Sunday 25 September 2011

Autumn light

This is my favourite time of day at my favourite of year.

Autumn light in the late afternon/early evening makes everything seem so sharp, clear and bright. Making its way through the crimson and gold leaves on the trees, there is a shimmerring quality to it all that makes me smile, makes me nostalgic, and makes me consider that forty four Autumns are not all that many to have lived through.

It makes me wonder if I have seen and relished and understood them all.

This morning was the first Sunday I have woken up to pre-sunrise gloom, and it made me groan inwardly for the dark mornings that are to come. I don't like them. The only highlights will be on crisp mornings when I walk to Church and the light of the street lamps will make the frost on the pavements glisten like diamonds - I like that a lot!

Sometime I shall go out with my camera, and just take a slow walk, and hope that the light will show me a new way of seeing all that is around. The camera lens won't replace my eyes though - it will simply be a tool to try to capture what I see - but even then it is so much about capturing a memory of a time and a place and a smell in the air... like the smell of Autumn dampness, or wintry crispness... all stunning and all inspiring.

Saturday 24 September 2011

Hope...

Have just had our Church Theology Group, today discussing Kenneth Wilson's book: Learning to hope: the Church and the desire for Wisdom. It led to a wide ranging discussion: what is hope, what do we mean by the word, what do we hope for?

As ever, the whole is greater than the sum of its parts, and I have been left with the familiar sense of wishing there was time to read more and think more. I think a lot already, but having something concrete to grapple with, even if it does send my head spinning around various theological and life themes, is always a good thing... a very good thing!

So what is hope? Hebrew 11: 1 (in various renditions here: Hebrews 11: 1) talks about faith being hope in what we cannot see, but not of hope itself. Here, as we see, to what we might hope in.

Can hope stand alone? Can hope only be in or for something else? And what if we have no hope, does this mean that there is nothing we hope for or in?

And to live without hope - some do, I am sure. And this must be so desperately hard.

If you are living without hope, then I hope (and pray) that there will be some small thing that lights your life today and gives a glimmer of light in the darkness.

Thursday 22 September 2011

The road to hell...

... is paved with good intentions, or so they say.

It is amazing how, in trying to do the 'right thing' and make everyone happy, it is so easy to offend and upset the people who  you would least like so to do.

I have just about managed to avoid offending someone terribly today, whilst seeking to pacify someone else, and it has pained me terribly that I casue offence. I should go with my gut reaction I guess, but on this occasion I let the demands of other people get in the way.


I heard someone say once, 'if you see conflict, walk towards it'. Here I didn't see the conflict coming, but I have walked towards an apology, with alacrity. In doing so, I am hopeful that a right and peaceful relationship will be restored.

Tuesday 20 September 2011

The Sunday next before Lent: 2011 - posted in September!

There are times in life when one knows one has become so deeply immersed in the place and path one is walking along that it is ‘taking over’ one’s life – and this week, I knew it.

Speaking with a colleague in the Deanery this week, who is also preaching today, we were looking up the Greek for the account we have come know as the Transfiguration. We were looking particularly the word translated in most Bibles as transfigured – hence the name of the Feast of The Transfiguration we celebrate on 6th August each year, when we hear this account again.

In my trusty Bibleworks computer program, I zipped through the various places where the word transfigured is used, and each time, the result was the same – it could be translated as either to transform or transfigured. Interestingly though, for us anyway, was the fact that the word transfigured is used in both Matthew and Mark for the account of this event, in the Authorised Version, the New Revised Standard Version, and also the New International Version – but not the word transform.

It’s just the kind of conversation clergy have on a Thursday afternoon... and I don’t believe it was even wet!

So why one word and not the other?

Perhaps it is to do with transform being to do with change, although you could say this about transfigure too. However, transform seems to imply a change that is brought about at the very centre, the inside and the whole of a thing, or a person. All is changed. In the account we have before us, the appearance of Jesus is changed. We don’t know what is going on inside, it is true, but we read, just as we do with the account of all that happened to Moses later in the Book of Exodus, the appearance of Jesus changed. Moses’ face was radiant, such that the people were afraid to come near him... here the disciples too are afraid, so much so that they fall to the ground.

There is an external change that can be seen and witnessed, and this external change reveals something of what God is doing, where God is, what God wants to show us.

With Moses, his face was radiant, and the people knew that he been in the presence of God: the Hebrew uses a phrase that I love: The Lord spoke to Moses, face to face, and Moses’ face shone with the glory of God.

Jesus’ appearance is transfigured, his clothing too, and the disciples have the privilege of seeing the glory and splendour revealed in the face, the clothing – the whole appearance of Jesus Christ. As we read in 2 Corinthians 4:6 For it is the God who said, "Let light shine out of darkness," who has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.

Jesus is indeed shining out of darkness, the darkness of the mis-comprehension of the disciples, the darkness of the rebuke against Peter – get behind me Satan. These are dark and confusing times, just as they would be for Christians in years to come, and it is the account of the Transfiguration that we have heard today that will offer hope and solace to them all.

The disciples witnessed the shining forth of God’s glory in this transfiguring. God’s glory was revealed, Jesus’ glory was revealed. Jesus wasn’t changed – as use of the word transform might suggest if it had been used in the translations handed down to us – Jesus was transfigured so he could be seen as who he truly is. His bodily frame remains intact, his clothing too, but there is light, there is glory and there a new understanding for the disciples, even though they are at first too terrified to look.

I wonder how confident we are to look at Jesus: are we confident, or are we also terrified? I wonder how confident we are to come into the presence of the glory of God as Moses did: are confident or are we terrified? I wonder how confident we are to tell others of what we might have seen or experienced if we have sat in the presence of Christ and experienced something of his power, his light and his glory: are we confident or are we terrified?

A few verses before those we heard read today from the Letter of Peter, he writes, 12 Therefore I intend to keep on reminding you of these things, though you know them already and are established in the truth that has come to you.

Peter reminds the people because he is aware that their practising of their faith is lukewarm and lack lustre. They live as though the Kingdom was an untruth. Peter makes it plain that all that they have heard of Jesus Christ is not mere stories or make believe: 16For we did not follow cleverly devised myths when we made known to you the power and coming of our Lord Jesus Christ, but we had been eyewitnesses of his majesty. All that readers of Peter’s Letters have heard of is true, and because Peter affirms he has seen it, he wants these people to be strong and secure in their faith. He does not want them to live out of peace with one another, or with God. Peter wants them to be strong and confident. Peter wants them to be bold. As the writer of the Letter to the Hebrews says, Hebrews 4:16 Let us therefore approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.

And this is what God wants for each of us. The transfiguring of Christ was in the presence of the disciples so that they could tell others of what they had seen. This truth is for us as well... so that we can be confident, so that we can be bold, so that we can tell others of this truth.

I began by remarking that there are times in life when one knows one has become so deeply immersed in the place and path one is walking along that it is ‘taking over’ one’s life – and this week, I knew it. I knew it wholeheartedly, and was glad. I was glad, not because it made me feel smart or clever, but rather because I was seeking to gain a deeper understanding of what it is exactly that the Word of God in the Bible we read day in, day out – or maybe not quite so often for some... what it is exactly that the Word of God in the Bible can reveal to us, reveal to us of God.

This is the journey each of us is invited to make. To wrestle with the texts, to overcome any fears we may have, to gain confidence so that we can see Christ in his glory, so that can come face to face with God, so that we can reveal the truth through our transfigured faces and beings.

In encourage each of you, just as Peter encouraged the people to whom he wrote, to be confident, not to turn away. I encourage each of you to come and see Christ anew, to come and know God anew, to come and receive all that God offers anew – this day and always. Amen.

Remembering, and still praying

I've just seen this on a friend's page - an Interiew with Rowan Williams.

There are, so often, no words to say when we pray, and how freeing it is to hear him say so - allowing people space to share the reality of how they were feeling at such a terrifying time.

Sometimes we feel prayer has to be erudite and worthy - but prayer is about who and how we are.

Thank you Rowan for reminding us of this truth.

With continuing prayers for the people of America and beyond who were affected by this tragedy.

Wednesday 7 September 2011

Just another manic Wednesday...

I love my role in life.

I love the fact that God has called me to be alongside, and minister to, those who are in times of need and crisis. I love the fact that God has called me to be alongside and minister to those who are in times of celebration and joy.

Our world is an amazing place and our lives are amazing too.

There is a sadness though that so many people live their life not knowing that they are loved, not believing that they are loved, and not believing that they could be loved.

Where does this lack of a sense of being loveable - and being beloved - come from?

Yes - from childhood. Yes - from our parents, our upbringing, the way in which we were nurtured too... all of that, yes. But why is that, as we grow up and mature into adults, we question so many other things but not this un-truth of our lack of any sense of being loved - right in the core of our being and the truth of who we are.

What makes us feel so guilty, or dark and so dirty, that we are so far 'beyond redemption' and so far beyond love.

If there was one thing I could change in the world it would be this: somehow I would change people's self-perception so that they had a true sense of their 'self', and so that they knew that this self was loved and in knowing this would be freed them from an anxiety and ennui that forces them to grapple and fight with others, dragging them down into a mire that conspires with their sense of guilt and darkness and dirtiness.

There has to be a place to start.

Maybe the ministry and the role in which I serve are one place that makes it possible to begin to live and share this truth. I do try... but wish I could do it better.

I pray I can do it better.