I've been reflecting on the Transfiguration. Peter, James and John got so carried
away with their experience up a mountain with Jesus, they wanted to stay there for ever
really. They wanted to bask in the wonder of it all. They were lost in wonder,
love and praise at it all. But of course Jesus reminded them that staying there
was not an option; there was life on the ground to get on with.
Sometimes we are like them!
We go on
holiday and taste God’s creation and are inactive for a bit and we want to stay
there and not come home. When I was little, and we would go on holiday, there
would be one last outing to the beach, and one last paddle in the sea and you
came back and had the sand washed off your feet and then you would have a
tantrum and run off and go in the sea again because you didn’t want it to end.
I was a nightmare when little!
We are envious
of other Christians who seem to do it better than us, or other churches that
don’t have our problems. So we create a league table of success which is so
unhealthy.
We want worship
every Sunday to meet our every need and we complain bitterly when it doesn’t.
We want to rest in God’s presence without
responsibilities, if we’re honest.
If Jesus was to be real to these
disciples, then life back on the ground had to be different. We’ve all met
Christians who are so heavenly minded they are no earthly use whatsoever, or
brands of Christianity that teach, but don’t equip you for real life in the
real world.
And maybe we forget the whole point of
a high spiritual encounter is that it continues to help us live in the world we
return back to. I easily forget that. This week being an example!
On Wednesday I led a retreat at
Penhurst Retreat House in the countryside near Battle looking with 20 lovely
people about how you cope with transition. It was a great day and afterwards
one of them wrote to me something that made me blush really “I have only known
you a few hours and yet you radiate a contentment in living a life with God at
the centre. It is evident your service is in the Lord and that your roots go
deep and are grounded in God and his Word. What a wonderful man! Such an
example to those around you. Thank you for showing us that God is faithful and
gives joy even through suffering and transition. "
The little card the person handed me was a spiritual high for me.
The little card the person handed me was a spiritual high for me.
But then I forgot everything she wrote
and I beat myself up. On Thursday I had a bad meeting, I was in a fowl mood
after it and had to go and buy chips late at night!
On Friday the cat decided to be
violently ill all over the lounge carpet and the dishwasher decided to spew
water all over the kitchen floor and all over me when I opened the door to
investigate the noise and then it died. And then I got a migraine and I was
grouchy! I forgot the mountain and wallowed in the plain without remembering I
could cope and I could get through everything.
We need to remember the call to go up
the mountain is meant to help us cope with the world – even sickly cats, bad
meetings and spewing water, even the deepest pain, the frustrations and
challenges of life.
The disciples had an uncertain future but also the resources.
Peter, James and John saw the truth of
their Master here, a truth that was more glorious than anything they could have
ever predicted. And they heard the Word of God which was to send them out, the
Word which stayed with them until they met their death.
In a few years time, James the disciple
and apostle would be beheaded, for what he saw and heard that day he would not
keep quiet about.
Many years later, Peter would be
crucified outside the pagan city of Rome ,
rather than go back on his Epiphany.
John, well we don’t know when he died,
but the last sighting of him we have of him is in exile for his beliefs on the
lonely island of Patmos , still faithful to the vision he
had seen.
This moment with
Jesus was glorious. No wonder Peter wanted to build shelters on the
mountain top and prolong the experience. But the experience had to change
everyday life, for it to matter.
Those disciples came off the mountain,
engulfed with a quality of love for God and for others, which for some of them
would prove costly. I suggest that even when the cost was the ultimate price,
they would not have had it any other way. Once we have glimpsed the
transfigured Christ, nothing else matters as much as it used to. And we need to
expect God to change us, you know! We live today with little expectation. I
read this week of H G Wells who wrote a short story once about an archbishop
who ran into difficulty and decided to pray about it. He had always said his prayers
with the utmost regularity. Prayer he regarded as a purifying, beneficial
process, no more to be neglected than brushing his teeth. Yet he had never
really asked God for anything. He had not made a particular and personal appeal
to God on his own behalf for many years. In this tangle, however, he needed
help so desperately so, entering his private chapel, he sank to his knees and
folded his hands.
“O God,” he began, and paused. He
paused, and a sense of awful imminence gripped him. He heard a voice, not a
harsh voice but a clear strong voice, neither friendly nor hostile.
“Yes,” said the voice, “What is it?”
They found His Grace next morning. He
had slipped off the chancel steps and lay scrawling on the crimson carpet. His
death caused by the shock that God might actually speak and change things.
Today,my equilibrium returned after
being wobbly for a bit as I went on a training day about the place of silence
in spirituality. It was really good stuff. The leader of the day shared this
story which I end with. One of his friends began work in a high powered job
with IBM. His desk in the office was by a window with a wonderful view of
delightful countryside. His new boss came to meet with him on his first day.
Imagine the new employees surprise when he was told, “I want you to stop
whatever you are doing every night at 4.30pm, make a cup of tea and stare out
of that window for half an hour before you leave at 5.” Apparently, the
employees best thinking was done in those half hours and productivity the next
morning was high.
We need to commit ourselves to be resourced,
regularly, and then remember the resources. That is the key to effective discipleship.
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