Come unto me…

I love the promise of Jesus from Matthew 11 paraphrased by Eugene Peterson in the Message:

 

Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

 

I know Jesus promise in today’s Gospel best in the King James Version: come unto me all ye that are heavy laden and I will give you rest. An alternative to stress! We were in Halifax yesterday as Lis was singing with a choir in Halifax Minster last night. Have you been to Halifax recently? They tell me the town has had roadworks in it for the last two years. You just go round and round trying to get anywhere, when you need to turn one way, you have to turn another.

I told some of you of my getting in the wrong lane driving in Leeds city centre the other week. I got a letter yesterday, apparently I drove on a bus lane so there’s a £70 fine to pay. Life is hard and we need to remember God is bigger than our stuff. We need to remain focused. 

 

This weekend, the United States of America is celebrating the 250th anniversary of the Declaration of Independence. Like Paul’s counter cultural writing and Jesus promise of rest when we are worn down, it was saying what is around cannot win. In 1776, the declaration launched a new nation with a document listing the 27 defects of a leader, our King,  who was “unfit to be the ruler of a free people” because he had the character of “a Tyrant”. George III’s catalogue of offences included “cutting off our trade with all parts of the world”, discouraging immigration, sending “swarms of officers to harass our people” and “transporting us beyond seas to be tried for pretended offenses”. A Guardian article says “Ring any bells?” 

 

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” Life, liberty, new possibilities… 

 

There are two Old Testament readings today I’ve not used. first reading from Genesis, Rebekah, who has been chosen to be Isaac’s wife, is asked a simple question: “Will you go with this man?”

And she answers, “I will.” She leaves behind everything she has ever known and steps into a future she cannot yet see.

In the Song of Songs, the beloved hears another invitation: “Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.” Winter is over. A new season is beginning. Flowers are blooming. The world is coming alive. 

Both readings show moments of invitation. Neither is about coercion. Neither is about force. Both are about the freedom to say “Yes.” The freedom to respond to a call. The freedom to trust. The freedom to step into God’s future.

Jesus invites us to rest in him. 

 

So, what do we do? Simple, really. Jesus says, come to him. Take his yoke. Learn from him. And find rest for our souls. From Jesus. And only from Jesus. We can’t buy it. There is no pill that provides it. Rest for our souls can only be found through our faith, through our relationship with Jesus. Because we were created by God to be in a loving relationship with him. And God actually created our souls to be restless until they find their rest in God, as St. Augustine once famously said. 

But it is only when we realize that our souls are restless that we finally accept this invitation. So, the first step to find this rest is to realize how weary and burdened we are. If you are not weary, and are doing just fine without Jesus, this invitation probably won’t have much meaning. 

It reminds me of a book by Brennan Manning called “The Ragamuffin Gospel.” It is a book, he wrote in the forward, for a specific audience, the same audience Jesus’s invitation is for. The Ragamuffin Gospel, he wrote, is for:

The bedraggled, beat-up, and burnt-out. It is for the sorely burdened who are still shifting the heavy suitcase from one hand to the other. It is for the wobbly and weak-kneed who know they don’t have it altogether. It is for inconsistent, unsteady disciples whose cheese is falling off their cracker. It is for poor, weak, sinful men and women with hereditary faults and limited talents. It is for earthen vessels who shuffle along on feet of clay. It is for the bent and the bruised who feel that their lives are a grave disappointment to God. It is for smart people who know they are stupid and honest disciples who admit they are scallywags. 

The Ragamuffin Gospel, he concludes, is for anyone who has grown weary and discouraged along the Way. 

And that is exactly who this invitation from Jesus is for today. For all of us who have grown weary. For all of us who are carrying heavy burdens. For all of us who long for true rest for our souls. Come to me, Jesus says, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. 

But how does this happen? What happens when we come to Jesus? Well, he says, we take his yoke upon us. A yoke that is easy. A burden that is light. Paradoxically, we find rest for our souls by taking up his yoke. How is this possible? First, let’s remember what a yoke is, in this case. And it is not the yellow part of an egg! A yoke, by definition, is: “a wooden cross piece that is fastened over the necks of two animals and attached to the plow or cart that they are to pull.” This wooden cross piece helps the two animals to pull together. 

Take my yoke upon you, Jesus says. When we come to Jesus, and learn from him, we become yoked with him. He pulls with us. Jesus doesn’t take away whatever we are pulling, but we no longer have to pull it alone. Jesus pulls our burden with us. And he goes on to say that his yoke is easy. Which, in this case, really means “well-fitting.” His yoke is well-fitting. 

I like how the biblical scholar William Barclay explains what Jesus means by this:

“In Palestine,” he writes, “ox-yokes were made of wood; the ox was brought, and the measurements were taken. The yoke was then roughed out, and the ox was brought back to have the yoke tried on. The yoke was carefully adjusted, so that it would fit well, and not gall the neck of the patient beast. The yoke was tailor-made to fit the ox.”

 

So, think about that: the yoke that Jesus offers is tailor-made for us. Which means that it is not then a burden for us to live as Christ wants us to live. He doesn’t want it to be a burden. And he wants to be yoked with us. What a gift!

The person of faith says there is a different thing to write and share… one bishop in America has written this:

The renewal of the Church and our nation will not come through declarations alone.

It will come through disciples who remain in Christ’s love and bear the good fruit of holiness in families, parishes, communities and in their daily lives.

As we approach this great anniversary of our nation, we may be tempted towards nostalgia for the past or anxiety about the future. Today we choose something better: trust. Today we place the Church in the United States, and this nation we love, into the Sacred Heart of Jesus. Not because we have everything figured out, but because we know the One whose love endures forever. In his Heart, we find gratitude for the past, strength for the present, and hope for the future.

I was reminded it was the thirtieth anniversary of the IRA bomb exploding on a Saturday morning in Manchester City Centre the other week. I was living in Manchester 30 years ago and 15 June was the day after my second year in college ended. Friends were travelling home that morning crossing the city and some of us were going into the city but I think I overslept. I remember hearing the bang and saying it sounded like a bomb. We lived about three miles away. 

We made sure all of our friends were safe and that evening some of us went into the city - it was an eery experience. Absolute devastation but a miracle no one at all was killed. The bomb, which was the biggest device detonated in Great Britain since World War Two, exploded outside the Arndale Centre in the city centre.

 

While no-one died in the blast, more than 200 were hurt with many suffering life-changing injuries. An estimated 80,000 people were evacuated from the area.

 

The city rose again after a time with rebuilding. And the churches were at the heart of offering comfort and another narrative in the midst of fear. 

 

Let me end by quoting a huge theologian. 

Karl Barth once called joy a “continually defiant ‘Nevertheless’. I would suggest that this is the kind of joy which Paul is talking about because it isn’t based on circumstances. 

He was in a dire situation and he was writing to a church which was experiencing persecution. This joy and peace can be our reality

It requires a conscious effort on our part to remember who we are. In the face of all our problems and worries – ‘Nevertheless’ we are God’s children, loved by God, bought with a price by Jesus on the cross. Our hope is not just for the here and now, but for eternity. We have the promise of God that he is always with us, even in our darkest hours.

William Barclay tells of a legend about Jesus that may or may not be true, but is worth hearing:

“There is a legend,” he writes, “that [when Jesus was a carpenter], he made the best ox-yokes in all Galilee, and that from all over the country people came to him to buy his yokes. And, as the legend does, the carpenter Jesus had a sign over his shop that read, “My yoke fits well.” 

 

His yoke fits well. His burden is light. And when we take up this yoke, tailor-made for us, we begin to find rest for our souls. 

Then we will rejoice and be glad. We will know our blessings and we will be a confident people again. 

Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”

A weekend in Yorkshire

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“Have a nice weekend! Doing anything special?” people often say to me. They forget what I do on a Sunday. 

This weekend has been another busy one but a good one. We landed in Halifax on Saturday. We needed to check out the Minster as Lis is singing there next month. We then landed at a Michelin star pub, the Shibden Mill Inn, very near to where Anne Lister lived if you know her story. There was a superb vegan menu, the best vegan food I’ve eaten out. I really recommend it for a treat. It’s not cheap. 

We then came back via Shelf and the Bradford ring road past Woodhouse Grove school to Harrogate and home. I often need time out before I can write my sermon on a Saturday and after a busy and often trying week it was good to have some time out. 

Sunday morning took me to our LEP at Grewelthorpe. I love it that the majority of the congregation sit on the comfy chairs at the back which Kirkby chapel gave us! We plan to take the rest of the really uncomfortable pews out as part of a refurbishment. 11 of us shared a service on rejoicing in hope and communion at the end. I ended with the mighty Rejoice the Lord is king and was delighted David our organist played the triumphant bit at the end. I remembered dear Clifford Foster at Rye who always played it. Not many organists do. 

Then on Sunday afternoon I led a baptism service in one of our most rural chapel which was full for it and a tea followed in a village hall. I love being at the heart of rural communities. It’s so important we are seen and involved as clergy people. 

My evening service was cancelled as it was Fathers Day and I had no congregation! I spent some time sorting some issues and then we went to our beloved curry house in Bedale for tea and banter. The boys ask me lots of questions. This week’s belter was “Ian, have you ever done drugs?” And - “how drunk have you ever got?” I did share fellow Hartley students the Manchester City centre port story… :) 

I love weekends here. They are full of fun and engagement. I wonder what this week will bring? 

Trinity Sunday rambling…

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Once a year in the church we tie ourselves up in knots trying to get our heads around the three sides of God on Trinity Sunday. 

 

So what do we do with the three sides of God? The three persons of the Godhead, the three natures of God, the multiple personality God, or however it is you see it? 

 

If you or someone you love is hurting- you probably don’t care about Trinity Sunday.

If you are struggling with personal or family issues- you probably aren’t interested in church doctrine, the history of the Council of Nicaea will probably not help much and it probably doesn’t matter to you that God is Father, Son and Holy Spirit uncreated, incomprehensible three consubstantial persons, expressions, or hypostases one God in three distinct persons, yet one in substance, essence or nature.

 You just want to know that God is God and that somehow God knows who you are- where you are what you are going through and what you need. You just want to know God cares. So, why do we even need a Trinity Sunday?

Why don’t we take a cue from Augustine and simply say the Trinity is a like a tree the roots, the trunk, the branches, they are all wood (one substance) but they are three entities or expressions. Amen

End of sermon! Perhaps I’ll go on a bit longer…!

The writer Dorothy Sayers equates God in 'the Mind of the Maker' with a creative artist. God's work is seen best in creation, where there are three stages- idea, expression and recognition. God the creator is the idea, or Essence of all reality. 

We learn about God from all of creation, yet it is only in Jesus that we have the perfect expression of the idea or essence of God. The Spirit of God, coming to fruition at Pentecost, abides inside human creatures offering them recognition of the Idea. Idea, expression and recognition.

The 4th century Gregory of Nyssa suggested God is not an object to be understood but a mystery to be loved.  

The story is told of St Augustine of Hippo, a great philosopher and theologian. He was preoccupied with the doctrine of the Blessed Trinity. He wanted so much to understand the doctrine of one God in three persons and to be able to explain it logically. 

One day he was walking along the seashore reflecting on this matter…. the mystery of the Trinity. Suddenly, he saw a little child all alone on the shore. The child made a hole in the sand, ran to the sea with a little cup, filled her cup with sea water, ran up and emptied the cup into the hole she had made in the sand. 

Back and forth she went to the sea, filled her cup and came and poured it into the hole. Augustine drew up alongside and said to her, “Little child, what are you doing?” 

She replied, “I am trying to empty the sea into this hole.” 

“How do you think,” Augustine asked her, “that you can empty this immense sea into this tiny hole and with this tiny cup?” 

She answered back, “And you, how do you suppose that with your small head you can comprehend the immensity of God?” With that the child disappeared.

The theologian Shirley Guthrie writes

“The same God who is God over us as God the Father and Creator, and God with and for us as the incarnate Word and Son, is also God in and among us as God the Holy Spirit.”

Eugene Peterson reminds us that our Greek ancestors referred to the Trinity as perichoresis– which means dance.

“Imagine a folk dance, a round dance, with three partners in each set. The music starts up and the partners holding hands begin moving in a circle. On signal from the caller, they release hands, change partners, and weave in and out, swinging first one and then another. The tempo increases, the partners move more swiftly with and between and among one another, swinging and twirling, embracing and releasing, holding on and letting go. But there is no confusion, every movement is cleanly coordinated in precise rhythms, as each person maintains his or her own identity.”

 

But all the explanations, all the descriptions, all the answers to the questions about the Trinity are frail human attempts to describe something that simply cannot be described.

We can read descriptions of God in scripture. Believers have tried for centuries to describe God. But the best anyone can really do is describe what their particular, personal experience of God is like – how it sounds, how it feels, what it reminds us of.

Barbara Brown Taylor wrote-

The problem is that it is rarely the same experience twice in a row. Some days God comes as a judge, walking through our lives wearing white gloves and exposing all the messes we have made. Other days God comes as a shepherd, fending off our enemies and feeding us by hand. Some days God comes as a whirlwind who blows all our certainties away. Other days God comes as a brooding hen who hides us in the shelter of her wings. Some days God comes as a dazzling monarch and other days as a silent servant. If we were to name all the ways God comes to us, the list would go on forever: God the teacher, the challenger, the helper, the stranger, God the lover, the adversary, the yes, the no.”

So in all the mystery and confusion we need to remember about having a BIG God who does BIG things. We need all of God whether we understand it or not. 

Beth, an episcopalian priest in America writes this: 

“When our son was six or so, he overheard my conversation about the Trinity with our Jewish neighbour. Later, he asked, “So there’s God who’s God and Jesus who’s God and the Holy Spirit who’s God, right? How’s that work exactly?” I paused for a moment to think about something I could say to a six-year-old when he piped up with, “I know! It’s like a peanut butter and jam sandwich! Without the peanut butter or the jam, it wouldn’t be a peanut butter and jam sandwich. And without the bread it would just be a big old mess!”

Understanding the Trinity is not important.Knowing the promises of the Trinity is essential.

The Trinity assures us we are not powerless in the world because God is. A God who created all that is. We have the redeeming work of God through the human being Jesus and we experience the presence of that same God in the Holy Spirit who dwells within us and among us.

The Trinity keeps us from reducing God to what we can understand.

It keeps us aware of God’s mystery.

The Trinity assures us our God can do great things.

It promises we can trust a God we cannot predict or ever know completely.

The Trinity promises us we are never alonebecause God is a God of community. God is three- community- in relationship- not alone,

God is not alone and promises us we will never be alone. just as the Trinity is a call for us to be in community, in relationship with God and God’s children, there is no aloneness in the Trinity.

The Trinity is also an invitation. An invitation to participate with God in the dance. We are not mere spectators. There are always hands reaching out to pull us in to be an active participant in the relationship that is God.

We have the promise of a BIG God in all three manifestations particularly when we are sitting inworship feeling detached, isolated, alone, angry, deserted, depressed, grieving, hopeless, fearful, anxious, wounded, ashamed, tired, lost. We have the promise of Jesus he gave his disciples after telling them to get on with being his people. Remember – I am with you to the end of the age. 

I love this quote with which I’ll end:

“The Trinity serves to remind us always of the magnificence of our God; that God isn’t singularly revealed; that God can’t be put in a box on the shelf; that God is active and dynamic and worthy of our prayers and praises. God chose to relate to us in three persons because God desires to be very personal. The Trinity shouldn’t frighten us. The Trinity should EXCITE us! Because of the Three Persons in one God, we know for sure that the God who spoke so abruptly to Job in a whirlwind is the same God who said, “forgive them” from the cross. And the Spirit who hovered over the chaos at creation is the same God who told the parable of the Prodigal Son.When we’re tempted to make God the reflection of our own smallness, Trinity Sunday calls us to a grander understanding.”

I also love the story of the little boy who was fishing with his grandfather in the beauty of nature with a fabulous sunrise just beginning to happen and the boy turned and asked his grandfather, “Have you ever seen God?” And the man answered, “Sometimes I think I never see anything else.” God is and God acts… isn’t that good news? 

God of unchangeable power,
you have revealed yourself
to us as Father, Son and Holy Spirit;
keep us firm in this faith
that we may praise and bless your holy name;
for you are one God now and for ever.

A Diamond Wedding at church

What do you say to a couple who have been together for 60 years –

"60 years, and you still haven't run out of things to argue about. You legends!"

""Sixty years, and you still haven't killed each other. Impressive!"

"Sixty years: Your love is unbreakable—just like your selective hearing."

"60 years of marriage? You deserve a statue, a parade, and matching recliners.

More seriously, in marriage you are there to support and cherish one another and that two have become one. So Andrea and Robbie, married in this church 60 years ago on the 30 April we celebrate with you today.

 

I like what one young husband whose wedding I conducted said about his new wife at the reception. He said:

 

“I asked her to marry me, not because I have found someone I can live with - but because I have found someone I cannot live without”

 

Some people have some very strange ideas about what marriage is all about.

 

Take Elizabeth Taylor – who after seven marriages and five divorces - said this:

 

“I think it’s fairly obvious why I was married. As strange as it may sound, I am a very moral woman. I was taught by my parents that if you fall in love, if you want to have a love affair, you get married. I guess I’m very old-fashioned.”

 

And some have even stranger ideas about what makes a good partner!

 

Take Agatha Christie, the famous novelist who once said: “ An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have; the older she gets, the more interested he is in her.” She should know – she was married to one!

 

What is wonderful is that for Andrea and Robbie their marriage vows have meant a lot to them as 60 years have passed.

 

They have been through thick and thin together – working together to build a good life together and create a loving family.

 

The Scripture says: “Two are better than one because they gain a good reward in their toil. For if one will fall, the other will lift his companion but woe to the one alone who falls when there is no other to lift him up! So if two lie together, they keep warm, but how can one alone keep warm. Although one may prevail against him who is alone yet two will hold out against him, a threefold cord is not easily broken. That’s Ecclesiastes.

 

Then what about Diamonds on a Diamond Anniversary?  They say diamonds are forever. I bet you are singing it in your head with your very best Shirley Bassey impression…

 

Diamonds are indeed one of the hardest, most enduring substances on earth, (although whether they will actually last forever, only God knows).

 

They are not only highly valued as gemstones, with their clarity, cut and brilliant ability to scatter light, they are also used as cutting tools in a great number of industries. In fact the vast majority of diamonds mined today are used this way.

 

To reach a 60th wedding anniversary is a wonderful achievement, especially in today’s world. Like a diamond, a long lasting marriage is a rare and beautiful thing. That diamonds are also symbols of endurance and resilience is also apt. Marriage needs those too?

 

Andrea and Robbie’s marriage has been an amazing example of love, faithfulness and devotion. Towards each other, to their ever growing family, to their friends, to those in need – and most importantly, to God. Their marriage has lasted because God brought them together and God has kept them together. And those of us here this morning are extremely grateful for that.

 

I read somewhere that diamonds are ‘symbols of purity, unity, love, wealth and abundance’. How fitting then to be used in reference to a long lasting marriage - both are priceless gems that have stood the test of time. The world has changed a lot since 1966. 

1966 in the UK was defined by cultural highs and tragic lows: England won the FIFA World Cup, "Swinging London" was at its zenith, and The Beatles made headlines, but the nation was devastated by the October 21st Aberfan disaster, which killed 144 people in South Wales. Politically, Harold Wilson’s Labour Party secured a landslide, and the nation began preparing for decimalization. But love is love whatever the year.

 

For the purpose of this sermon I researched if diamonds were mentioned in the Bible and found, interestingly, that there is some division of opinion. Different words have been translated as ‘diamond’ in different translations.

 Some commentators believe the sea of crystal glass that John described seeing before the Throne of God in Revelation was actually made of diamonds. If so – diamonds will be forever, I suppose!

 

I think the most important thing is to recognise that for anything to have true lasting worth it has to be given over to God. God can take a marriage full of human frailty and make it into a monument to His goodness and faithfulness. The true worth of a diamond only comes in it’s cutting and shaping. God can take any one of us – like uncut pieces of rock mined from the earth – and through His work in us, cutting, shaping, forming, polishing – make our lives into something pure, valuable and beautiful. And our lives, formed and shaped by Him, will indeed last forever, to shine and reflect His glory for eternity.

 

But sometimes we need a warning because it can go wrong.

 

Jesus has ushered in the kingdom of God, and it is up to us to listen and watch for the Spirit to speak and move among us, leading us to receive what God has done in Jesus and continue to build the body of Christ.

 

Go back to Acts and read the story of Stephen’s martyrdom. The people hurling those stones weren’t strangers or foreigners or a band of terrorists; no, they were upstanding citizens—the kind of people who, had they lived today, said their prayers every day and went to church. But they in public didn’t live up to the calling Christ commands because it is too radical.

 

When we stop listening to one another; when we stop listening for the Spirit; when our concern is focused on the preservation of the self, rather than the flourishing of all, our own faith becomes impoverished, and the Gospel is polluted and lessened.

 

Jesus has called us to build his kingdom and he has entrusted us with all the tools we need to do it. In the end, one response requires us to live our life so that we may participate in God’s resurrected life…

 

…And the other? It will quite literally kill us.

 

Andrea and Robbie as you absorb and reflect the light of Christ, you will find that your destiny together will participate in the very glory of God in the world. And you will look a lot like the new Kingdom as described in Revelation 21:11, “…

And the holy city, coming down out of heaven from God. It had all the glory of God, and glittered like some precious jewel of crystal clear diamond.”Your marriage can be a part of that sparkling kingdom. Maya Angelou writes beautifully about love in her book, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings. She said that to really love someone is to know the song their heart sings and to hum it back to them on the days they forget how it goes.

 

Perhaps when we know that we are loved by God in the fullness of God’s knowledge of us we are free to live in this love. 

TFree to transmit the love of Christ in a hurting world.  Free to see ourselves and others as God sees us. Because loved people love people. How radical, to see each person, as God sees them. .

 

A naughty vicar in marriage preparation classes said this once “Grooms, once you get married remember that when you have a discussion with your future wife, always get the last two words in…Yes, dear.”

 

And Prince Philip speaking on his Diamond Wedding in 2007 said this "I think the main lesson we have learned is that tolerance is the one essential ingredient in any happy marriage... You can take it from me that the Queen has the quality of tolerance in abundance."

 

And a couple celebrating their Diamond Wedding laughed together “60 years of annoying the same person, who’d have thought it?”

 

Andrea and Robbie, your love for each other is clear and is an inspiration. Thank you for letting us share your celebration today. 60 years is a diamond legacy, rare, precious and enduring. May your example inspire us all. In Jesus name who shows us in his life what love is and invites us all to live in his way. Amen.