Enemy of Apathy?
Over the last couple of years, this benefice has, no doubt, been pondering what kind of a benefice we are and what kind of clergy might best work with us. And at the heart of those questions we ask ourselves, what are the core values that are more important to us than all the others.
Similarly, I found myself in a “Rule of Life” workshop, where we were encouraged to consider our core and unchanging values, and then try to marry that up with how much of our time and energy we give to those values.
As I spent time contemplating, what was essentially my personal mission statement, I came up with five core values, one of which was John 10:10: I believe that our faith should be life-giving, that our time together in church, and our time spent taking Jesus out into the world, should be about joy, and re-creation.
In all of the above, I believe that the better we understand ourselves, and the better we understand what God made us for, the more we play our part in God’s breath-taking coming Kingdom; and I believe that the better we understand our parish, and God’s plan for us, the more joyful we will be in our mission and ministry. In other words, the truth shall set us free, free to enjoy eternal life – the abundant gift of life in all of its fulness that begins now. I have no doubt the future for us will be challenging but, if God is involved, it will also be Joyful!
If, on the other hand, we buy into the, oh so fashionable, cynicism of our generation, if we fail to be passionate about the core values that God places in our hearts, and if we fail to strive together for the coming Kingdom of God, then in our apathy, we can look forward to a bleak, monotone future…
When Jesus came to Golgotha, they hanged Him on a tree,
They drove great nails through hands and feet, and made a Calvary;
They crowned Him with a crown of thorns, red were His wounds and deep,
For those were crude and cruel days, and human flesh was cheap.
When Jesus came to Birmingham, they simply passed Him by.
They would not hurt a hair of Him, they only let Him die;
For men had grown more tender, and they would not give Him pain,
They only just passed down the street, and left Him in the rain.
Still Jesus cried, ‘Forgive them, for they know not what they do, ‘
And still it rained the winter rain that drenched Him through and through;
The crowds went home and left the streets without a soul to see,
And Jesus crouched against a wall, and cried for Calvary.
G A Studdert-Kennedy
Children and the Body of Christ
As communion was distributed, an 8-year-old boy paid close attention. He was very interested in what was going on and started to take a wafer. His mother leaned over and told him that he was not old enough to be a part of Communion. Later, when the collection plate came by he ignored it. His mother again leaned over and this time tried to coax a coin out of him. He steadfastly refused, stating, “If I’m not old enough to eat, I’m not old enough to pay!”
Whilst this is amusing, it also carries a very serious message about attitudes that make children feel a part of the church, and attitudes that make them feel like unwanted guests at an adult activity.
Over my 9 years in Cirencester one of the things I am proudest of is how we brought the Good News of Jesus to young people. The church tends to look like those who run it, and so often that means it looks like a club where young people (and their children) don’t belong.
As a part of actively trying to make our church more welcoming to young people, each year I would prepare children to take First Holy Communion. Surprisingly for me, preparing children to become a full member of their church family, proved to be one of the most significant experiences of my ministry.
Many have questioned the wisdom of admitting children under the age of 12 to communion. I must confess that I had my doubts too, but each year, as these children first received the body of Christ, something special happened. The Holy Spirit blew through the whole church, and some of God’s precious children drew closer to Him, and became more intricately entwined in His body, the church.
When one is ordained, there is a tradition that people line up before the new priest to receive a first blessing from them. Each year, as we admitted children into receiving the body of Christ, I felt like asking for their blessing in the same way. They were especially blessed by God, and it was a special day for all of us who shared in God’s blessings through them.
One of the things I think we may learn from children and the Eucharist, is that being a Christian isn’t about logical comprehension or knowing things. It is actually about the simple desire to draw closer to God. Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.” I am greatly enriched by God’s little ones, who often receive the spirit in such a pure and simple way compared with us complicated grownups!
Fr. Howard Gilbert
January is the time of year for new beginnings and as tradition has it many of you will have made New Year’s resolutions all too soon to be broken. Now I am older and hopefully wiser I never make these resolutions, especially to start something rash such as a diet, because I know my will power is weak when it concerns what I eat. However, I do instead of giving up something try to make promises to do something extra in my life. This just seems like a more positive way forward to me.
I think we all enjoy receiving a gift to unwrap at Christmas. I include myself in this respect. The greatest gift I am given each Christmas is that, at least once at one of the Christmas services, I have the amazing experience of listening to, or even reading, the first few verses of John’s Gospel.
They are as follows:
‘In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God....What has come into being in him was life, and the life was the light of all people. The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not overcome it.’
‘And the Word became flesh and lived among us, and we have seen his glory, the glory as of a father’s only son, full of grace and truth.’
How did the average citizen of Great Britain, France, Germany and Russia view the looming clouds of war in 1938. Twenty years earlier the war to end all wars had been fought and won by the combined efforts of Britain, France, Russia and America. There were over twenty million military and civilian casualties.
At events in our churches this year some of us will commemorate the end of the carnage that was the war to end all wars. On Sunday 11th November some of us will gather around war memorials and remember the dead of the two major conflicts of the last century as well as those killed in Korea, The Falkland’s, Iraq and Afghanistan and elsewhere.
Autumn is one of my most favourite seasons with all the richness of colour around us. Pic- tures never seem to do it justice and artists try to get the autumnal colours right but there’s nothing better than viewing all them yourself. It can be an awesome experience what God has given us in creation.
Then suddenly the weather changed. The country had baked in hot sunshine for weeks. With only a few days warning, on the last weekend in July, thunder rumbled, lightning flashed and the heavens opened. Little is constant in this world. We establish our patterns of living only to find them disturbed by events outside our control. The Sunday afternoon barbeque planned on the assumption of yet another sun-ny day was eaten under cover as water dripped from the gazebo.
As the countryside flourishes I look around me in the profound silence and I give thanks to the Creator. How could I not? When after all we live in an area of outstanding natural beauty. How do we describe it? I have heard some say it is like heaven on earth. Others use the word ‘awesome’ which is a distressingly overused word nowadays, but it was for this that the word was intended. I think that for many people today an approach to the divine is made most easily through the natural world. I might like to think that being introduced to the person of Jesus would bring people to their knees, but experience suggests that, in our highly secularised culture, a walk on the hills or digging in a garden is, for many people, a surer guide to the geography of God. This is where Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s words ring true for many people:
At the time I am writing this letter Holy Trinity Minchinhampton have just had a service of rededication. Then two days later there was a meeting at Holy Trinity Amberley to give the congregation the opportunity to review the pro-posed plans for a shop at the rear of the church.
When you read this article the congregation of Holy Trinity Minchinhampton will be exploring how to use what is now a beautiful warm flexible space for more than regular worship. I am unsure where the conversation concerning the shop at Holy Trinity Amberley will have got to but I hope and pray that it will have been conducted with respect for differing views.
By the time you read this letter I do hope that we will be having sunny days to enable us to enjoy our gardens and walking on the common. We have had a long cold snowy winter so it is wonderful to have better weather to look forward to so we can enjoy the surrounding countryside we are fortunate to have.
When May arrives, I think of Minchinhamp-ton getting back to normal with the cows on the Common holding up the traffic as usual and amusing us as the Highlanders wander through the High Street displaying their fine horns!