Hymns for All Souls

First, a new one that is simple but functional, and can be sung to Tallis Canon or similar (just help yourself, it’s not on CCLI yet):

O God of love, at close of day,
we gather here to watch and pray;
be present through the hours of night,
to all our shadows, bring your light.

Through song and silence, word and prayer,
we place this world and all its care,
beneath the shadow of your wings,
O God from whom all blessing springs.

We place into your hands to hold
and, in your arms of love, enfold
each lost and grieving weary soul,
that by your grace we may be whole.

We pray for rest and peace at last
for those whose earthly life is past;
may we with them be met with love,
and find our home in heav’n above.

O God, Creator, Christ, the Son,
and Holy Spirit, three in one:
to you our gathered voices raise,
as earth and heav’n unite in praise. Amen.

And one a wrote a while ago, that’s now on Jubilate (so you can stick it on your CCLI):

https://www.jubilate.co.uk/songs/o-lord-your-loving-hands-can-hold-

O Lord, your loving hands can hold
this world and all its care,
the grief and loss and pain we feel,
when desperation makes us kneel
in silent, wordless prayer,
in silent, wordless prayer.

O Lord, your loving hands can hold
the burdens that we bear,
each sorrow, every past regret; 
we ask that in our hearts you’ll set
your peace beyond compare,
your peace beyond compare. 

O Lord, your loving hands can hold
the souls of those we love:
our trust in you is not in vain
that all, through grace and faith, may gain
a place in heaven above,
a place in heaven above.

O Lord, your loving hands can hold
our future and our past:
And as you bless us on our way,
and travel with us night and day,
your love will hold us fast,
your love will hold us fast.

Who is Jesus? Who are we?

A sermon for 15th September 2024 (Trinity 16 B – proper 19)
Isaiah 50.4–9a, James 3.1–12, Mark 8.27–38

I haven’t posted a sermon for ages, as I don’t usually write them out in full, but here goes.

‘Who do people say that I am?’ Jesus asks.

He knows that people have strong views about him – by this point in Mark’s Gospel he has been adored, admired and believed, but also criticized, doubted, misunderstood, even threatened. The disciples aren’t sure how to answer Jesus’ question because the answer would depend very much on who you ask!

Maybe because they’re his friends, they don’t remind him that he’s been called him a lawbreaker or that some people think he’s possessed, but stick to the more positive things they’ve heard: that Jesus might be John the Baptist or Elijah or another of the prophets come back from the dead. These aren’t unreasonable suggestions. Jesus speaks and acts powerfully: so far in Mark’s Gospel he’s controlled the weather, healed people, miraculously fed a crowd of several thousand, and challenged those in authority. He absolutely comes across as a prophet.

‘And who do you say that I am?’ Jesus then asks. Peter is the one who dares to speak. ‘You are the Messiah,’ he says. Not just a prophet but more than that, the one who is anointed by God, in whom there is hope for salvation, specifically freedom from oppression.

So, Peter is kind of right.
He has the right word, but hasn’t fully understood what it means, and it’s likely that others won’t either, so Jesus sort of sets that word aside in order to explain more.

Perhaps Peter should have remembered the words from Isaiah. The figure that Isaiah identifies as ‘the servant of God’ declares ‘I gave my back to those who struck me and my cheeks to those who pulled out the beard; I did not hide my face from insult and spitting’.  If those words sound familiar it may be because (in a slightly different translation) they are used in Handel’s great Oratorio, The Messiah. Today’s passage from Isaiah connects prophetic speaking with a willingness to endure suffering – a connection which all the old testament prophets would have recognised in their own experience, and which Jesus also sees as intrinsic to his vocation:   And so he begins to teach them that he must undergo great suffering, and be rejected. 

Peter could simply have turned the question round and asked Jesus, ‘well, who do you say that you are?’ But Jesus beats him to it, describing himself as Son of Man – on one level this is just ‘ben adam’ as in ‘human being’ or ‘a mere human being’ – that is,  someone who is vulnerable to suffering. But it also echoes the apocalyptic vision in the book of Daniel in which the Son of Man embodies the salvation and glory of God’s people no longer suffering but vindicated. Jesus as Son of Man makes perfect sense in today’s gospel because he’s talking about both his coming suffering, and the glory of the resurrection. 

So there is a lot going on behind Jesus’ original questions. They’re not trick questions but they are complex and multi-layered, so it’s not surprising that Peter misses the mark, or that the rest of the disciples don’t even feel confident answering at all! It feels like Jesus is bringing together a lot of important ideas that won’t truly make sense even to his closest followers until the whole story has unfolded.

What they need right now is to understand what it all means for them as disciples. Let’s start with Peter, and who he is.

In Matthew’s gospel, Jesus calls Peter as a disciple, drawing attention to his name, which means ‘rock’ to commend his faith.  ‘On this rock I will build my Church’ he says. By contrast, today when Peter questions Jesus’ coming suffering, he is given a rather more disturbing name: ‘Get behind me, Satan’ Jesus says. Seems a little harsh, right?.

We met actual Satan earlier in the gospels when Jesus is tempted by him while fasting for forty days in the wilderness. Matthew and Luke both provide more detail than Mark does, outlining three temptations, of which two are particularly relevant: Satan tries to get the very hungry Jesus to turn stones into bread, then tells Jesus that if he jumps off the top of the Temple it’ll prove that God won’t let him get hurt – Satan quotes Psalm 91, ‘his angels will bear you up, lest you dash your foot against a stone’. Jesus resists all three temptations and Satan gives up – for the time being.

Notice that two of the temptations mention stones, and remember that Peter has been named by Jesus as ‘the rock’.  This is a really key material image in scripture, with a lot of meanings attached to stones.  I don’t think it’s a huge stretch here to suggest that when Peter the rock tells Jesus that he shouldn’t suffer, Jesus realises it’s the same temptation again and it’s as if Satan is back for another go.  No wonder he reacts so harshly. Jesus resisted that temptation before and he does so again now. He’ll have to resist the same temptation in Gethsemane and on the cross.

So who is Peter in this whole incident? He is the rock, the one with the courage the speak and the insight to name Jesus as Messiah. But he’s also potentially a stumbling block, a temptation, someone whose words seeks to pull Jesus away from his vocation and purpose. Fortunately through the grace of God stumbling blocks can be repositioned to become the most amazing cornerstones. That’s what Jesus seeks to do: he is turning Peter from a dangerous temptation into someone who can grasp not just Jesus’ coming suffering but also his own.

Jesus rebukes Peter in front of all the disciples not to shame him, but because all he did is put into words what the others were probably thinking, and what many of us might be thinking too: this misunderstanding and mis-speaking isn’t a Peter thing, it’s an everyone thing, and we all need to hear the next bit of what Jesus has to say.

Which is where we move from asking ‘who is Jesus’ and ‘who is Peter’ to the question of  ‘so who are we?’

We may be, at times, people who wish that faith  protects people from the thorns about our path or from life’s storms.  As one of my favourite hymns points out, it is not that the journey is objectively easier if we have faith, it’s that we’re not alone in it: ‘be our strength in hours of weakness, in our wanderings be our guide, through endeavour, failure, danger, Father be thou at our side’. 

Who are we? We are people with someone to follow, someone who in his incarnation embraced the inevitability of suffering that comes with living a human life, as well as embracing the necessity of suffering in the story of salvation; a Saviour who stilled the storm not from the safety of the shore but in the company of his friends, from a flimsy, sinking boat.

We may be, at times, people who are tempted to deny or downplay the costliness of discipleship, of the life of faith.  We may be in denial in a global context about the ongoing threat of death or serious harm that faith can bring, or about the much lower level friction we may experience when we try to live faithfully in a complex world, or the emotional pain of trying to reconcile human suffering with what we believe about the love of God. We may sometimes be people who are (as he puts it) ashamed of Jesus and his teaching, especially when it difficult, or when we don’t feel equipped to express our faith in a way that will make sense to people. In the light of today’s reading from the letter of James, which is all about the power of speech and how we spend that power, it’s worth noting that Peter’s mistake is only in words, and yet Jesus recognises its potential for great harm. 

I don’t know if you’ve heard the saying about budgeting, that if you look after the pennies, the pounds will look after themselves? For most of us in this context the cost of discipleship is counted in pennies, but they still add up. Our words or lack of words, especially on behalf of those for whom the cost is counted in pounds – these express and shape who we are.  So who are we?

We are fallible: we are people who sometimes – often – misunderstand and mis-speak, who fail to realise the power of what we say and that our words can undermine the vocation of others, or downplay the crosses that others bear – we are all of us capable of being stumbling blocks.

We are also called by God, to follow Jesus, to discern what is the particular cross that we must pick up, and then walk the difficult path before us alongside one another with Christ as our guide.

We are works in progress: we are people with questions, for whom the most important answers are rarely fully understood in theory or captured in propositional statements, but are worked out over the course of a life’s journey, and often during the times when we find that journey most challenging.

Who are we? In the end, it is less about who we are, and more about whose we are. Knowing that we are made and named by God, we will know who we are most truly when we grasp who God believes us to be. This was Peter’s journey, and it can be our journey too.

When Elijah couldn’t even

When Elijah was at rock bottom, God gave him a tree to sleep under and something to eat and drink.

Thoughts towards a homily on Luke 14.25-33

Luke 14.25-33 is another one of those horrible gospel readings where you read it and think, ‘Really? Jesus said this?’  And then you realise you’re supposed to be preaching on it – in other words, making sense of it not just for yourself but for other people too.   So you’re not just talking about hating your own parents, you’re talking about other people hating theirs, and that’s just another whole lot of tricky.
I realised something as I read this through: the way it’s phrased makes it sound like a genuine choice: this thing or that thing, parent or God, as if the two were in any way equivalent to one another. Perhaps our metaphorical use of ‘Father’ for God compounds this immediate (and unhelpful) sense of the possibility of being equivocal.  But what if instead we took seriously the reality that God is not equivalent to anyone or anything?  That we’re not, after all, being asked to make a choice between two equivalent external sources of authority, validation or love, but rather to take on board who God is and what that means for who we are?
God is, after all, the creator of the universe. That’s everything. Stars, planets, black holes, and all the immensity of stuff in between that we don’t even have a proper name for. All of time and space (and spacetime). Huge things and tiny things, and things that don’t even properly exist in any way that physics can explain.  Animals, vegetables, minerals. The whole lot. Me, you, my parents, your parents, life itself.
If we believe that – really believe it – then the universe only makes sense if we are aware of everything being held in God’s hands.
Two brief diversions:
1. My children used to often ask whether, if God was everywhere, ‘is God in this dirty coffee cup?’ ‘Is God in this teatowel?’ ‘Is God in the mud on the bottom of my trainers that I just trod into the nice clean carpet?’  Exasperated, I eventually answered, ‘It’s the other way round. God is not in those things, those things are in God, because the whole universe is in God. Happy now?’ And remarkably, they were. At least until the next question.
2. If you’ve not read Mother Julian of Norwich’s Revelations of Divine Love, you should. The most famous of her visions is of a tiny round thing the size of a hazelnut, which the holy Mother holds in the palm of her hands. She wonders what it is, the answer comes to her, ‘It is everything that is made.’ She wonders how it continues to exist, for it is so small it might just disappear. Again, an answer comes to her, ‘It exists, and will continue to exist, because God loves it.’
So, in our mental image of God as creator of the universe, holding everything that he has made in his hands, that includes us – you, me, our mothers and fathers, the people we love and the people we hate, and the people we don’t even know and will never meet. As well as the stars and planets and black holes.
God is the ultimate context for all our other relationships – with people, and with creation. And our relationships with one another and with the world can only really make sense that way round, in the bigger context of God. It simply doesn’t work if we try to make anyone other the creator of the universe our “ultimate context” – if another creature (a parent, a lover etc) is given the status of Ultimate Context, that’s way too much pressure to put on them – nobody is big enough to be someone’s whole world, no matter how romantic or loyal that may sound. Only God is big enough, flexible enough, strong enough to be our first call, the ground of our being, our all in all. And if we try to make another human being into those things, even if they could hold us in their hands, they simply cannot hold all our other relationships as well, and they definitely cannot also hold all of God in their hands.  Our relationships with others can be held in the hands of God, but it’s very hard indeed to ask someone else to hold our relationship with God in their hands. It’s just the wrong way round.
In ministry I’ve always been grateful for an image of the hands of God being huge, and careful and gentle and strong and utterly reliable – and placed just under mine, ready to catch all the things that slip through my fingers. There are people who rely on me, for whom I am their first port of call. But I am not their last port of call, because of those big generous hands of God just below mine.
For me, there is something of this in the gospel this week.  And this may be my clumsy way of putting what Rowan Williams puts much more deftly in his book, Being Disciples:

“Being with the Master is recognising that who you are is finally going to be determined by your relationship with him. If other relationships seek to define you in a way that distorts this basic relationship, you lose something vital for your own well-being and that of all around you too. You lose the possibility of a love more than you could have planned or realised for yourself. Love God less and you love everyone and everything less.”

To love God is to realise that you are held in the hands of God, along with everyone and everything else. That tends to put things in perspective.

Hymn about the Transfiguration

I was asked to write a hymn for a church dedicated to the Transfiguration, as there aren’t many hymns written for that particular feast day.  Here’s a first draft – as always, it’s not final, and comments, criticisms and suggestions are very welcome!  The tune they asked for was Ellacombe (‘The day of resurrection’).

All glory be to Jesus,
all joyful songs of praise!
Ascend, with him, the mountain,
And on him fix your gaze.
For Christ reveals his glory:
The Son’s bright shining rays;
The veil, worn thin, breaks open
to set the soul ablaze.

On earth, a glimpse of heaven,
in darkness, dazzling light;
From lowly plain and valley,
to holy mountain’s height.
Now all the world’s divisions
in Jesus may unite:
An ordinary moment
is blessed with God’s delight.

The light of light eternal
to faithful eyes is shown,
The mystery of the Godhead
miraculously known.
The seeds of Jesus’ passion
in glory once were sown,
so fruits of resurrection
could out of death be grown.

The words of affirmation,
of challenge and command,
To listen, learn, and follow
in all that God has planned.
May graceful transformation
by God’s almighty hand,
empower us now for service
in this and every land.