Sunday, 9 February 2025

Returning to a church I was minister of…


I shared this sermon yesterday with my former church at Bishop Monkton. We began exploring a refurbishment in my time and now it’s beginning to happen. I had a rare visit back yesterday and I shared these words…

Friends, isn’t it amazing and fun that God has called you to be the community called Methodist in Bishop Monkton? Today I want you to know that you have a huge opportunity and a huge call to be God’s church in this village serving this generation and those who come after it. Isn’t that exciting? I love this quote from the spiritual writer Philip Yancey: “ As I look around on Sunday morning at the people populating the pews, I see the risk that God has assumed. For whatever reason, God now reveals himself in the world not through a pillar of smoke and fire, not even through the physical body of his Son in Galilee, but through the mongrel collection that comprises my local church and every other such gathering in God’s name.”

I want to share with you my thoughts thinking about what I was going to share with you today. I think God is saying three things to you as you watch at last your building being transformed for your mission here.

First, God says “think big.” People want the church to be the church. They might not come to it very often but they expect it to be what it is meant to be. I watched John Betjeman’s 1974 film called “A Passion for Churches” where he went round and watched C of E churches at work in Norfolk. One church visited had the vicar in it saying morning prayer on his own, no one else there. 

And Betjeman commented “the village needs to know its parson prays for it.” People want the church to be there and do what it says it will do. Rather like Donald Trump. Let’s be honest – all the executive orders written in those thick felt pens, all the threats of deportations and tariffs and Gaza being the riviera of the Middle East presumably with one or two of his golf courses on it – these things are exactly what he said he would do. We knew what we would be getting. When things aren’t as we expect we complain. Rather like an Indian restaurant not far away who served sheep in the curry when they thought it was ostrich. And when the church goes wrong people jump on it. We remember the Church of England at the moment and some terrible stories at leadership level where safeguarding has gone awry.

I also think people expect we think God might do something. He might answer prayer, he might care for us, he might be about still. Sadly the church has in some places forgotten the power of God and it plods on with little joy and little vision, just comfortable and cosy, for a small group. My mother used to describe Sunday morning at church as good when her 11am service finished at ten to twelve and the preacher only had four hymns! And yet God invites us to get again that he is bigger and mightier than our comfort and if we were only open to him again he would have new things to show us. I found a cartoon of God trying to get into a cardboard box of comfortable theology. We want to fit God into our plans whereas God would have us be blown away by a new encounter with him. 

Peter sees an overwhelming amount of fish in the boat after Jesus madly suggests that they go out onto the lake again after an unsuccessful day. Yet his first reaction is not wonder but terror. His experience echoes that of Isaiah seven hundred years earlier. ‘In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord, high and lifted up…. And I said, “Woe is me! I am lost, for I am a man of unclean lips and I dwell among a people of unclean lips”’. Peter’s sense of his sinfulness becomes terrifyingly clear in the presence of Jesus. Yet Jesus’ response is not to condemn him but to say ‘do not be afraid’. He offers him a way forward which leaves his sin and dread behind. And Isaiah is given a commission and he says “here am I, send me.” 

God invites us into God’s plans. Sometimes they are laughable! Thirty two years after feeling I might be called to do what I do I still find it hilarious! Think back to your vision to do something different with your chapel. There will have been some who maybe couldn’t see the future. I think about the churches I serve. Had I four years ago told Allhallowgate they’d have chairs in their sanctuary, told Boroughbridge they’d have a thriving community larder and a footfall of over 12,000 people in their building in a year, told Dallowgill we’d be spending money on their premises, told Sawley they’d have a fabulous centenary year and have new people regularly coming to church after it, told Grewelthorpe we’d have a major refurbishment of the church happening and told Kirkby we’d come out of the chapel and plant cafĂ© worship in the village hall there would have been incredulous laughter! Yet God calls us to dream dreams and see visions and God’s mercy is wise and his grace is boundless. So let’s think big again. And in the words of Charles Wesley let’s “laugh at impossibilities and cry, it shall be done.”

Then Jesus says “follow me.”

‘At once … they followed him’ - leaving behind who they have been in order to discover God’s new and richer call.

Douglas Hare in the Interpretation series of commentaries, writes: ‘Jesus summons with irresistible authority, and the men respond with radical obedience … There is no hint of their future importance. Instead they seem to represent all future believers whom Jesus irresistibly summons to follow him. It may not be necessary for all to leave professions and possessions behind, but … all must leave their world behind and enter the new world into which Jesus invites them.’

What does your ‘at once’ look like? 

The first disciples had no idea what the future heldNeither do we. Our call is to keep following faithfully.

What is God saying to you as you get new facilities about going out into the village? Dietrich Bonhoeffer, the great Christian martyr of the last century thought deeply about what the Church is for. He wrote “the Church is the Church only when it exists for others, not dominating but serving and helping.”




Lis was watching Cold Comfort Farm on the i player the other day and I was in and out of the room. I caught Ian McKellen playing a fire and brimstone preacher preaching hell and shouting fornicators at a congregation that shook in fear. Those days are gone but there are times when we need as a Church to speak out, to challenge the world, to name injustice, like the dear Bishop in Washington did the other week. But primarily we are about to serve and help. People need to know why you are refurbishing.

People need to know you care about them. People need to know Jesus is your motivation. So follow him and see where he takes you.

 Then God says “go out together and see what’s there.”

There’s a lovely piece of writing called “everything I learnt about life I learnt in kindergarten.” And one sentence of it says “Take a nap every afternoon. When you go out into the world, watch out for traffic,
hold hands, and stick together.” And how about this – not thinking about the American President at all - Think what a better world it would be if – the whole world – had cookies and milk aboutthree o’clock every afternoon and then lay down with our blankies for a nap. Or if all governments had a basic policy to always put things back where
they found them and to clean up their own mess.

Going out is the way we do mission. We are here to serve the village and get involved. We need to be noticed. While our building will be lovely it must be a place while yes people will come into it to worship and pray and have coffee and eat spuds and pud, we must be equipped by what we do in it to go out. That can be scary. 

It’s easier to be church in church. But we can do it. I like this from the sermon for today from the episcopal Church in America:

There are times when the important ways in which you can exhibit God’s love is simply to smile and to look into the eyes of your neighbour. In an age when people mindlessly walk down the street fully engaged with their cell phones, it is often difficult to get anyone’s attention. But everyone wants to be seen. Even in the midst of advanced technology – like a phone that is used for everything except talking to one another – people still need each other. The next time you are at the grocery store or waiting to be seated at a restaurant, intentionally smile or say hello to someone in your orbit. It is likely that both of you will be enriched by that activity. You may even connect with someone who will eventually join you in being a fisher of people. There is no special person assigned to this work. We are all up for the task whether we consider ourselves introverts or extroverts.

In our Old Testament lesson, Isaiah’s sin is blotted out as he becomes a messenger for God. When God says, “Whom shall I send, and who will go for us?” Isaiah says, “Here am I; send me!” That is the commitment that God seeks from us today. 

We are being asked to go out and invite people in to hear the Word of God and to be nourished and fed. If the first answer is not “Yes,” that is not a signal to give up and to retreat back into the church. Keep going. Keep talking and remember the love of God that you feel in your heart and allow that to be the catalyst to move you forward.

There are fish waiting to be caught. Right here. In our locality. And when we know our village and our people we can be the Church appropriate for them. I was in Birdwell near Barnsley on Monday at my friend Louise’s funeral in the local Methodist ChurchThe area looked quite impoverished and after the service I noticed their notice board.





They have a community drop in and a film club and they offer both with no charge. And I loved this bit “it’s a wee thing. If you get caught short, you can use our toilet when we’re open.” And the poster has “compassionate Sheffield, small things, big difference.” I ask you what will you do here to really change lives in the village? Small things, big difference. 

 

I’ve visited two of my folk in Borrage House the other day. My brain always stops working when I try and leave such places. I always get lost and I can’t find the way out and when I get to the door out I can’t work out how to open it!! 

Talk to some of my former members in Bexhill on Sea and they will tell you about the day Ian ended up in a cupboard trying to find a way out of a home!

Sometimes we have become so used to being in a church we’ve forgotten how to get out - i.e interact with the world outside. We have to spend too much time concentrating our heads on keeping things going we have no energy for mission or community engagement. Don’t make the mistake you burn out and there’s no time to make a difference.

What Jesus announces to Simon is not a wish, but a declaration: "You will be catching people." Is that statement also addressed to us -- both as individuals and congregations? If so, what's keeping us from "filling up our nets so that they are about to break"? What's keeping us from having so many new people that we are required to seek extra staff to "haul in" all these people?

Dear friends, I seriously don’t know when I will take a service here again. My prayers are with you. Where you are is really exciting. Let the big God lead you, be brave enough to follow Jesus and go out and be where you need to be. Watch out for traffic, hold hands and stick together. And one day your nets will be full. 





 


Tuesday, 21 January 2025

God in a very scary Presidency




I enjoy supermarket shopping here in Ripon, especially in their last hour when it is quieter and I often get into conversations with the person on the till. Tonight, seeing this paper on the belt, the lady exclaimed “he’s going to ruin the world.” 

I watched President Trump’s inauguration in full yesterday as I am an avid watcher of history and yesterday was history for sure. I wasn’t really prepared for the tirade of what is wrong with everything and the announcement one after another of things which were woop wooped by most of the crowd present as they will, the returning President said, indeed make America great again. I remember standing back in the summer of 2016 in Calvert church in Hastings and saying in a sermon I knew America would vote for Trump and some laughed at that out loud. But even I never ever dreamt he would return like this. I have never ever read the Daily Star (!) but its headline today was interesting…



Several things have struck me since watching the inauguration and seeing the executive orders and hearing the vision over the last 24 and a bit hours. First, God in all of this. I’m not sure the President put his hand on the Bible but he made it very clear that he had been saved by God to save his country, and he said we will not forget our God. Franklin Graham, son of Billy prayed in my view a horrific prayer that Trump back again after a dark time where he had been wronged is God’s will. Perhaps it is but I need God to explain a lot to me! The President and his team went today to Washington National Cathedral for a service of prayer. Bravely, the Episcopal Bishop of Washington while noting his conviction he had been saved by God, she said “in the name of God, I ask you to have mercy on the people in our country who are scared now.” She went on to name gay, lesbian and transgender children, undocumented migrants and their families and she said “they may not be citizens or have the proper documentation, but the vast majority of immigrants are not criminals.” She asked the President to “ show mercy.” Watch the news and look at the President and Vice President’s faces. “The person giving this sermon should be added to the deportation list” wrote a supporter later on social media.

The scary thing - and I know some of my readers are in America and please tell me if I’m looking in from the outside and have it so wrong - the scary thing is in twenty four hours we can leave an agreement on climate change, we can leave the world health organisation, we can declare a national emergency on our borders, we can pardon all sorts of people who clearly did wrong. And we can whip up a crowd by making signing executive orders on a stage at a rally entertainment and throw felt pens into the crowd like some rock star. Haven’t we seen this before? It’s very dangerous. What also was very unnerving was the presence of very rich people around him, and a message that we will get richer at the expense of others. Elon Musk whether that was a Nazi salute or not, is a character who seems to want to create division and smile about it.  

So what to do? We can only watch and pray and hope that a divided nation doesn’t become more divided. I have just found the liturgy today’s cathedral service used. Ironically it began with this hymn. I guess we see if this President really believes God is for all, or, as I suspect, for some…

For the healing of the nations,


Lord, we pray with one accord;


For a just and equal sharing


Of the things that earth affords.


To a life of love in action


Help us rise and pledge our word.

 

Lead us, Father, into freedom,


From despair the world release;


That, redeemed from war and hatred,


All may come and go in peace.


Show us how through care and goodness


Fear will die and hope increase.

 

All that kills abundant living,


Let it from the earth be banned;


Pride of status, race or schooling,


Dogmas that obscure your plan.


In our common quest for justice


May we hallow life’s brief span.

 

You Creator-God have written


Your great Name on humankind;


For our growing in Your likeness


Bring the life of Christ to mind;


That, by our response and service


Earth its destiny may find.







Sunday, 19 January 2025

Week of prayer for Christian Unity



I preached this sermon last night to folk in Bedale. My first invite as Yorkshire North and East Methodist District Ecumenical Officer. 

Do you believe this?


Let me begin with an oldie but a goodie you may have heard before…


Once I saw this man on a bridge about to jump. I said, "Don't do it!" He said, "Nobody loves me." I said, "God loves you. Do you believe in God?"

He said, "Yes." I said, "Are you a Christian or a Jew?" He said, "A Christian." I said, "Me, too! Protestant or Catholic?" He said, "Protestant." I said, "Me, too! What denomination?" He said, "Baptist." I said, "Me, too! Northern Baptist or Southern Baptist?" He said, "Northern Baptist." I said, "Me, too! Northern Conservative Baptist or Northern Liberal Baptist?"

He said, "Northern Conservative Baptist." I said, "Me, too! Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region, or Northern Conservative Baptist Eastern Region?" He said, "Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region." I said, "Me, too!"

Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region Council of 1879, or Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region Council of 1912?" He said, "Northern Conservative Baptist Great Lakes Region Council of 1912." I said, "Die, heretic!" And I pushed him over.



 

We live in a world where difference threatens us or we pretend difference isn’t there. Just look at the world this weekend. We have a ceasefire between Israel and Gaza beginning today but do we trust it? Then next month is the third Anniversary of the war in Ukraine and then there’s tomorrow and the inauguration of President Trump which some people think is scary. His official picture, did you see it – is scary whatever! I have distant cousins in America I’ve found on line. Two of them live in Texas and think Trump is Jesus returned to save them. Another lives in Minnesota and wants to emigrate to Canada – soon!






 We see difference in where we live not near that sort, not mixing with people not like us and never ever supporting the wrong football team. 

 

I did a funeral in Ripon last year and the man was a passionate Liverpool supporter. His brothers told me we want you to say he supported Liverpool, Liverpool reserves and any team that isn’t Everton! 

 

A Christian was stranded on a desert island by himself for many years. He was rescued, and the rescuers were confused to see that he hadbuilt two churches. They asked him why.

Pointing to one of them, he says, "Well, that's the church that I go to." And pointing to the other, "And that's the one I don't go to."



The story of the church has had its sad moments. We’ve highlighted our differences and suspicions of each other rather than celebrate that which binds us together. I’ve been a minister in the Methodist Church for the last twenty-eight years and it used to be we were very separate and we were almost proud of our division. One of my first churches was in Stalybridge in Greater Manchester. There were two distinct groups in the church. One sat one side, and one sat the other side and the atmosphere could be a bit frosty. When I commented on this I was told “they are Wesleyan and we are Primitive!” Methodist union was in 1932, the Primitive chapel round the corner had closed in 1951 and this was 1997! 


How do we come together? I’ve seen a shift,and I hope this is true for your context here that we are thinking less about where we are different and we are thinking about what we agree on and what we can do together. I’m seeing groups of Christians praying together, worshipping together, doing mission together and making friends.

 

Imagine you were around in the fourth century and you were invited to meet with other Christians to discuss matters of faith and doctrine. You are invited to a gathering with others from all over the world to thrash out what you believe. This is the 1700th anniversary of the Council of Nicaea in 325 which gathered at the invitation of the Emperor Constantine Christian communities from around the world there to strengthen their relationships as the Church of Jesus Christ. 


The first Ecumenical Council in 325 was a gathering of Christian bishops in Nicaea, now Iznik in present-day Turkey, as the first attempt to reach consensus in the church through an assembly representing all of Christendom, and to affirm the Christian faith in the triune God.


In Nicaea, Christians who only recently had been persecuted in the Roman Empire were able to gather under the patronage of the Emperor to affirm their faith and witness to the society around them.


Then, as now, the call to unity was heard within the context of a troubled, unequal, and divided world.


As I’ve said already, we easily focus on what divides us, we should concentrate more on what we agree on, and it is our common life in Christ and our belief in a God revealed as Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Creator, Redeemer and Sustainer. That call to unity is as urgent as it was 1700 years ago as we live in an equally troubled, unequal and divided world today. I find it mind blowing that we’ve been saying words we agree on since the fourth century as the Nicene Creed was the result of our forebears discussion and another council in Constantinople in 381. 


All sides stayed at Nicaea for two months, through May into June. In our frenetic lives, we rarely give each other the space we need to listen and understand each other …And then discover after we’ve shared time together really listening to each other a new trust and a commitment to work together. 


So around our county we are beginning to see Christians making covenants to walk together, we are beginning to see deeper trust between clergy and rules long held being bent to enable better sharing of resources and we are beginning to see Anglican priests serving as Methodist ministers. Go to Helmsley and talk to Melanie the vicar. It’s exciting! 

 

Jesus told Martha in John 11 he was the resurrection and the life. He’d come to bring life to her grief by raising her brother and his friend to life. He asks her if she believes. In the end authentic Christian presence in your town will not be judged by how you do things in your separate churches although it’s good we have different ways of worship and spirituality as we can learn from each other, it will be how we are judged on what we believe and whether we can share it. Later in our service we will say the Nicene Creed and as we say it we celebrate our partnership in the Gospel, our common life in Christ and our responsibility to be the Church in Bedale today and tomorrow. 

 

A man arrives at the gates of heaven. St. Peter asks, “Religion?”

The man says, “Baptist.”

St. Peter looks down his list and says, “Go to Room 24, but be very quiet as you pass Room 8.”

Another man arrives at the gates of heaven. “Religion?”

“Lutheran.”

“Go to Room 18, but be very quiet as you pass Room 8.”

A third man arrives at the gates. “Religion?”

“Presbyterian.”

“Go to Room 11, but be very quiet as you pass Room 8.”

The man says, “I can understand there being different rooms for different denominations, but why must I be quiet when I pass Room 8?”

St. Peter tells him, “Well, the Methodists are in Room 8, and they think they’re the only ones here.”

 

To give a different Methodist view we’d better throw in some John WesleyJohn Wesley described religious liberty as the “liberty to choose one’s own religion, to worship God according to one’s own conscience.” He insisted that every person living had a right to do this. Wesley’s essay, The Character of a Methodist, says this “from real Christians of whatsoever denomination they be, we earnestly desire not to be distinguished at all.  Dost thou love and serve God? It is enough. I give the right hand of fellowship.” In his sermon on the Catholic spirit he wrote “if your heart is right with my heart, give me your hand.” 




So where are you as churches here? Let me tell you a final story. I had a little chapel in Somerby in Leicestershire. A Friday fellowship met which had Anglican and Methodists in it. The Anglican Church was freezing and our multi purpose refurbished chapel was warm. They would have tea at the end of the meeting and they’d always had two trifles, one they’d call church trifle and the other chapel trifle. Of course Methodists were meant to eat the chapel trifle because church trifle had quite a lot of sherry in it, about half a bottle. What happened? The Methodists wanted to try something out of their comfort zone and they found what the other church offered inviting and lovely. 



Friends, this isn’t 325, it is 2025. Do you need an ecumenical council? What do you believe? Jesus offers your churches life, a journey out of a tomb, a creed and a future. “The unity of the Church” wrote William Temple, “is a perpetual fact; our task is to not to create it but exhibit it.” 

Do you believe this?