Reflection on ‘Winning’ for Holy Week: Wednesday 27th March 2024

Given at Christ Church, Bulkington

Romans 8. 31-39

A mosaic of a Roman soldier, carrying a cross over his shoulder, and a book that says "I am the way, the truth, and the life" in Latin.

A mosaic of Christ victorious, holding a book that says “I am the way, the truth, and the life” in Latin. From the Archbishops’ Chapel in Ravenna. Date, c. 425.

More than conquerors? What does it mean to win at life? Surrounded as we are by advertising, we are constantly bombarded with images and words aimed at convincing us that we can be winners if only we have a new kitchen, a new phone, or a successful fifty quid flutter on the Grand National. This taps into an instinct that most of us seem to have that success comes from imitating the things we associate with people who are obviously more ‘successful’ than us.

Sky – the Sky of the TV channels and the broadband – spends about a quarter of a billion pounds every year on advertising in the UK. They would not do so if it were not effective. Yet, we and they know that faster broadband is nice but hardly ‘winning at life’. True victory must lie somewhere else.

Two English authors, born two generations apart, contrasted their own lives, ones of literary and financial success with those of student friends at Oxford who had gone on to be ordained.

In his autobiographical prose poem, ‘Summoned by Bells’, Sir John Betjeman, wrote of fellow students who worshipped at Pusey House, who, he felt who had truly lived out the faith they shared:

Friends of those days, now patient parish priests,
By worldly standards you have not ‘got on’
Who knelt with me as Oxford sunlight streamed
On some colonial bishop’s broidery cope.

Writing in the early years of this century, the author A N Wilson, who attended the same theological college as I, but did not go on to be ordained, wrote of meeting one of his colleagues many years later at a book reading in a Northern town. By then, Wilson was a prosperous and prominent figure, while his former colleague, who had been a handsome, rather camp, young man rejoicing in the nickname ‘Plum Tart’ had given decades of unselfish service in working-class parishes for a modest financial reward.

Then in the throes of an atheism which would be followed by a more recent return to the Church, Wilson wrote:

“When…I had parted from Plum Tart, I went out, and like Peter in the Gospels, I wept bitterly.

“My life had been supposedly a success. I had written books, and newspaper articles. I had made, by the standards of an Anglican clergyman, lots of money. … I wept after meeting Plum Tart, because I thought, and think, that his life has been so much more useful, so much better in every way than my own.”

In my experience, those who have succeeded in material terms are sometimes happy, and sometimes not. They can avoid, of course, many of the problems that make poorer people unhappy, but they can’t really influence the world much more than the rest of us, and at best all their wealth might add a year or two to their lives.

For us as Christians to win is to pattern our lives on Christ’s, as best we can given our temperaments and limitations, something that we know will not be a matter of single moment of conversion, but a lifetime’s journey of ups and downs, some dramatic moves forward but also backward steps.

Jesus didn’t promise to make us good, but to forgive us our sins. Nor did He promise that we would always be successful or comfortable, but to be with us in our darkest moments—which He knows all about, not least from the Cross.

From tomorrow, the intensity of Holy Week picks up a little. May you be able to journey with Christ to the Cross, and then through it to the Resurrection that through the Cross, he opened up to you and to all humanity. The Resurrection is the true victory, for us here and for everyone alive. Amen.

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Reflection on ‘New Life’ for Holy Week: Tuesday 26th March 2024

Given at Christ Church, Worton

Romans 6. 3-11

Some gravestones in a churchyard, covered in lichen, surrounded by daisies and violets.

Death and New Life on Good Friday in the churchyard of Holy Cross, Seend. © Gerry Lynch, 7 April 2023.

I have a short address which I give at every baptism, where I explain the symbolism for any attendees who may have had minimal contact with the Church. I always get a few raised eyebrows when I explain that baptism is a symbolic drowning—a dying to sin, followed by a rising to new life. This is something particularly obvious in the case of a total immersion baptism, but it is implicit in a sprinkling as well.

In tonight’s reading, St Paul is quite explicit that in baptism, we share in Christ’s death—and it’s because we share in Christ’s death, that we are able to share in His Resurrection.

This works on two levels: baptism marks our symbolic rebirth as a Christian in this life, called to live differently from then on. On another level, Baptism is a sacrament, an outward and visible sign of what God is doing for us inwardly and spiritually through Grace. So no mere matter of symbolism, but an actual washing away of our sins that fits us for eternal life.

Baptism is thus both a new beginning to our earthly lives and the beginning of our journey towards our eternal lives.

It would be nice to think that we only needed one new beginning. But, that’s not how life works. There is the natural and healthy need for new beginnings when a particular phase of our life has run its natural course. But also, we can’t escape our tendency to commit sins. This is why there is space for us to confess our sins privately to God at the start of every Communion service, and for the priest to pronounce God’s absolution of those sins. Every time we come to a service of Holy Communion, we have the opportunity of a new beginning—if we take the time to examine our consciences and bring our sins sincerely to God in our hearts. God’s Grace is as abundant as we need it to be.

Like Baptism, Resurrection works on two levels. It is something we should be experiencing continually throughout our lives as Christians, and it is something we look forward to in the life to come. Indeed, new life after death is written into the very fabric of the universe – that is something very obvious in a climate like ours at this time of year. But also, look at how new stars are born from the remains of exploded stars; look also at how the elements that make up our human bodies are only created in the depths of stars, and scattered through the universe when they explode as supernovas.

The hoary old argument about whether Christ’s Resurrection was ‘physical’ or ‘spiritual’ misses the point: it was both. Our spirituality and physicality aren’t things we can simply decouple from one another. They are both essential parts of who we are, and so it will remain in the life to come. We tend to assume that Resurrection means the loss of our bodies. But the Gospel Resurrection accounts depict Christ’s body clearly changed profoundly in nature, but also visibly carrying the wounds from the Crucifixion.

Of course, when we die, much dies with us. Remember, as in the Parable of the Wheat and the Weeds, there are good and wicked things growing in our souls. Some of what will die, inevitably, will be good things that have run their natural course; but much will also die that hinders us from entering eternal life. The process of killing these hindrances first began at our baptism. May we have the Grace to follow that process through to our rebirth in God’s eternal presence. Amen.

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Reflection on ‘Suffering’ for Holy Week: Monday 25th March 2024

Given at St Mary’s, Potterne

Romans 8. 18-25

A painting of a greatly distorted image of a human face in fleshy colours, staring at the observer.

Francis Bacon, Self-Portrait (1969). Sold at auction last year for US$34.6 million.

Most of us stoically accept our own suffering as part of life. It’s usually the suffering of those we love that makes us angry, and which can lead us to be very angry at God.

Most of us ask God why we were made in a way that leaves us subject to suffering. There are good answers to that question, but at our darkest moments they can all sound a little trite.

I can’t justify the existence suffering because on the basis of it being character forming or even redemptive. I mean, it can be, but equally it can be very embittering. There is a bad history of this idea being used to justify all sorts of needless or preventable cruelties: surely God can do better than that? And those arguing God’s case must do better!

For me, it has always been convincing, although uncomfortable, that we can’t have a universe without suffering unless God has us on remote controls, like robots. We’ve all met earthly fathers who dominate and control their children to ensure they’re always ‘well behaved’; they aren’t people we admire or aspire to being. Heaven forfend that we should worship a God that was like one of these hard cases for social services. So, our heavenly Father gives us freedom to make our own mistakes and to work our own wonders, and He gives that freedom to the whole of His creation—including, strange as it sounds, viruses and bacteria, and the rocks and tectonic plates that make up the Earth, and other seemingly insentient causes of human suffering.

None of that necessarily helps when we’re watching the suffering of innocents on our screens, or seeing someone we love racked with cancer, or addiction, or collapsed mental health. But it does make clear that to imagine a world without suffering is to imagine a world that is one of two things—either frightening and inhuman, or else where reality is fundamentally different what we know. Perhaps to imagine a world without suffering is to imagine heaven.

St Paul has a few interesting thoughts on this subject in tonight’s reading. Again, they can sound trite if they catch us at the wrong moment, but to give Paul his due, he wrote them as someone who endured a lot of suffering himself.

Keep that in mind when you hear him say “the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing to the glory about to be revealed to us”— heaven is something that is so much more significant than the sufferings of our lives that we can’t even meaningfully compare them.

In that light, here’s another interesting phrase—creation is in “bondage to decay”; this is one of those places where you realise ancient thinkers had many intuitions that would much later be confirmed by science. Some of you will have learned Second Law of Thermodynamics in school. Entropy is a fundamental law of the universe; every material thing, certainly including our bodies, will eventually decay. Even the atoms that make up matter will do so, on a long enough timescale.

So here’s another interesting phrase from St Paul to leave you with—He says that we await “the redemption of our bodies”. We so often think that eternal life is about the abandonment of our bodies. Yet, remember that after the Resurrection, while Christ clearly had different physical properties from those of a mortal human, He also still displayed His wounds. So our bodies will in some sense remain with us in heaven where, a place into which, as St Paul reminds us, the whole of creation groans to be reborn.

If we were capable of understanding what exactly that meant, it wouldn’t be worth believing in. Amen.

Top image—Francis Bacon, Three Studies for a Crucifixion (1962). Hangs in the Guggenheim, New York.

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Making it in the World to Come: Sermon Preached on 24th March 2024 (Palm Sunday)

Preached at St Peter’s, Poulshot, Holy Cross, Seend, and Christ Church, Bulkington

Philippians 2. 5-11; Mark 11. 1-11

“he humbled himself and became obedient to the point of death—even death on a cross.”

If you want to make something of yourself, you’ve got to get out there and sell yourself. The modern world is no place for humility, especially with the job market being the way it is. Pay close attention to your image, not only in the physical world, but especially on social media. To build your profile there, never forget that outrage sells and angry people click.

In the style of Giotto, Jesus riding on a donkey gives blessings to some passersby, some of whom have a halo and some of whom don't.

Giotto, The Entry into Jerusalem (1305). In the Scrovegni Chapel, Padua, Italy.

That’s a reasonable summary of the sort of advice that might be given, in an entirely well-meaning way, to an ambitious young person trying to make it big in a bad old world.

Now, we all know that St Paul has the reputation of being a real old curmudgeon, with views completely incompatible with the modern world. That is clearer nowhere than in this morning’s Epistle reading, when he writes:

“Let the same mind be in you that was in Christ Jesus, who … emptied himself … humbled himself and became the obedient to the point of death—even death on a cross.”

Holy week turns the values of the 21st Century West upside down. Then again, it also turned the values of the Roman Empire upside down, and it turned the values of Second Temple Judaism upside down. Our Western obsession with self-fulfilment dies on the Cross, just like the Romans’ obsession with power, and the Jewish leadership’s obsession with piety.

And within Holy Week, if there is one story that really speaks to our own times, to the manias and failings of the 2020s, it is that of Palm Sunday. At its core, Palm Sunday is a story about the fickleness of celebrity.

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Sin and Grace: Sermon Preached on 17th March 2024 (Passion Sunday)

Preached at St Michael and All Angels’, Urchfont (at the Devizes Deanery Choral Evensong)

Exodus 7. 8-24; Romans 5. 12-21

“…where sin abounded, grace did much more abound…”

When we hear the strange story of Moses and Aaron confronting the Pharaoh, with sticks that turn into snakes and rivers turning into blood, its remoteness to our own world can make us dismiss its enduring relevance and power. For not only is the story set more than three thousand years ago, but it is told with a powerful dose of magical realism.

A lithograph in Marc Chagall's classic brightly coloured, abstract, modernist style of Moses and Aaron appearing before Pharaoh on his throne surrounded by courtiers.

Marc Chagall’s Moses and Aaron with Pharaoh, from his 1966 portfolio “The Story of Exodus”—a time when this story resonated powerfully with the secular public, especially thanks to the African-American civil rights movement.

Look beyond the unfamiliar setting, however, and it could be a story from 2024. A persecuted minority protests to the authorities, and when that fails, they turn first to a demonstration of people power, and then an escalating campaign of civil disobedience, leading to non-violent direct action and then intentional property damage.

Pharaoh is also like many a hard-hearted ruler in today’s world, unable to read the signs of the times and all too quick to renege on promises of reform. He overestimates his own strength and underestimates the damage his opponents can cause him. In tonight’s reading, the campaign of the Hebrew people against Pharaoh’s persecution is still in its earliest phases. Everything will get much worse—but it will end in liberation for the good guys.

It would be nice if we could say that they all lived happily ever after. But the problem with stories like this is that yesterday’s freedom fighters almost inevitably turn into tomorrow’s oppressors. When they arrived in the Promised Land, the descendants of Moses and Aaron weren’t too worried about the rights and freedoms of the people already there.

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Death and Our Troubled Times: Sermon Preached on 17th March 2024 (Passion Sunday)

Preached at Holy Cross, Seend and St Peter’s, Poulshot

Hebrews 5. 5-10; John 20. 20-33

“Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.”

Our Gospel reading this morning starts with one of those scenes in John that feels like it has been written in an intentionally surrealist way. It is set in Jerusalem, a few days before the Passover. The Passover was and remains one of the great Holy Days of the Jewish year. It is a celebration of liberation from slavery, of new life after a living death, that a long time ago was wrapped around an even more ancient festival celebrating the biological new life of springtime. This wasn’t any old Passover, either, but the one that would mark the end of Jesus Christ’s earthly life. During the build up to it, some Greeks come up to Philip, and say to him, “Sir, we would see Jesus.” He and Andrew go together to see Jesus.

A close up of many grains of wheat, perhaps around a hundred.

But we never get to find out if the Greeks ever saw Jesus. Like characters in a David Lynch TV show, they now vanish from the story, never to reappear. Instead, Jesus gives Andrew and Philip a cryptic response, “Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.”

To make sense of all this, we need to remember what is unique about the Holy Week timetable in John’s Gospel. Does anyone know? Unlike the Synoptic Gospels, John shifts the day of Jesus’ crucifixion to Thursday. So Jesus becomes the Passover Lamb, the animal sacrificed by Jews, to this very day, to celebrate the deliverance of their ancestors from slavery in Egypt: Jesus too be sacrificed to deliver people from slavery—from the slavery of sin. More than that, in going into the ground he will bear fruit not only for the Jews, but for the whole world, and these mysterious vanishing Greeks symbolise that in Christ, delivery from bondage will now be opened to the whole human race.

This is why the people who set our readings paired this passage of John with this morning’s other reading, from the Epistle to the Hebrews. Not only is Jesus the Passover Lamb for the whole human race, but he is a great High Priest “according to the order of Melchizedek”, in other words a priest just like the Kohenites who were the only people permitted to perform the animal sacrifices in the Temple. These sacrifices were made for a variety of purposes, but some of them were offered in expiation for sin. It is not animal sacrifices in the Temple, however, that Christ the great High Priest offers, but Himself sacrificed on the Cross. And unlike the animal sacrifices which need to be continually repeated, Christ’s sacrifice of Himself is enough for the sins of the whole world forever.

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Church Times: Prayer Book can bridge class divides

Thanks to the Church Times for publishing, in what would normally be Angela Tilby’s diary slot, my little meditation on the Cranmer Awards finals, the Book of Common Prayer, social class, and (while we’re at it) Islam.

Two young men smiling, one in a leather jacket, the other in a bow-tie.

Charlie Mutton on the left with the Diocese of Salisbury’s other Cranmer Awards senior finalist, Rueben Fisher from Dauntsey’s School.

“The Prayer Book’s language conjures a beauty that touches the heart, and yet still feeds the intellect. We are fools if we neglect its enduring power to nourish Christians in their earthly pilgrimage.”

Click through to read the whole thing. (Five articles on the Church Times website per month are free with no need for registration.

It was written as a celebration, in part, of the senior title in this year’s Cranmer Awards coming back to the Diocese of Salisbury thanks to Charlie Mutton from Poole. We also managed a second place in the Junior Section thanks to Sherborne’s Cosmo Mills (a potential future winner), and I was also very proud of our Junior and Senior entrants from this end of the Diocese, Izabela Sullivan and Rueben Fisher from Dauntsey’s School.

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Motherhood and Apple Pie: Sermon Preached on 10th March 2024 (Mothering Sunday)

Preached at St Mary’s, Potterne

Colossians 3. 12-17; John 19. 25-27

“…he said to his mother, ‘Woman, here is your son.’”

A mother helps her young daughter to make apple pie.

Who could argue with the idea of motherhood and apple pie? Well, most of us.

“Motherhood and apple pie!”—Who could argue against motherhood and apple pie? The Cambridge Learners’ Dictionary tells me that this is a phrase we have imported from North American English, and is “used to represent an idea of perfect home life and comfort.” All those of you in the congregation who are mothers can confirm, that’s what motherhood is, isn’t it?—Perfect home life and comfort!

Or maybe not.

Our Gospel reading for Mothering Sunday is not, thankfully, some sanitised, cartoonish, version of what motherhood is about. This is motherhood at its rawest—Mary watches Christ, even speaks with Christ, as He is put to death. The trauma from experiencing the death of a child, including an adult child, is perhaps greater than that of any other type of bereavement. One can scarcely imagine what it feels like to witness it at first hand, in these circumstances. As some of you know, my sister died when we were both children, and I know only too well how devastating the death of a child is to a mother – and to a father. Yet, look at the memorial tablets on the walls of our parish churches and it is obvious this was a distressingly frequent event until the last hundred years or so—and it was frequent even for the well-off. Such is the human condition.

To love is to open yourself to hurt. To bear children is to open yourself to being hurt, through the hurts they themselves live through, and sometimes even directly by them. So God too, in creating humanity in His image and thus granting us free will, opened Himself to being hurt by the life He had given birth to.

And here is the unique thing about the Christian understanding of God: Jesus Christ was God made one of us, and in that He exposed Himself to one of the worst fates the world can inflict on anyone—a brutal, humiliating, public, death, in front of his mother.

Motherhood as a perfect home life and comfort? If, only.

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We Preach Christ Crucified: Sermon Preached on 3rd March 2024 (Third Sunday in Lent)

Preached at Christ Church, Worton and Holy Cross, Seend

1 Corinthians 1. 18-25; John 2. 13-22

“For Jews demand signs, and Greeks desire wisdom, but we preach Christ crucified.”

I wonder if any of you have heard of the Bethel Bible Church of Redding, California? With 11,000 members, it is one of America’s biggest churches, in a little city smaller than Bath. With a firm faith in the power of God to work miracles, the Church is perhaps most famous for the “glory cloud” that sometimes appears at its services. This takes the form of a fog of golden dust that falls gently from the roof of its huge auditorium. Some scoff at the idea that this could be a miracle—but I think that it’s a real miracle that people haul all those heavy bags of glitter to the top of a huge building. I do envy the pastor there in some ways—it must make it easier to get people to pay the parish share when you can make godly glitter rain from the roof every time finances are a bit tight.

Matthias Grünewald's gruesome 1515 Crucifixion. Christ, visibly covered in cuts and wounds, is surrounded by St John, Mary, and Mary Magdalene with looks of horror on their faces while the Roman Centurion looks on with something more like awe.

Matthias Grünewald, Crufixion (ca. 1515), now hangs in the Kunstmuseum Basel

St Paul writes in today’s Epistle that, “Jews demand signs, and Greeks desire wisdom, but we preach Christ crucified.” Today’s world is not so different from St Paul’s. It’s easy to scoff at Bethel Bible Church’s glory cloud but the world still wants the Church to prove itself by signs, and in our materialistic age that means to demonstrate its value in practical terms; people are often a bit suspicious of it, so they also demand that the Church prove itselves in alignment with the received wisdom of our own times. The Church is defensive and tetchy, as declining organisms often are, so while it usually happy to broadcast its good works, like a secular charity would, it gets a bit tetchy when its wisdom doesn’t align with the currently received wisdom, like a secular politician would. The Church is also very vain about being wise, even though it often conducts its internal affairs in a very unwise way.

Now wisdom is a funny thing. Like “beauty” it is usually a good thing, sometimes a divine thing, but it also has a second edge to it, a negative one when people get so wrapped up in wisdom that they ignore what’s right in front of them.

In that light, we need to ask if Jesus was, in fact, wise? Today’s Gospel reading is the very first act of Jesus’ public ministry as St John records it. In it, he goes off to Jerusalem, where His Galilean accent will stand out like a sore thumb, waltzes into the Temple, the epicentre of not just religious authority but local Jewish political power, overturns the money-changers’ tables, then chases them out with a whip. And why did he do that? So he could fulfil an ancient prophecy that He was the Messiah. I don’t know about you, but that doesn’t sound “wise” to me, but a bit nuts.

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Losing Your Life: Sermon Preached on 25th February 2024 (Second Sunday in Lent)

Do you want to have a happy, successful, prosperous life? I certainly do. I don’t want to suffer, or be picked on, still less persecuted, and I certainly don’t want to lose my life—at least not until I’ve had my fair share of the good times.

Ilya Repin's brightly coloured "Get Thee Behind Me Satan" of 1860, with Jesus in gold next to a disfigured, red and black Devil, in front of a dark blue background.

Get Thee Behind Me Satan, by Ilya Repin, ca. 1860. Rostov Regional Museum of Fine Arts, Rostov-on-Don.

Poor Peter always gets a hard time for provoking Jesus into saying, “Get behind me, Satan!” But he’s only reacting like any of us would do if were told by our best pal that we would have to suffer on their behalf. In fact, if we saw someone we knew being spoken to by their best friend in the way Jesus spoke to Peter, we’d probably tell them to get a new best friend—even more if we heard them being told something as weird as “those who want to save their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake…will save it.”

Christianity, my brothers and sisters, is a very, very, weird religion. We often miss that weirdness, because Christianity was the framework through which nearly everyone in this country viewed the world for more than fifty generations—an unimaginable stretch of time. Perhaps Christianity was preached more than it was practiced, but it guided people in how they should behave even if they didn’t always live up to it. Now that it is in retreat, the strangeness of Christianity is starting to become visible again.

We forget how much Christianity, as it rose, upended what had been the established norms of right and wrong, and in a good way. The Wiltshire-based historian of the ancient world, Tom Holland, came back to the Faith after having abandoned it as a young man once he understood how much it had subverted the dominant value systems of the Roman Empire, which were all about power and authority, often exerted with great cruelty. At the heart of the Christian story is Jesus Christ being executed in a particularly cruel way, despite having broken no laws, for reasons for political convenience. The Romans never missed an opportunity to remind the public of just how bloody and brutal they could be if they felt it necessary. This was a society that glorified cruelty as something that successful and honourable men did, not only out of necessity, but also for pleasure. Might is right and the devil take the hindmost—this was this value system that Christianity upended

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