a home for a distinctive human life. Perhaps we mean especially something like civilisation: a realm of meaningful, symbolism that might be understood as that of objective verbal and non verbal language and thought.

The experience of the Being of beings is first an awakening to an enigmatic and beautiful presence, a Holiness that may also be experienced, perhaps initially, as terrifying and as arousing a sense of diminution and vulnerability. But it arouses wonder as well as sometimes fear,  and within the sense of being ‘under its gaze’ can provoke the need to turn our eyes away in shame and hide.

The experience of Being is that of the Sublime, which is overpowering, both lovely and terrifying. It’s like trying to stand in the hurricane, and the religious struggle of humanity has always been to find some mediator of the Sublime that allies human beings to stand safely and enjoy sacred sublimity as wonderful – ie, as evoking of wonder. Thereafter we want it, or want to approach it, possess it, and some have even spoken of uniting with it.

What all this means is something most important: humanity has an anxious sense of itself as incomplete, but the experience of Being is that of the life that shall complete us somehow and make us whole. This means that human beings have a sense of their origin, and the purpose for which they are, as lying outside the ordinary mundane world, outside the conglomeration of beings and in Being itself. In the contemporary world it is important to make this point since it has been the case since the scientific revolution that the Aristotelian notion, that everything has an beginning and end outside the world of finite causes, has gone. We have long been taught to think of everything as having a beginning and an end within the realm of finite causes and not outside it. The profane gaze of science reducing everything to a mundane, isolated and banal thing is the predominant way that we all, in contemporary western culture, intuitively perceive everything, including ourselves.

This life of Being that mediated the Sublime to us I have called, ‘the beautiful life’. Whereas the life of humanity is contingent rather than necessary, the beautiful life is necessary, having no contingent aspect to it. It is complete unto itself and our being brought into its life is the closest in this life that human beings come to feeling whole and complete.

Nevertheless the beautiful life also feels, somehow, the reality of being finite and contingent. Humanity, therefore has long had conceptions of the god-man, either in myth or in the form of kings. The human in this is generally experienced at a distance from the divine element, and the divine element is not the One God, the Elohim, El Shaddai or Yahweh Saboath of the Jews but some lower order divinity like in an avatar. Nevertheless some mediating being between the realms of the divine and the human is not new.

 The Beautiful life is the life of what human beings call the gods or God present in the earth, perhaps also in the heroes, such as those of Ancient Greece. The distinctively Christian characteristic that would be added to this from revelation is that this Beautiful life is the High God of the Jews, Yahweh, identified finally through the preaching of the Christ, as Love: not your love or mine – which are but pale imitations – but Love in itself, incarnate and exemplified in the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ.

The sense of what addresses us is quite overpowering and must, somehow, be mediated in order to present in proportions that human beings can live with, though without compromising its integrity or reality as something wondrous, startling, astonishing and passionately inspiring. The Beautiful life is a mediation of the Sublime which allows it to strike a wound of longing into a person rather than terror , and there is then a need to seek it and get closer to it as that in which alone the soul will find its rest and completeness. 

This may all very well precede explicit religious affiliation.  It marks an original special intersection of the divine with the human. Some people may subsequently articulate their experience in terms of religious confessional formula, whilst others, particularly in a contemporary modern, western environment, simply may not see the connection between those words and the experience at all.

Nevertheless, I am suggesting that this experience is what makes sense of the Christian confession and gives it concrete grounding. 

This essay is meant to lay out a way of thinking about the experience of the Christian God, at least in the beginning, in these terms. It must be recognised as such in order to give meaning to revelation. It is the attempt to lay out in such terms what is the great ambition of Christian pilgrimage, that is – to put it in the mytho-poetics of Christian Faith – to have ‘Christ’ born in the soul by being taken up into the life of God in Christ through the Holy Spirit. 

The second part of this essay wants to talk about what, then, the pursuit of this Beautiful life must amount to.

Is the pursuit of this life primarily an individual, private matter? Is it somehow purely an inner, hidden matter? In my time in parish ministry I rarely met anyone, lay or ordained, that I had the temerity to think was not genuinely, within the confines of a variety of weaknesses that we all possess, trying to ‘get closer to Christ’. But people’s understanding of what might be entailed by this was frankly all a bit of a mess. The lay reception of Christian teaching in something like the Church of England  comes in a mixture of influences out of its history: there is the soft, fideistic Pietism that places emphasis on the individual and their inner wrestling with God, their eschewal, not so much of public, objective orders of religion (though outside the Church we often find this), as an aversion to objective, reasoned articulations in the form of theology, especially natural theology or philosophical theology. This is something that one finds, in a slightly more reflective form, in many of the clergy. It may degenerate into a more straightforward, dry moralist version of Christian Churchgoing, a business-like rehearsal of the liturgical life of the Church or as a ‘tending toward the deist’ version, which has God as some metaphysical, monadic and monolithic, mega-object outside time and space. These forms invariably slot into a kind of unreflective dualism which has the pure, invisible realm of spirit directly acting in upon the pure, Spiritual soul, so hidden away. It’s all vaguely gnostic and a little bit occult. But certainly private and individualistic. 

But in scripture, though God communicates through individuals – and if we think of the experience we have recounted with its wonder and terror this tends to be only very pronounced in the prophets amongst us – those individuals nevertheless tend to become spokespeople for whole communities, the pre eminent example being Moses. Prior to the reformation (and for some time after in many respects), Christian Faith was certainly a public matter and before the bourgeois separation of disciplines and division of labour, was explicitly tied up with political culture.

The pursuit of Love in the form of the beautiful life may well not be simply an individual and internal matter. Rather, I will suggest, the only way to realise it in the life of humanity to any degree is by a whole community co-operating with God in the creation of societies and cultures that are a continual effort to approximate to the Kingdom of God on earth; to cooperate in the Divine project to establish God’s will on earth as it is in heaven.

When we talk of human salvation, we are talking about that from which the human creature has always wanted to be saved. And I would suggest that this has never been a saving into some life other than life as an embodied creature in the world with other embodied creatures. It is rather a liberation from all that impedes and bears down on the enjoyment of life with one another, all that violently oppresses and limits it. And salvation then becomes being saved as liberated to a life of material security and enjoyment, freed up to love Love and to love each other. In this there is a permanent evolution of the human, a permanent actualisation into newer, greater forms of life, being stronger, having expanding intelligence and greater sensitivity to enjoy God as Love forever.

I want to suggest that this cooperative endeavour involves human effort to realise the Kingdom through their own societies. This suggestion is anathema to conservatives but also worries the generality of Christians. The problem is that it would seem to suggest a constriction upon God’s freedom to be what He will be. Mainstream Protestantism tends toward fideism, to proceed by faith alone and without necessarily having to understand. There is an eschewal of natural theology, certainly philosophy and its natural scientific children trying to interfere with working out the meaning of the faith. This seems to the fideist to be human beings trying to rationalise God, to confine Him in their concepts and sidestep the demands of revelation and faith.

This is a valid and important point and one that should encourage anyone employing any human discipline in trying to render faith intelligible, to proceed with caution.  Nevertheless philosophy has been employed in the construction of central Christian doctrines since the earliest days of the post Apostolic Church. Plato was regarded as a proto-Christian, a Christian before Christ, and scripture is replete with references to the importance of the Sophia, wisdom, in getting to know the God who longs to be known. Wisdom certainly begins with fear of the Lord which can easily be understood in terms of giving faithful deference to revelation; an approach to God by faith alone. As Tertullian famously put it ‘what has Athens to do with Jerusalem’. But wisdom beginning there should not necessarily end there and as the old dictum fides quarens intellectum suggests there is no hubris in starting with faith and proceeding to try and understand that faith better thereafter. 

Human beings establish their first civilisations in the light that is cast by the Beautiful life on the meaning of what is good and true. They had known the sweet pressure of Being upon their own hearts to respond to it by articulating it somehow in the world. And this they do through their spiritual, religious, theological, philosophical and aesthetic thinking, and later in their law, constitution, politics and the just management of the resources of the Polis.

The frequent conservative Christian idea that outside Christian culture these meanings are too fallen to become any contribution to understanding the way to God is challenged by a radical interpretation of the meaning of the incarnation, the Logos (the Word, or the spoken mind of God), become a human being. For the Logos as that through which all creation happens can be understood as the underlying rational-sensitivity, the poetic-divine rational-substance of all material reality, manifesting especially in the human soul and including that of other civilisations and their articulation of wisdom. The reconciliation wrought by Christ’s sacrifice points to a redemption in eternity that is applied, therefore, to all human society, all about in space, retrospectively and into the future. That is to say, where human beings endeavour to establish a meaning of Being, even outside of Christian culture, this is sanctified; it is to be taken seriously as possibly telling us something real about God and his salvation.

What is more this may also imply the sanctification of the whole effort of making the ideal notions of Goodness and Truth objective in things like the law and morality and notion of origin and purpose, objective in a human society. The way to God’s salvation in the Kingdom must also include political and economic components as these make concrete sense of the theological meaning of the faith of Jesus Christ’s preaching of the Kingdom that is here and is to come. Those components are not things brought permanently and centrally to stand as part of the faith, like revelatory articles. They are modes of interpretation, making concrete, in a particular time and place, what revelation has to say about the eternal relation between God in Christ and humanity.

 What this in turn must mean is that the Church’s pursuit and preaching of God in Christ must begin to have a responsible idea of what the Kingdom would mean here and now in the above terms, even if the solution should need constant re-evaluation and interpretation at later junctures. And that means that theologians must also have a care to say what the Christian form of management of political and economic life in the Kingdom might look like. This would not be definitive, of course, and they would always be careful to say that. It is rather an attempt to say what Live in the world would look like in terms of the organisation of society and the just distribution of resources. And again this would not be to form some political party – heaven forbid! – but to set over the reality of how things are, how they might otherwise be, and to encourage national leaders more in the direction of the Kingdom on earth as it is in heaven.

Finally, if we take the incarnation seriously to the extent that I have suggested, understanding that humanity participates in the business of making the circumstances in which salvation is realised, by approximating their own societies to the ideal model of the Kingdom of God, this also means that societies have the freedom to move in a different and, in these terms, destructive direction. And so I will suggest that though there are many important things that positively contribute to human liberation in contemporary western liberalism, I also consider that at the extreme end of market capitalism, which constitutes the way western modernity has been making its living now for over 40 years, there have formed significant cultural models, shaping the psychology of the west, in a way injurious to a proper understanding of the Spiritual generally let alone Christianity. This essay is going to try to give an account of this and to encourage the Church to take greater notice of these things. It could be said, and I would not be the first to say it, that the Church in the west in all its denominations, has been too casual in its tolerance of capitalism in its rawest aspects and has certainly had never been heard to advocate a fundamental political and economic  transformation because hitherto it has not considered this a part of its business. Liberation theologians have, of course, has things to say about this as priests working in communities in South America, under the cosh of, and made impoverished by, oppressive regimes have that were being sponsored by capitalist governments in order to safeguard private enterprises and private capital generally in those countries. Individualist, internalised Spirituality is of no threat to Capitalism, it never seriously challenges it, and since an institution like the Church of England is overwhelming middle class it would not take much to suggest that the reason why the Church fails to constitute such a challenge is that its members are too comfortable within capitalism to see it as a problem. This is no conscious quietism, but is simply like the men who never understood why women objected to certain ways they were treated because it was never a problem for them.   

Passion Sunday,Lent 5,Ezekiel 37,1-14,Romans 8,6-11,John 11,1-45. Drop, Drop Slow Tears. An address by Stephen Harris.

It is well documented that we all experience external things in a different way. Your blue isn’t my blue; your Marmite (yum) isn’t my Marmite (yeuk). So here is a question – how do we see Jesus?

In Lent the intensity with which we observe Jesus is ratcheted up as we follow his path to the Cross. We have an intense Gospel passage today. Paul is equally powerful and succinct. As for Ezekiel I feel sure that you are allowed a stately progress round your living room to the sound of ‘them dry bones hearing the word of the Lord’.

In the Gospels, then, how do we see today’s protagonists. Perhaps Thomas, who offers the only light relief today (basically ‘we’re doomed’) is an easy one. I see him as a cross between Private Fraser, Eyeore and Marvin the Paranoid Android. You may wish to differ.

And Jesus? Do we see a quietly calm nobility, do we see a divine revolutionary, do we see a humble peacemaker- a teacher, preacher, healer, revealer, victim, pilgrim, redeemer, king- just like the plum stone rhyme, tinker, tailor etc.? Do we see all these and more?

Yet how often, in our mind’s eye do we see our Lord in tears? Which brings me to my text,  verse 35 of our Gospel; ‘Jesus wept’. Leaving aside the likelihood that this is probably, in exasperation, the most commonly repeated Bible verse in this country we surely are a little surprised. If we cast our minds back we recall that Isaiah prophesied a Messiah who would be ‘a man of sorrow and acquainted with grief’ but I suspect our day to day Lamb of God is a man in control.

In one way of looking here is a test of authenticity. You or I might have written of a calm figure who stands above the misery that follows from a good man taken before his time. John says that Jesus was ‘greatly disturbed in spirit’.We can explain this away, as some commentaries do, but isn’t there comfort in the image of the Son of God distressed by the death of his friend? Is Jesus now more someone we can talk to through our tears.

And we will weep. These are times for tears of all kinds. At the very least we weep tears of frustration-our lives locked down. Maybe you have had your wedding cancelled. Maybe I miss a walk on Snettisham beach. Maybe our hospital is sadly under-resourced, its staff exhausted.

Then to tears of isolation and tears of separation. How we long to sit our grandchildren on our knee, to hug mother or grandma, to hold the hand of a friend who is dear. You will be reading this on a Sunday when you long to be in a congregation that holds you close. Peace be with you.

We weep.

And, at a level more bitter and profound, over our anxiety about what the future holds, for our welfare, our prosperity, the fabric of our culture, for the peril visited on those we know to be vulnerable;

We weep.

And, harshest of all, some will cry the saltiest, most inconsolable tears as their loved ones die alone. What then do we do? It’s not for me to tell anyone how they should react in a time of pandemic, even suggestions would be an insult to the depths of fortitude people are finding. But there is a hint in today’s Gospel where we have a contrast between the crowd gathered in Martha and Mary’s house and Jesus. The crowd’s tears were aimless. I too have been aimless-switching from BBC News to Channel 4 to Sky then repeating the cycle again. You too may have nursed a glass of wine and said how awful it all is.

Jesus was not aimless. He had the the power to raise the dead-we can’t do that but we do have the power to influence events. As an example;the world is full of hatchets that need to be buried at this time. Setting aside past slights brings the Divine more into our human lives. And we are blessed with the fruits of the spirit- love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness and self control. Now is the time to work from this list, and we are seeing evidence all around us-what can I do, who can I support, who can I encourage, who can I console?

And let’s also be constant in prayer so that, as with Jesus outside his friend’s empty tomb, we can say ‘Father I thank you for having heard me’.

Amen        

Shall Corona Virus teach us to be a society again?

Every society needs a kick up the butt every now and then. In historical terms my world and that of the previous generation has been relatively calm. Our society has not been subject to a major war, that has affected the mass of the civilian population, for nearly 80 years. We have been clouted by the occasional economic disaster and that has certainly brought misery to many people. But what our society has not had has been a crisis large enough to get us to change our behaviour; until now. Is this our ’kick up the butt?’

For nearly 40 years the United Kingdom, and all the liberal countries of what is called the Western world, have been encouraged toward a particular kind of self interestness. Since the 1980s the British have been told that there is no such thing as society; they have been encouraged through popular culture to believe that the way to prosperity is through individualistic self interested competition and they have had their public and private lives flooded with all manner of commercial, consumer enticements. Modern advertising has been responsible for an unparalleled peddling of propagandist and utopian pictures of happy lives that will be ours if we are to buy ’this product’. In an environment of religious decline heaven has been rebranded as something only obtainable through stocking up of large quantities of private property.

Certainly by comparison with even our grandparents lives, commercial advertising has saturated our environment: it is present on television and radio, cinema, computer, tablet and telephone. It surrounds us in the morning, on the billboards as we drive to work, on radio and television and tablet on the way home, in the evening watching TV or Youtube, and with phones by the side of the bed and with people on social media till the early hours, it is there in the night as well. We have got so used to it that we no longer wonder at what effect it might be having on us. The presentation of a myriad of images showing lives which are better than ours, causing us to – in the saying – ‘compare and despair’, continue to undermine our contentment with what we have and they ’write’ within us an apparent ‘need’ to have something else, something more, something newer and prettier.

Let’s be clear about this. Our world has come to depend on this sort of individualism. People are not wholly and solely selfish and self orientated, thanks be to a God given sense of humanity and moral sensitivity. And thankfully, the commercial messages are not the only ones in our society. There are still such things as churches, people are still taught good behaviour at home and school and there are enough people who are icons of upright, brave and honourable behaviour that we can follow. Nevertheless there are also, as is well known, plenty of celebrities who are not like that. And the propaganda of the sales executives are still some of the most dominant and ringing in our ears and hearts day and night. 

The reason for this is that our world has come to depend upon people being reduced to a common denominator of adolescent disinhibition so that they will shop compulsively, for needed goods certainly, but also for recreation, therapy: to relieve discontent, depressive feelings and in hope of happiness. With money burning a hole in the pocket we are to have little self control, or rather whilst our moral self realises that we must have self control for all manner of reasons, yet the skill of the commercial advertiser lies in breaking that down.

The western way of life depends upon the cultivation of an attitude of needing more and to accumulate as much as possible regardless of what other people have. And so there is a notion of heaven that is bred into our society and which lies in the capacity for enormous levels of property accumulation. It is the picture of the individual that becomes so rich they are liberated from all the things and relationships they have with other people that are wearisome, annoying, depressing and tiresome: in work particularly. They are, in this fantasy, no longer having to contend with such things as people who descend like locusts onto shop shelves at times of crisis. When one is rich one can make one’s own arrangements. 

This is a vision of being liberated from those neighbours from hell; bullying bosses; miserable, badly wallpapered and peeling walls, and the smell of factories; in fact all that seem thep most spiritually draining aspects of our life in the world of things and other human beings. It is realised from quite early on life that all this might be facilitated through the sudden accumulation of large amounts of money which give people the opportunity to buy a beautiful house in a beautiful place far away from everybody else. Once they’ve won the lottery, or whatever, their whole lifestyle can be dedicated to keeping the rest of the world out. All of this has to be an encouragement not to think too hard about the lot of your neighbour.

There is a type of person in our society that now makes up a huge, perhaps the majority of people. They are not bad or horrible people, they are the sort of people who ‘keep to themselves ‘. The sort of people who may be very sociable with regard to their own private circle of friends; they work hard, they keep the law and they bring up their children well. But they don’t have a great deal to do with the rest of the community in which they live, as though state of the community or the health of the way the community functions has nothing to do with them. Likewise the only time such people have had anything to do with the church and somebody like myself is when they have needed something and usually because there had been a funeral in the family. 

When I have met such people they have been, in the main, perfectly nice. But they have never been encouraged, or habituated by anybody or anything, toward a sense of obligation to the rest of the community or society. They have grown up in a general societal atmosphere in which your only obligation is to yourself and your own prosperity, and eventually that of your family. 

Where God once touched.

The loveliest dreamscapes woven by an infants fingers play worlds into being, somewhat true in place of voids, and makes happen hope’s horizon  giving strength to weak men  whilst thinkers grasping at the transcendent fail.

Little, silly infant: he frolics in the dear inestimable mystery and sees into objects of sense so ordinary and so lovely, making enigmatic pictures older than confessions, but which such nonsense must live to remind greater minds that notions like God and Spirit and soul, are making words to say the unstayable hands to touch, neigh grasp the untouchable, that all this happen to bring into now, to mundane, poor moment, all that was and is and is to come.

Not a deliberate idolatry, the Churchman’s pretensions,  to gainsay the child’s own hallowed sweet night  and draw its gardens and castles and stars  into its own stolid sense. Though it may still betray it if it knows not its own tendency to hubris. But what else is there? Religion is a poor and dogeared thing, a verbal self deception  speaking of God to sidestep God, and the theologian and the philosopher’s words, such a cornucopia of complexifying signs, are a great contribution. Language gloriously spinning out its self love, in enigmatic unintelligibility,   floating over the head of common faith  lighting him little and telling her less.

But still, but still. The night cometh quickly and it is most dark, I am fearful and wanting of comfort, and even if its ordered sterilisation of charisma,  metered music and ritualised neutering, be so wretched,  yet this bequeathment to our oh so dry, techno-dry, quotidian days, is a body made of God’s bleeding flesh,  and the incomprehensible confidence of many a martyrs’ sacrifice. So tis at least some poor, last refuge.

Yet sometimes still,  when the many words go quiet, as I hold my little hands out, I receive without even asking, an old sweet sense to transfigure the moment, so familiar and thanks be, it has not gone: the inspired infants foolishness so magnificent has again made beautiful life’s little day.

Mothering Sunday,Lent 4 Ephesians 5, 8- An address by Steve Harris.

  • 14;John 9 1-41 ‘For once you were in darkness but now in the Lord you are light.Live as children of light.’First;an apology of sorts,we have become used to our Mothering Sunday readings-Moses in the bullrushes,Samuel dedicated to the temple by his mother and the tragic love of Mary,Mother of God.Today though I have stuck to the readings for the 4th Sunday of Lent and we have a tale of a blind man being healed on the Sabbath,the reaction of the Pharisees,the almost comedy turn of the formerly blind man as he wrongfoots them and the compassion of Jesus.As always in John’s Gospel it is a sign but what is it a sign of on Mothering Sunday?
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  • First the joke:A missionary was walking through the savannah when he came to a clearing. In the clearing was a huge,and very hungry, lion. The missionary knew that he couldn’t run away so he did the only thing he could think of-he knelt to pray.’Dear Lord’ he said ‘this is all a bit difficult but I know you always answer prayer. Please could you make this lion a Christian and then he won’t eat me’.Instantly the lion’s expression changed;a gentle smile came onto his face and he too knelt in prayer. He began ‘For what we are about to receive……. which neatly brings me on to my theme,which isn’t prayer,or missionaries in difficulty but cats.
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  • Has anyone here had a cat who’s had kittens. If you have you will know that they are born blind and totally dependent on their mothers.In our Gospel a man is born blind. He too was totally dependent,first on his parents then as someone whose only hope of an income was from begging. And,perfectly reasonably,the disciples ask who sinned. Was it sin inherited from his Mum and Dad that caused this awful retribution or was he just born bad?Jesus tells them,as he tells us in similar circumstances,that such talk is nonsense-hidden in his disability is a revelation of divine love.Everyone here,everyone ever born,was born helpless. Not blind maybe but not far off. We all owe a debt to our mothers and it is that debt we have come to celebrate today. Our mothers cured us of our helplessness and every year on this Sunday we bring to mind the qualities that motherhood draws on. 
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  • Two minutes thought has brought to mind that mothers are mothers are  gentle, firm, forgiving, patient, protective, inspirational, determined, capable, supportive, tender – they worry for England. They endure pain and heartache on our behalf, and they never stop moving and doing. We could go on but this is a fair revelation of maternal love.Yet what about today’s revelation of divine love; first of all the poor man isn’t judged to be sinful. The disciples were prepared to judge him,the Pharisees judge him three times-once for being blind,once for being healed on the Sabbath and once again for poking fun at them. And if that makes us feel smug;a similar helplessness,that of the newborn has been judged throughout history as sin. Sorry St Augustine but the doctrine of original sin is a little harsh.Jesus will have none of this-he heals him.
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  • Our mothers don’t conquer our helplessness with complicated learning-as far as I know there is no PhD in motherhood,they do it through ordinary everyday stuff.And Jesus cured the blind man not after an eighteen month catechism,but with mud and spit.And he heals us too. We are born blind. Jesus says ‘If you were born blind you would not have sin’.Without help that spiritual blindness would afflict us for all our lives. Ofcourse our mothers and fathers should teach us right and wrong. But not all do and most leave gaps so that breaking the law is just a matter of weighing up risk against reward.So it was with the Pharisees’ suffocating list of do’s and don’ts. We have the law of love. We have the example of Jesus,we have the teaching of the Gospels and ,in our spiritual infancy,we have the mother Church to bring us up in the faith. Yet,and there’s a big yet,when our eyes are opened and our blindness gone we know sin for what it is. With sight comes vigilance.And,when the blind man could see for the first time what do we suppose struck him first-perhaps how very bright the world was?
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  • Do you recall your first memory,no doubt with mother standing by,can you feel the light still from those far off days.Paul talks to us this morning about light;the quote we started with ‘For once you weredarkness but now in the Lord you are light. Live as children of light-for the fruit of the light is all that is good and right and true’.
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  • On this day when we hold our children close we need to remember that in the eyes of God we are children,children of light.But what about those cats?After kittens are grown their mother doesn’t seem to want anything to do with them.Yet have you heard a cat’s pitiful cry?My mother would say that she was crying for her kittens.’As a cat cries for her kittens we cry for what we’ve lost,For the pain that still remains,for the unseasonal frost’.
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  • We do go now to the Mothering Sunday Gospel from Luke ‘Simon blessed them and said to his mother Mary”This child is destined for the falling and rising of many in Israel and to be a sign that will be opposed-and a sword will pierce your own soul too”.
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  • Many a mother has cried.And those children walking home through the lanes all those years ago,in that light ofour imagining,would not have been all unscarred. They will have lost parents,friends,happy times. They talk to us from the past and remind us that Mothering Sunday is a day to bring all things to mind.
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  • So;if today you can see your mother give her flowers-tell her you love her.If not face to face then ring her,skype,facetime,whatever and tell her you love her. If you are estranged can you be reconciled while there is time. And if only the Good Lord sees her now talk to her on your knees-and tell her you love her.And as the springtime light increases give thanks that,by the love of Jesus and our mother the Church,we are no longer blind but can,with joy,walk in the light of the world.
  • Amen.