Monday, July 22, 2024

Sermon for Southwark Cathedral, Crossbones Sunday 2024. Ephesians 2:11-22

 Last week Mark called us to courageous love via the story of Rose,an enslaved African American woman, and of her descendants. Today I want to start by inviting you to reflect on a multitude of nameless women, whose descendants, for the most part, probably died with their mothers. The Winchester Geese were very definitely not members of the flock here at the parish church...Abused, scorned, excluded by those who claimed the name Christian, these women’s bodies were made use of for the pleasure of others while they lived, and consigned to unconsecrated ground when they died .

They didn’t belong among the respectable dead whose monuments we see around us. Outsiders in life, they remained outsiders to the end….Their story is  of pain and shame for them at the time, and also for us in the present, as we will recognize with lament at rhe Crossbones aervice later.

The urge of humanity to create dividing walls seems as embedded in history as it is depressing today. How often we choose to be anxiously small minded, small hearted. That, surely, is what is driving the rise of the far right in politics...fuelled by the urge to organise the world along the lines of “them” and “us”…

It was an issue for Paul too, picked up in his letter to the Galatians, Gentile Christians who were very much outsiders from a Jewish perspective. There was absolute clarity about belonged and who did not.

Even the very fabric of the Temple was designed to keep Gentiles at a distance via

a  series of physical l barriers. Outside the Temple there was a yard, called the court of the Gentiles, and a wall bearing frequent warnings to Gentiles that to progress further would lead to death 

(Suddenly I feel slightly less anxious about our somewhat bewildering signage!)

 On the other side of that wall, the next court was reserved for Jewish women. Another barrier kept them from going any further in. Inside that barrier only Jewish men were permitted, and beyond was the area where  priests alone could go

 But even then, a final barrier existed.here only the high priest could enter the sanctuary of the holy of holies, and that only once a year! 

Exclusion in every stone.


A clear statement of the identity of the Jews as God’s chosen, with a monopoly on God's presence safe and sound in the sanctuary.


It's uncomfortably redolent of how the Church has behaved at various points, but without much chance of any change for Gentile outsiders.

These, says Paul,  were a sorry lot, with nothing to look forward to at all.


“having no hope, and without God in the world” - 


No God. No hope. 

The situation for centuries. A world in waiting. 

But – something incredible happened

Something that tore the temple curtain apart and changed everything for always.

The crux of this passage – and the crux of our faith…The cross – the ultimate expression of God's solidarity with God's creation, of his all inclusive love for the world.


He has abolished the law with its commandments and ordinances, that he might create in himself one new humanity in place of the two, thus making peace, 16and might reconcile both groups to God in one body through the cross, thus putting to death that hostility through it. 17So he came and proclaimed peace to you who were far off and peace to those who were near; 18for through him both of us have access in one Spirit to the Father


Where there had been divisions, there is now a new community of faith and worship...founded on that utterly compelling love which the world saw – and sees – in the person of Christ.


If that sounds exciting – it should do – though it's easy to lose sight of the excitement amid the familiar ways of life and of worship.


But, you know, it is what brings us here…


WE are not simply the constant beneficiaries of God's love at work in the world, but we are also inheriters of that new way of being, that new humanity reconciled to God and to one another – (_ it's that new community of love and hope into which Reiss, Ava, Archer and Sophia are being baptised today…Each of them Welcomed and beloved exactly as they are…just as you are welcome ..and you ..

And me


This new community of love founded at the cross is now the place where God dwells on earth...not in a building but in a people.

Us

The Church.

The household of faith -where those who were once excluded are now part of the family, 


The Church to whom Paul wrote stood for the overcoming of those deep seated divisions that had split his first century world into Jews and Gentiles...Today God's Church MUST stand still for the overcoming of divisions, for Christ's way of love, for  justice and joy for all God's children

The cross of Christ, lifted up and proclaimed, has the power to draw all people to our loving God, in whom things come together, and it is this that we must show to the world, where the pain of division continues to hurt and destroy.


Making space for love means radical hospitality…rejoicing in diversity, celebrating difference. We rejoice when others come to stand with us, but

When we speak of those who have joined the church as having experienced “conversion” -thats not assimilation this won't automatically turn all who enter our doors for worship into people Just Like Us.

We can expect to be enriched, challenged and changed  – for as nobody can be excluded there may be surprises along the way,

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We are asked to be reconciled with all people...not just those who fit in with our notions of what a church (small c) should be like....because actually, the point of Church (capital C) is that it is a community for all.


We will all struggle with different kinds of people.... It may be people of other faiths, or alternative lifestyles. It may be those of a particular political hue...For me, I'm conscious of the very real danger of being illiberal in my liberalism...of wanting to exclude those who see the world in terms of black and white, “in” and “out”.

But...I'm not called to exclude them. I'm called to love them…and to make space for them to flourish, heart, mind and soul…for this is God's will for each and every precious child forever beloved and known by name. 







Monday, July 15, 2024

Thought for the day. Southwark 13th July 2024

 I wonder where you are in the story.

Yes, I know I ask that question quite often.

That's because I think it's one of the very best ways to engage with Scripture, rather than sim0ly find yourself lulled into unthinking by a familiar scenario, a sense that you already know what is going to happen.

So...I wonder where you are in the story.

Likes account of the Last Supper.

A scene we know so well ThatThat we literally have a liturgy that brings us into the story week after week after week. We know the script 

We really do know what happens.

But I don't think it was ,ike that for the disciples.

Come on. REALLY think about.

Set aside any sense of wondering devotion inspired by a long Eucharistic obedience 

It won't have felt like THAT at all

Rather I imagine it was one of those situations in which while we understand each individual word, the overall message of the conversation makes no sense at all.

"What, oh what, is Jesus talking about?

Why is this the last Passover he will eat?

Are those ugly rumours about forthcoming violence true? And if they are, why are we here in thecfebrile atmosphere of Jerusalem at festival time..?

How can he know he won't drink wine again until the kingdom comes?

And then he blesses and breaks the bread but instead of taking us into our past, into our familiar defining story of Passover, he says, quite calmly, that the bread is his body.

The wine his blood

Even Jesus surely can't rewrite a story, change its meaning, just like that.

And if he has...what are we supposed to do?

EAT and DRINK.? While the man we love is still sitting among us, full of life and love? Really?!?

How can we?

Surely that would be an unforgivable betrayal, not an act of faith?

It seems that Jesus is expecting betrayal from one of us....but that hasn't stopped him sharing this strangest of meals with all of us. Each and every one of us as welcome, as beloved as ever, no matter what.

I wish I understood what he was talking about, what it all means...."

I wonder whether it began to make some kind of sense for them in the coming days or whether they clung on in blind obedience to the mandate Do this in Remembrance of me gaining confidence little by little every time...

I wonder too, whether the visitors who enter our churches and hear those same words, so familiar the insider, are every bit as confused and disturbed,

What a way to celebrate love....

And yet...and yet...the experience of eating and drinking in humble obedience brings the deep certainty that Christ is with us, that we can, and do, meet him in the breaking of bread.

May we find ourselves in the story, welcomed, fed, transformed...


Sunday, July 07, 2024

Trinity 6 Evensong, for the end of Choir Year

:‘As I live, says the Lord, every knee shall bow to me,

   and every tongue shall give praise to God.’

So then, each of us will be accountable to God 


I hope, on this last Sunday of the cathedral choir’s year, that the rest of the congregation will forgive me if I literally Preach to the Choir.

You see, week by week, service by service – they preach to us.

Their tongues, their voices give praise to God and encourage the rest of us to do the same, whether we arrive as fervent believers or curious spectators. That’s the power of music in worship. It takes us up, even despite ourselves ,and transports us to places we cannot reach in other ways. 

Sometimes it catches us unawares and while it may be the tune that we take away in our conscious thoughts, often that tune carries with it words that lodge in our hearts, shaping us against our expectations.

You see, I’m pretty confident that, regardless of your feel8mgs about God, you cannot sing as you without having a keen sense of beauty...and beauty rests in something that is beyond the strictly rational. I know that those in the choir will be all too familiar with my describing music as something that can open windows on to heaven. I really do believe it. It is, I guess, pretty much why I am a Precentor...because I believe in the power of words and music together to effect what they describe.

But I wonder, oh my loved and lovely choristers, if you had ever noticed that you are potentially enticing a riot whenever you sing the Magnificat. 

Listen to yourselves

He has put down the mighty from their seat and hath exalted the humble and meek

He has filled the hungry with good things, and the rich he hath sent empty away

If that’s not revolution I’m not sure what is. 

That’s the world turned upside down even more assuredly than our own UK political landscape in the small hours of Friday morning.

And you, as you sing the Song of Mary with so much beauty and skill, are reminding us that this – THIS – is what God has done, and what God will always do...Challenging injustice, unseating oppressive power, lifting up the lowly.

And God invites us into living in that world of Magnificat right here and now...We are to be part of building it.

 It is here that our accountability lies.

What does that mean for us?

Sometimes we seem to put our own gloss on it. We choose to assert that, as God's kingdom is not of this world, so we can live our daily lives according to the rule of our own wills. We leave God to one side in some kind of remote insubstantial spiritual realm which doesn't impact on our actual behaviour at all, and seek to build a kingdom based on our own desires.

That’s NOT being accountable to God by any stretch of the imagination. Remember, this is the God who is SO involved in human kind that He opts to join in with our life in all its mess and muddle, frustration and disappointment.

He's invested in us, all right.

Interested whenever his children cry out for justice...whenever they long for bread but are given stones....whenever we exclude or deny or try to limit His life-giving, transforming Grace.

Christ's Kingdom may not be FROM this world but it is most emphatically FOR this world...For those taking up new roles in government, assuming weighty responsibilities that might just reshape our national life for the better...and for those who are having to rethink their lives in the light of electoral defeat….

For those who now dare to believe that they may have a voice in the conversation and a place at the table, and those who are anxious that at a time of new beginnings they might be discarded, excluded while the world oves on.

For the General Synod of the Church of England in all its current pain and division and, for the people of this city, - baffled, apathetic, distressed...f

In all these structures, and in every aspect of our lives, we are to be accountable to God as together we look for the signs of God’s Kingdom,  founded on love that gives without reserve, that befriends with ceaseless generosity, that values everyone, regardless of gender or opinion, as someone made in God's image, someone for whom Christ was pleased to die…

So as we sing of a world transformed and renewed, we can begin to LIVE the Magnificat. Let the music effect what it describes in your hearts and in your lives...and let is song continue in your soul through these holiday weeks when we may not worship together...because the Magnificat is for life and not just for Choral Evensong...it is a rallying cry which calls the world together to magnify the Lord, to sing God’s praise and with our lives as with our voices.