Epiphany
Evensong at Coventry
Arise,
shine -for your light is come!
Welcome
words as the darkest days of winter retreat...joyful words as we find
ourselves kneeling at the manger once again...
The
light is come
The
light that shines in the darkness – while the darkness cannot even
comprehend it...
And
– the dawning of that light means that we too are called to shine.
Not
simply to bask in its transforming glow but to SHINE...and to
recognise that
“The
glory of the Lord is risen upon you...” and in that light, the
whole world is transformed
That's
what an Epiphany does. It helps you see things differently.
Simply
put, it's the moment when God is revealed.
It’s
that instant of “Aha!” when you can say with confidence that this
experience is nothing less than a real live encounter with God –
and after that nothing will ever look the same again.
“Lift
up your eyes and look around”...
This
is not the same place that it was before...
These
people are more beautiful...
They
reflect that light which has dawned...and so do you...
“You
shall see and be radiant. Your heart shall rejoice!”
Epiphanies
change everything.
So-
for the wise men, perhaps their epiphany came with the rising of the
star…their very own sky-writing, telling them where to go, what to
seek. Certainly, they seem to start out on their journey confident
that they know where they are heading…all they have to do is to
follow their star.
Though
I'd guess that the Christmas card scenes that present it as obviously
the one and only REAL star in the sky may be distorting the truth
slightly...Step outside on a clear night and the sky tells a
different story...countless stars...but our
hese
travellers looked at the night sky and saw something that others
didn’t. What's more, they chose to focus on one light,
rather than the surrounding darkness and so set the tone for their
journey.
To
focus on light rather than darkness is always, in every circumstance,
an act of faith – and this season is itself a triumph of faith, a
succession of wonders beyond all expectation.
We
are invited to marvel at them in the liturgy for the feast itself,
and then in the weeks that follow they are unfolded to us, one by
one.
The
star over the stable – proclaiming Christ's presence to the Magi
Later,
the voice at his baptism that proclaimed him God's beloved Son...and
this afternoon the demonstration of his ability to transform the
ordinary, the workaday, into something amazing, full of joyous
celebration.
Wonders
that show us, and all humanity, something of the truth of God with
us...
A
birth story, a baptism and a wedding
I
have to say that, as one who has spent a fair bit of time involved in
the fine details of wedding arrangements, I find them very
nerve-wracking affairs. So much seems to ride on the success of the
day, there is such a longing for “perfection”, that honestly it
seems impossible that any mortal couple could ever live up to their
own hopes and dreams – let alone those of the bride's mother. (Feel
free to remind me of this in the summer if I show signs of getting
carried away by excitement at my older son's wedding, if you would)
It's
bad enough if the clouds gather, or the florist fails – but I would
really really hate to be too close if the wine ran out.
But,
of course, this is exactly what happens at Cana of Galilee.
A
wonderful day of celebration is transformed, not by the radiant light
of an epiphany but by the looming clouds of family shame and
disappointment.
What
a disaster.
Despite
the best planning, the many attempts to ensure perfection, a roomfull
of guests is faced with the exciting choice of water or water.
Human
resources have failed.
But
luckily that bride and groom whose names we'll never know had the
good sense to invite Jesus to be part of their celebration – and in
doing so, had, against all their expectations, brought God directly
to their marriage feast.
Lift
up your eyes and look around you!
So, at
that moment when all they could offer was water, tasting of shame
– Jesus
intervened and turned it into wine – and not just supermarket plonk
but the finest vintage ever tasted.
How
did it happen? I can't help with the mechanics of the miracle, and
sadly I don't know how to replicate it, but at the most basic level
it happened because someone had the sense to ask for help....a useful
reminder for all of us. God is waiting, longing to bless us – but
too often we try to struggle on, claiming our independence even as we
fall flat on our faces again and again.
The
God who in Jesus took the ordinary things of life and made them
extraordinary is the same God who takes ordinary people – you, me
and the lady down the road – and blesses us to be signs of God's
kingdom.
We are
utterly ordinary, each one of us....nothing to recommend us, nothing
to make anyone take a second glance
and
yet.........and yet, we can and will be transformed by God, if we can
only find the courage to ask God to work with us.
The
water that we bring is blessed and transformed into wine..so that we
too can be a sacramental sign of God's presence – for that is what
the church is called to be.
But
the thing is – those servants who poured out the contents of the
water jars as directed had NO idea that a wonder was occurring. They
had to act first – and one can well imagine how it felt to approach
the MC with a cup of – well, they knew that the jar had held
water...they'd filled it themselves...
There's
something for us to learn here, isn't there.
If we
don't actually RISK trusting that God can do amazing things....if we
don't attempt the extraordinary for his sake ….then we will never
discover what His grace can accomplish.
Yes –
even in me. Even in you.
Truly,
this is the season of wonders,
“Lift
up your eyes and look around you” as we continue to celebrate
God with us, - in the simple things of everyday, - in men and women,
water, bread and wine – not just at Epiphany but every day of every
year.
Thanks for posting this. I've linked to it in my Epiphany round up on my blog today http://nancysblog-seeker.blogspot.co.uk/2015/01/the-epiphany.html
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