Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Advent, advent antiphons, Advent journey, Kingdom of God, oriens, pilgrimage, poetry, ua fanthorpe
My friend Carrie has reminded me that I asked her to write a reflection on the Antiphon O Oriens which is recited at Evening Prayer today. It’s been weighing on her for ten or fifteen years, but today she has written and I think it is worth sharing. I’m also really glad to have found the excuse for a good conversation about poetry with my friend Sammy this afternoon – a real antidote to nearly-Christmas tiredness.
I should be doing useful things,
Like putting up the tree.
Or ironing linens, polishing pews,
Braving the bloody battle lines
So we can actually eat on the 25th.
Instead, I am reading old Christmas card greetings
From someone I’ve never met;
Wandering, haphazard, tear-stained,
Into starlight and sheepdogs and poetry.
This is no time for verse –
At least not for prevenient Parsons like me,
Who have Strepsils to suck,
And no schedule for sentimentality
(or the Gospel).
And yet, just occasionally, the morning star rises,
Unexpectantly, improbably, through everyday things,
To make us stop and feel.
It happened today, that brightness dawning
Through the pages of a little book
By a middle-aged dropout called U.
And the Kingdom was born anew.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Christ the King, estate ministry, Kingdom of God, refugees, sermons, St Bede's, st bede's brandwood, urban ministry
Yesterday at St Bede’s, we spent the sermon reflecting together on how we respond to horrors like the terrorist attacks in Paris.
It has been quite a week – as well as the attacks in Nigeria and Mali and Cameroon (and I am sure others which go unreported in western media) we have had significant anniversaries here: The Coventry Blitz, a big air raid on Birmingham the same week that killed more people, the Birmingham Pub Bombings 40 years ago.
People brought bits of reflection with them. Margaret brought a wooden fruit bowl that her cousin had made. It was the only thing to survive when her mother’s house in the Jewellery Quarter was bombed (fortunately, the family were in a shelter).
I brought a postcard of the Ravenna Mosaics which a Jewish family had bought on holiday from Vienna in 1924. They were refugees here in 1937, are connected with St Bede’s, and gave me the card.
We reflect on how things change or don’t change, how we can welcome those in great need, what we can do. We remembered that St Bede’s was seen as a safe place for Irish people after the IRA bombings.
We reflected on a question Barbara asked a while ago – Why did God harden Pharoah’s heart in the Book of Exodus before the people of Israel were allowed to flee Egypt? We couldn’t come up with a good answer to this, but it made us think about out own hearts, about trying, with God’s grace, to ensure that they do not become hardened.
We remembered Jesus’ teaching to love our enemies. This is all tough stuff; easier to say than to do.
Ann told about eating her lunch next to an old dry stone wall while she waited for her friend’s funeral to start. It spoke to her of permanence, of each of the stones being different, of the short beauty if human life.
As we thought about our city not being torn apart, about not seeking revenge, we reflected on God’s Kingdom, it being the Festival of Christ the King. That this points to a new reality, a place where things are turned upside down, where love is in charge.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: birmingham, cistercians, dom christian de cherge, Kingdom of God, love, martyrs, paris, spirituality, struggle, the trappist martyrs of atlas, urban ministry
Our hearts are broken this week by the massacres in Paris over the weekend – and of course those in other parts of the world we hear less about in the western media.
I am thinking and praying hard about this at the moment as I will have to preach about it on Sunday.
I know I will want to be saying things about the need to carry on living; to overcome fear; to live together with our neighbours in this city and world; for solidarity; and something about the very hard things Jesus says about the need to forgive and the duty to pray for and love our enemies.
As I pause and pray and light candles and wrestle with darkness, I go back to this remarkable document written nearly twenty years by Dom Christian de Cherge, Abbot of the Cistercian Monastery in Tibhirine in Algeria, as he lived in the face of martyrdom there.
My brothers and sisters, let’s pray for this world and let’s work to make it a place worth living for everyone.
Facing a GOODBYE….
If it should happen one day – and it could be today –
that I become a victim of the terrorism which now seems ready to engulf
all the foreigners living in Algeria,
I would like my community, my Church and my family
to remember that my life was GIVEN to God and to this country.
I ask them to accept the fact that the One Master of all life
was not a stranger to this brutal departure.
I would ask them to pray for me:
for how could I be found worthy of such an offering?
I ask them to associate this death with so many other equally violent ones
which are forgotten through indifference or anonymity.
My life has no more value than any other.
Nor any less value.
In any case, it has not the innocence of childhood.
I have lived long enough to know that I am an accomplice in the evil
which seems to prevail so terribly in the world,
even in the evil which might blindly strike me down.
I should like, when the time comes, to have a moment of spiritual clarity
which would allow me to beg forgiveness of God
and of my fellow human beings,
and at the same time forgive with all my heart the one who would strike me down.
I could not desire such a death.
It seems to me important to state this.
I do not see, in fact, how I could rejoice
if the people I love were indiscriminately accused of my murder.
It would be too high a price to pay
for what will perhaps be called, the “grace of martyrdom”
to owe it to an Algerian, whoever he might be,
especially if he says he is acting in fidelity to what he believes to be Islam.
I am aware of the scorn which can be heaped on the Algerians indiscriminately.
I am also aware of the caricatures of Islam which a certain Islamism fosters.
It is too easy to soothe one’s conscience
by identifying this religious way with the fundamentalist ideology of its extremists.
For me, Algeria and Islam are something different: it is a body and a soul.
I have proclaimed this often enough, I think, in the light of what I have received from it.
I so often find there that true strand of the Gospel
which I learned at my mother’s knee, my very first Church,
precisely in Algeria, and already inspired with respect for Muslim believers.
Obviously, my death will appear to confirm
those who hastily judged me naïve or idealistic:
“Let him tell us now what he thinks of his ideals!”
But these persons should know that finally my most avid curiosity will be set free.
This is what I shall be able to do, God willing:
immerse my gaze in that of the Father
to contemplate with him His children of Islam
just as He sees them, all shining with the glory of Christ,
the fruit of His Passion, filled with the Gift of the Spirit
whose secret joy will always be to establish communion
and restore the likeness, playing with the differences.
For this life lost, totally mine and totally theirs,
I thank God, who seems to have willed it entirely
for the sake of that JOY in everything and in spite of everything.
In this THANK YOU, which is said for everything in my life from now on,
I certainly include you, friends of yesterday and today,
and you, my friends of this place,
along with my mother and father, my sisters and brothers and their families,
You are the hundredfold granted as was promised!
And also you, my last-minute friend, who will not have known what you were doing:
Yes, I want this THANK YOU and this GOODBYE to be a “GOD-BLESS” for you, too,
because in God’s face I see yours.
May we meet again as happy thieves in Paradise, if it please God, the Father of us both.
AMEN ! INCHALLAH !
Algiers, 1st December 1993
Tibhirine, 1st January 1994
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We celebrated St Teresa’s Feast a couple of days ago.
Here – slightly late – are links to a couple of talks linking Teresa with life today from the excellent Conference in London in the summer.
Firstly, Gillian Ahlgren (who will be leading an evening at St Bede’s in November – details here) on Wise Action in a World of Suffering and Injustice: Teresa’s Vision for Today
and Sisters Jo, Philomena and Mary of Joseph from the Association of British Carmels on Living the Teresian Tradition: Thoughts from Praxis.
These are all people who have given me a great deal of generous encouragement and wisdom as I have tried to make my way. I encourage you to spend some time with these films.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: blessed are the poor, book review, estate ministry, estates ministry, Kingdom of God, laurie green, spirituality, theology, urban ministry
You will see below my review of Laurie Green’s excellent new book, Blessed are the Poor? which I want to share here. I really do recommend it to everyone who is engaged in urban ministry and especially estate ministry.
Bishop Laurie is coming to do an afternoon with urban clergy here in Birmingham in October. If anyone else is interested in coming along, please let me know.
Blessed are the Poor? Urban Poverty and the Church
By Laurie Green, SCM 2015
Laurie Green has long been at the forefront of urban ministry in Britain as parish priest, bishop, theologian and practitioner. I was really looking forward to reading Blessed are the Poor? and can wholeheartedly recommend it as a resource for anyone engaged in urban ministry, and particularly for those involved in outer housing estates.
It is the fruit of several years Bishop Laurie had spent visiting, being in and listening to estate people and their churches since his retirement and is a practical working out of the method he describes in Let’s Do Theology. The first part of the book explores what poverty is and the context of British housing estates. This is not just theoretical, it is interwoven with the stories and words of the people who live on them; something that those who minister in them know to be of vital importance.
The book then looks at two of Jesus’ key teachings, The Lord’s Prayer and the Beatitudes through the lens of people living in urban poverty and estate churches. This breaks open the Gospel, allowing us to understand deeply some of Jesus’ key insights. It then returns to the stories of estate people to reflect on what this all means for the Church. This section contains a wealth of imaginative, hopeful and sensible ideas and reflection for estate churches. It is also profoundly challenging for the wider Church which is often in a suburban captivity.
If you are engaged in estate ministry, this book will give you hope, comfort, energy and challenge; it will certainly make me a better estate priest. If you want to make deep sense of the heart of Jesus’ teaching, you will find much to live with. I pray it leads to estate churches being ever more alive and flourishing.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: anarchism, christian anarchism, estate ministry, justice, keith hebden, Kingdom of God, seeking justice, spirituality
“Spirituality anchors the activist in recognition that the divine spark animates all creation, making responsibility personal and wellbeing corporate. A compassionate activist’s only authority is the One, referred to by St John as ‘Love’, who is discerned with humility and mutual aid. Any other authority needs to be held in permanent suspicion relative to this Love.”
– Keith Hebden Seeking Justice