Holocaust Memorial Day

Today is Holocaust Memorial Day. I simply, thinking about injustice and today's genocide and putting down of others, share some words I find powerful, and I pray I might have the courage where things are so wrong, even locally, to speak up and speak out. We pray for a world where no one lords it over another and destroys them because of difference.

Pastor Martin Niemoller was an ardent nationalist and prominent Protestant pastor who emerged as an outspoken public foe of Adolf Hitler and spent the last 7 years of Nazi rule in concentration camps.
Niemöller is perhaps best remembered for the quotation:
First they came for the Socialists, and I did not speak out --
Because I was not a Socialist.
Then they came for the Trade Unionists, and I did not speak out --
Because I was not a Trade Unionist.
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out --
Because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for me -- and there was no one left to speak for me.

Here Lord is my life

I have just finished my sermon for my second Covenant Service tomorrow morning. We will be thinking together about Jesus' invitation to "come and see" in John chapter 1, and our response to that invitation.
In recent days I have really noticed, in my slow return to work responsibilities, that so much can detract people from the actual invitation of Jesus to come to him. So often, the institution of church gets in the way. We have to spend so much energy on raising money to keep the church going; we fret where things are done a little differently to the script we cherish and find safety in; we find church tough because there are less of us, so sometimes we turn on one another and relationships become difficult. And yet, the church is built on faith, not rules, not numbers on seats, not how busy the building is and how much money we are bringing in. Jesus says to Peter at that moment when he shares his views on who he has been following, "on this rock, I will build my church" - a rock of faith, not a book of routine, rules or stress!

Tomorrow morning, I am taking two services for the first time since my return and will give communion to people for the first time since September. I have missed giving the people in my pastoral care communion. I believe it is the greatest privilege of ministry. As people come to the altar, Jesus allows them to remember his invitation, to start again, to find the reality of a new covenant, to go into the world renewed and wanting to do things differently - at least that's what he hopes will happen in people, I think!

I am using two readings which I share here. Today is the birthday of Albert Schweitzer, born in 1865, a missionary who set up a hospital and leper colony for the very poor in Africa and who won the Nobel Peace Prize in 1952. I found a little prayer of his which is powerful:
"Here, Lord is my life. I place it on the altar today. Use my life as you will."

As we come to the altar, the table, we come to see again the grace of God and his love for us, despite who we are. We offer this God our lives and try to be better people as we receive of him. We come and see, and then we go and live.

I find strength in knowing I can always have this new start. I need to know I can receive this strength for life daily, especially when dealing with some things the church does when it gets sidetracked from the invitation!
We are also sharing these words tomorrow. In our new Methodist hymn collection "Singing the Faith" there is included this hymn by the New Zealand hymn writer, Shirley Murray. These words remind me of the quality of the invitation and the challenge of our response being worth something in return:

Because you came and sat beside us,
Because you came and heard us speak,
And we ignored you and we refused you,
We ask forgiveness, Jesus Christ.

Because you laughed and loved the child-like,
Because you lived from day to day,
And we love status and steady money,
We ask forgiveness, Jesus Christ.

Because our peace was your agenda,
Because you wept to see us war,
And we love power, and winning battles,
We ask forgiveness, Jesus Christ.

Because your cross compels an answer,
Because your love absorbs our sin,
And we are wounded because we wound you,
We ask forgiveness, Jesus Christ.

Because you came on Easter morning,
Because you come at Pentecost,
And in the Spirit, we are forgiven,
We live to praise you, Lord Jesus Christ!      

Going round and round?

I have been sitting thinking about what to say to a congregation I haven't been in touch with for nearly four months and I only have seven months left with. The annual Methodist Covenant service is a good opportunity to remind people about direction and opportunities. I was reminded of passing this roundabout the other week in Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, known locally as the "magic roundabout" - I used to dread driving lessons which included it. The initial reaction facing something like this is to panic, to think I can’t keep travelling and want to get out, because the journey is too complicated. But if you look at it differently and think it is only several little roundabouts in a row, you can tackle it. If you say, I am in control, and I can cope with the obstacles and the traffic coming at me in all directions, I can tackle it. I have the resources. I am in control.

There are people who face 2012 with great uncertainty, going round and round without confidence in their own resources. Our local Rector in his letter in the Parish magazine said one parishioner said he would rather not think about it when asked about hopes for a New Year. There are people worried about money, job security, health, relationships and we seem to have begun 2012 with a lot of stabbings and killings for no explicable reason. 

How do we help people find direction rather than go round and round in a circle of panic? Perhaps we need to begin to face up to our task to simply care for people and help them on the road. 

Surely we are to care, and be there for others. We are to care for one another, to help one another find direction, to be there pastorally when life is like a confusing roundabout and we don’t know what to do.

I like this prayer written by the current Methodist Vice President, Ruth Pickles, on Day 1 in the current Methodist prayer book, inspired by Hebrews 12: 12:

Gracious God, through your Son, you call us to walk in your way of service and sacrifice. We don't expect it to be an easy way; we know we will get tired, sometimes lost and disillusioned. But you promise always to be with us: strengthening, guiding, uplifting. Help us to trust always in your promises, that we may walk with determination, faith, courage and joy until we find our rest in you. Amen.  

                                                                                                          

What I want for Christmas...

I committed a dreadful sin yesterday. I went shopping on a Sunday afternoon! The shop I was in was heaving with people grabbing and shoving, and even the attitude of the young boy behind the till left a lot to be desired: "£15.99, Grandad," he said to me!! There was very much there a scene of  what I want, over respect for others in that space, and I am glad to not have to go in another shop again before Christmas Day.

I read in the Metro the other day about a teenage girl who has written to Father Christmas telling Santa he will be killed if she doesn't get at least two things from her long list of gifts, which includes a Blackberry smartphone and "the real life Justin Bieber." "Two of these or you die," she has written. The story gets worse...

Her mother has found the letter in her school bag, and she says this:
"When I first found the letter, I thought it was funny. Now I think I'd better get her what she wants. The last thing I want is for her to kill Santa."
And the girl says (this is even worse!):
"I don't really believe in Santa any more, but I was angry because I thought I wasn't going to get all the presents I wanted this year. I want all of these things and I don't see why I shouldn't have them."

Lord, have mercy.

I become more concerned that we are living in an age where if we don't get what we want, then we will make threats, even more worrying than this girl has done, I guess to her parents, rather than a Santa she no longer believes in. "I know what I want, how I like things done, I want my views heard, I am important."

Perhaps that's why the incarnate God was rejected in the Christmas narrative we shall hear this week. People had a list of demands of how God would come on earth and when he came into dirt and mess and outside of respectability, they began a process of trying to destroy him. People are still doing that this very day through lack of vision, lack of respect for others in community, lack of openness to the Gospel basics, lack of being receptive to surprise. I have had a year where in many ways I haven't got what I wanted. There are things that have happened to me I didn't want or need. I am still learning why some things have been as they have been. An Anglican friend wrote to me this morning quoting the Methodist Covenant prayer about being "laid aside" and I have had to face that, however uncomfortable it has been to not do, and not know what is happening beyond my illness and my home life and the lives of my friends. But if we always got what we wanted, we would be so unattractive and selfish, wouldn't we? Doesn't life teach us some hard lessons sometimes? God in his love for us is patient and all embracing, but he doesn't always give us our shopping list of demands. He gives us what is best, even if we don't see it at the time.

I contrasted our spoilt teenage girl with two children last night at a service of lessons and carols I went to in the Anglican church at Steyning. They ran up and down the transcepts, clearly annoying some people, but I watched their faces. They were excited, there were new things to explore, and they were there with wide eyed wonder at what was around us. They were exploring new possibilities and it was fun.

The picture in this post is of a recently dedicated stained glass window in the Methodist Church in Pett, East Sussex, where I shall be the minister from next September. I love this window and told them so when I visited them last month to look round. The colour and brightness of God can transform the darkness of the world, however bad, in God's time. I guess then there are two responses we can make: petulance and sulking when we don't get what we want, or openness to something unexpected.

So today, I am open to surprises. I don't want to be like that teenager, I don't want to be so boring I am not open to new ways of being shown God's purposes. Our Christian belief is that God is always making things new, not the same. There are always new things to look for, new things to learn, things not on our list, that will be better than what we think we want or need. (Although Bruce Forsyth's CD "These are my favourites" might be nice, Santa!)
  

Good on Little Mix

I am an avid X Factor watcher, and even watched Pop Idol its predecessor, and I will admit to owning a Michelle McManus CD! (It is good, actually!)
I am glad Little Mix won last night. Why? Not because I will go out and buy their album, but because they seem to be nice, ordinary, down to earth people. Sometimes nice, ordinary, down to earth people need a break, and I wish them well, and hope they don't change. I know one of them was bullied at school, and another of them has had some horrendous things written about their weight. Why can't we accept people as we are? So, good luck girls. (I am still more likely to buy an Amelia Lily album, though!)    

Called to have your head on a plate?

We have bought ourselves an Advent wreath with candles in it and later will light three candles. Traditionally, we remember John the Baptist on the third Sunday in Advent, preparing the way of the Lord.

It gets me thinking about how in life there are people who see a situation and have, through a deep conviction about change, or seeing a great injustice, to stir things up. This often leads to hostility, pain and ostracism.
Often, people in this sort of ministry do not see the end result, but without their outspokenness, their courage, their integrity, the cause they are fighting for would have died. They aren't popular at the time, but perhaps later people see why what needed saying or doing was necessary.

So today I am remembering people who are having a hard time convincing others of the need to change; of those who are struggling personally because people are not prepared to listen to them; of those who are called to prepare but not see (I often think of Moses who spent years preparing a people for good things, journeying with them through the desert, getting a lot of grief, and then he does not see the good things himself, but Joshua after him does. I wonder if he called God unfair?)

And, I am also remembering the Salomes in the world, who want nothing better than see a perceived troublemaker brought down, their head on a plate for their pleasure. There are people who don't like being told what to do. "What do you mean I need to repent? I am the pillar of my church."

Sometimes we forget the hard toil of making things better for people, and sometimes we excuse the behaviour of those who will do anything to stop that process.

Later, we will light the third candle to remember the messengers of hope and life and the reaction of those who hear such messages. Here is the prayer from the Iona collection Candles and Conifers for today:

"We light this candle for all God's messengers preparing the way for change, signs pointing to a new age to come. God, as we wait for your promise, give light, give hope."
(Prayer by Jan Berry)

What is the point of Christmas?

I am pondering this question today. What does Christmas mean when you don't go to church or have any contact with the "Christian Christmas"? What does Christmas mean in a time of austerity? Is it a time of pressure where people feel they have to buy someone else's love through the pressure of the season? The more you spend, the happier you will be...?

This year, I am not "doing church" at all, for the first time in my life, during Advent and Christmas, although I might have to find a Midnight Communion on Christmas Eve. Christmas Day will be just a normal day for us, really. What is it all about? What is it all about for people with no faith, who seem to get so stressed for just one day and after the day feel really miserable and deflated? Why do we put so much into one day?

For me, I guess Christmas is a reminder of several important things. Perhaps when we easily forget the basics of God's way, we need reminders in our calendar.

1. That God loves me just as I am (so I should beat myself up less when I am not what others expect thinking there is lots wrong with me.) The story is a reminder of exactly where God comes, into ordinary life.

2. If this is so, then we need to remember what Christianity is. It is relational, above all else. Jesus is a sign that there is nowhere God is not, and our responsibility as Christians is to be God's people in difficult places and not hide away in the comfort of cosy ritual and undemanding platitudes. Someone passed me a quote from Eugene Peterson the other day, in which he suggests we need more chaplains today than leaders. Christmas is a reminder of incarnation - that God comes alongside people, in the mess and confusion of life. People need to know they matter, much more than they need expensive presents we cannot really afford.

3. Perhaps this season reminds me that we need to value and respect other people far more than we do. I get frustrated with labels, people disregarded and devalued, a world where somehow some are better than others. The story of Christ's birth as described by the Gospel writers reminds me that God does not come to a church building or where we expect, he comes where people are too important to enter. We can see God's face in whoever we meet, and if we believed that, then life would be different.

I am not sure I have answered my questions. I remain fascinated why people get so stressed about this period of the year, even in churches! I wonder what God makes of it all?