Duty: Sermon Preached on 22nd December 2024 (Fourth Sunday of Advent)

Preached at Christ Church, Worton and Holy Cross, Seend

Hebrews 10. 5-10; Luke 1. 39-45

“See, God, I have come to do your will…”

The painting depicts an intimate scene of two women in a dimly lit room. The woman on the right, dressed in a blue garment with a white scarf, stands with her hands raised in a gesture that could suggest surprise or conversation. She faces another woman on the left, who is partially obscured by shadow and an archway, wearing a dark cloak and holding something in her hand. The table between them is set with a bowl of oranges, bread, and a small cup, suggesting a domestic setting. The interplay of light and shadow creates a warm, almost ethereal atmosphere, highlighting the emotional connection between the figures. The overall mood is one of quiet interaction, perhaps of sharing or contemplation.

Henry Ossawa Tanner, The Visitation (1910), hangs in the Kalamazoo Institute of Art.

I never expect a bumper congregation on the Sunday before Christmas [it was a pleasant surprise to have an above-average congregation at both services I took!]. I always presume it will be composed largely of people who see going to church every Sunday as their duty. That’s OK, because I see going to church every Sunday as my duty too, and I did so long before I was ordained.

Duty is a very unfashionable idea, but it’s hard to see how any society can function without it. In a culture where people have a strong sense of duty, we are more likely to know how things will work and that they’ll work at all. We will be clearer on our own responsibilities and clearer about where to expect the assistance of others. Societies where people have a strong sense of duty tend to have higher levels of trust and stronger social bonds—and they have all the benefits that flow from these things.

In times of crisis, we all depend on people doing their duty even at great personal risk. We will all remember the situation we faced in March 2020, when we depended on doctors and nurses doing their duty even though we knew little about Covid and we also knew there was a great shortage of personal protective equipment. At the other end of Europe, Ukraine’s survival as a nation depends on people doing their duty, in terrible danger and in horrible mid-winter weather, in the trenches that run the length of 700-mile front line.

From the earliest days of the Church, Christians have considered it their duty to gather to worship together on the first day of the week, Sunday, because it was the day of Christ’s Resurrection. They often did so in the face of challenges much greater than needing an extra morning to finish the Christmas shopping. Even now, this very Sunday, in places like North Korea and Iran, Christians will gather to worship Jesus Christ at the risk of their liberty.

If we, with all our freedoms, attend church every Sunday and follow the Church’s year—even on the odd Sundays when attendance tends to be low—we don’t just fulfil a duty that’s relatively easy for most of us, but we follow church’s year in its fullness, giving us a richer picture of our Faith.

What makes the Fourth Sunday in Advent interesting is that there is perhaps no other point in the year when the Church’s rhythm is so out of kilter with that of wider society. Most people assume that Christmas really started ages ago—how many weeks ago did you have your first mince pie?—with a lot of people finishing work last Friday, even the Christmas party season is starting to wind down. There is only the final blow-out on Wednesday to look forward to and that’s Christmas for another year.

But in Church, Christmas hasn’t even started yet. We are still in the season of Advent, the great season of waiting; in Advent the Church’s worship takes place in the key that forms so much of our lives—waiting with longing for God to break into a troubled world and our often troubled lives. We wait still for God to make His presence felt in all its fullness even as the rest of the world assumes the party has long started, because we know that God is often at work precisely in the opposite direction to where people are looking, in ways that will surprise everyone when they eventually come to light, through people the world considers of little account.

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You Brood of Vipers!: Sermon Preached on 15th December 2024 (Third Sunday of Advent)

Preached at St Mary’s, Potterne

Philippians 4. 4-7; Luke 3. 7-18

“You brood of vipers! Who warned you to flee from the wrath to come?”

A scantily dressed man with a translucent shine around his head raises his right hand in the air as a group of women, men, and children gather round him with grim, sometimes excited, expressions of their faces.

Saint John the Baptist Preaching by Luca Giordano (1695). Hangs in the Los Angeles County Museum of Art.

Are you a viper? Have you, in the course of this year, exhibited any snake-like characteristics? You don’t have to answer that question out loud. But if the answer is yes, then you’re in the right place: because you need to repent, and church should be a place of repentance.

There is some contrast, isn’t there, between our two readings this morning. The crowds flock out through the Jerusalem Desert to be baptised by St John the Baptist, and he does the exact opposite of what a good PR man would tell someone to do today if they found themselves an accidental celebrity. The smart thing to do if you want to maximise your return on your fifteen minutes of fame is to make your biggest fans feel valued and loved in return for their loyalty—not to call them a den of snakes, and warn them that, “Even now, the axe is lying at the root of the trees”.

St Paul, in contrast, tells those reading his letter in the far off city of Philippi, “Do not worry about anything” for, “The Lord is near.” Rejoice therefore, he tells them, be full of peace and open gentleness.

Let me tease out this contrast between our two letters by repeating the question I started with: are you a viper?

If so, it’s time to repent.

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Requiem for a Dream

Also posted at Slugger O’Toole

European flag carpet, Gift from the Republic of Azerbaijan. World Forum for Democracy 2016, Strasbourg, France. © Northern Ireland Foundation

Today, the Netherlands reinstituted border checks with Germany and Belgium. The new policy, which will initially run for six months, aims “to combat migration and human-trafficking”. According to the EU, fourteen of the twenty-nine members of the Schengen passport-free travel area currently have some form of “temporary” border control; of these all but Malta’s relating to a major international conference feel at least semi-permanent, with Russian sabotage efforts and “risk of violent actions against Israeli citizens” cited by some countries along with irregular migration and organised crime.

This hits me particularly hard because of the ten summers in a row between the mid-1980s and mid-1990s I travelled by buses and ferries from Northern Ireland to Germany – in the early years to West Germany – via Belgium and the Netherlands to spend the summer with a German family. I remember the infrastructure on the Dutch-German border being dismantled in the early 1990s; most traffic was waved through before that, although a differently coloured passport could occasionally attract attention from a bored border guard. But on the Antwerp to Eindhoven motorway, even in the 1980s, I can only ever remember a few trucks being parked up in service areas waiting for a customs inspection. Otherwise there was nobody around to check passports and not even a little booth to house them. I had to Google when was the last time private citizens last faced checks on the Dutch-Belgian border; it turns out to be 1947!

Those of us who have believed in the vision of a united Europe and saw it start to blossom in our lifetimes are watching our dream dying. There are plenty of shrilly self-deluding voices screaming that it has been betrayed by populists and jingoists and paid shills for Putin. The harsh reality, however, is that it is dying because it hasn’t survived contact with reality; and more specifically, it hasn’t survived contact with Europe’s reality of the 2020s being very different from what anyone imagined in 1992, let alone 1947.

We could summarise the history of the European Union over the last 35 years in a rock lyric: “You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the Moon.

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The End of Our Era?: Sermon Preached on 8th December 2024 (Second Sunday of Advent)

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

Philippians 1.3-11; Luke 3.1-6     

“The voice of one crying out in the wilderness: ‘Prepare the way of the Lord…’”

 A painting of handsome, slim, young man, showing signs of a camel-hair loin cloth beneath a red robe that is not covering his chest. He is holding a staff and a lamb is on the ground to his left.

Caravaggio, John the Baptist in the Wilderness (ca. 1598), hangs in the Cathedral Museum, Toledo

The trouble with voices in the wilderness is that we don’t usually pay much attention to them. Let’s be honest, there are good reasons for that. There is a planet full of self-proclaimed voices in the wilderness crying out with opinions – let’s be polite and call them “eccentric” opinions – that seem barely in touch with reality. The world has always been full of loud voices whose sound and fury signifies little more than a need to be noticed, and that was even before the Internet.

If we’re being honest, John the Baptist must have seemed to most of those around him just such a… you know… “eccentric” character. Unlike Matthew and Mark, in Luke’s Gospel he isn’t described as living off locusts and wild honey; but Luke does say that the gift of prophecy came to him when he was in the wilderness. I wonder how you would react if I came back from leave and told you all the gift of prophecy had come over me in the wilderness. John wasn’t a respected figure in the world of clever scholars and political power-players in Jerusalem; he was a wild man living on the edge of society—just the sort of person we wouldn’t normally listen to. Yet realities were shifting. Something new was about to enter into the world, and the clever and powerful people couldn’t see it coming.

That’s what you would expect, though, isn’t it?—The people who have everything sorted, the people who think they understand precisely how the world works, can be blinded by their very knowledge and success when times change and something genuinely new emerges.

By any normal standards, John the Baptist’s life ended in failure, imprisoned and then beheaded by King Herod, having made not so much as a ripple on the mighty Roman Empire in which he lived. Yet, in calling attention to and ultimately baptising Jesus, he did something still remembered by billions of people today, when the power players of Emperor Tiberius’ court have long been forgotten.

St Paul’s end was rather like John the Baptist’s. Paul had once had it all, and had himself been something of a regional power player in the world of Jewish religious politics, a man who had the ear of high priests and who was capable of summoning a mob through his oratory and connections. Yet he had thrown all that away to chase a vision that came to him suddenly while on the road to Damascus. By the time he wrote a letter to the still new church in Philippi, which today’s epistle comes from, this proud Roman citizen had been thrown in jail.

The style of his letter, however, isn’t what you would expect from an ageing man enduring a grim imprisonment. Far from complaining about his fate, he is telling the Philippians how full of joy he is, not least because of the reports brought to him about how this church in Philippi is developing. It is a contrast to the often grumpy letters Paul wrote to other churches. The Philippians aren’t the finished article. They still have progress they need to make, in particular they still lack much knowledge and mature insight; but they are full of love and full of commitment to the Gospel. Paul is confident that God will bring to completion what He has already begun in them. These things take time.

With God, things sometimes take lots and lots of time. The famous lines of poetry and prophecy in our Gospel reading to ‘make straight the way of the Lord’ were written almost six hundred years before John the Baptist started crying out in the wilderness.

One thing that might have alerted people to the fact that John was worth listening to is that he wasn’t seeking attention for himself, as so many religious charlatans did then and still do now, but instead sought to point the way to someone else.

That someone was Jesus, the consummation of hopes that the Jewish people had long had for a Messiah, a great God-sent liberating king; and so he would be, but Christ would proclaim a kingdom not of this world, which did not offer political liberation but freedom from the bondage of sin. It was consciousness of that freedom from the chains of sin which made Paul full of joy even when he was a political prisoner

Everything needed for the reign of Christ’s kingdom to come was in place once Jesus gave up His life on the Cross. Yet we await the full consummation of the Kingdom He proclaimed, as Christians have done for 2,000 years. It might be a good thing that we still wait, for like those Philippians, we are not the finished article ourselves, and bringing these things to their fullness takes time.

Advent is the season of waiting. What we await are signs of God breaking into the world in new ways, which are always around us if we care to look; and ultimately the return of Christ to rule in glory. Talking about the Second Coming is often considered rather “eccentric”, and to be fair there are good reasons for that. We avoid the topic only partly because the idea makes us uncomfortable, which it does, but mostly because people who talk too much about it are usually holders of many strange opinions that seem barely in touch with reality. Yet we say in the Creed every Sunday that we believe that Christ will come again to judge the living and the dead. If we don’t hope for that what do we hope for? And what hope do we offer a world were old certainties are collapsing?

We have lived most of our lives at a time when we, living in a prosperous country with strong institutions and a high degree of individual liberty, thought of ourselves as being in an unending era of freedom and flourishing. At the end of the Cold War, which the Good Guys won, there was even a famous book called “The End of History” which claimed that with Western-style liberal democracy we had achieved the best form of society possible in the real world, and that although there might be bumps in the road, this was the inevitable long-term future of humanity. This post-Cold War glow shaped a whole generation of policy-makers and academics.

Thirty years later, those claims feel arrogant and stupid. It was always naïve and conceited to think that we were somehow the finished product. It now seems fairly clear that the era we have been living through is coming to an end. The end of an era always brings much chaos in its wake. At times, frightening things will happen—we know this, because frightening things have always happened. Yet all this feels a relief as much as a source of fear. I think we all started noticing that the things we were told sensible and caring people should believe had stopped making much sense.

I have no idea what will come next, and it will take time to emerge. Be careful not to be made afraid by the wailing of clever people as they discover the knowledge that once brought them success no longer makes much sense of the world. At the same time, it’s hard to know where one might find a latter day John the Baptist amid the oceans of crying “eccentrics” barely in touch with reality, and obvious charlatans pretending to be eccentrics.

Yet trust that God will be at work in this new time, often in ways unseen by many people and through people not considered important by the standards of the world. Christ has already done all things necessary to save the world and we should await with joyful hope His coming again to bring to completion what began when John the Baptist cried in the wilderness.

And now glory be to God for whom we wait, the Father, and the Son whom He sent to judge and to rule us, and the Spirit whom He sent to comfort and to guide us, now and unto eternity. Amen.

Top image: The wilderness between Jerusalem and Jericho, 16 November 2022, © Gerry Lynch.

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The Advent of a Journey: Sermon Preached on 1st December 2024 (Advent Sunday)

Preached at Christ Church, Worton

1 Thessalonians 3. 9-13; Luke 21. 25-36

“…when these things begin to take place, stand up and raise your heads, because your redemption is drawing near.’”

Happy New Year!

I haven’t got the calendar wrong by a month. The Church’s year starts now, on Advent Sunday. From now until Pentecost, Sunday by Sunday, we will journey through the great themes of the Christian story. Advent is a season of waiting, and so we start our journey in the waiting room. Advent is a season of humanity waiting through trials and exiles; of the disappointment of trying and failing that is so much a part of all our lives. It is a time which remembers how much of our lives are taken up with waiting, and also how much of the lives of nations and civilisations take place in periods when people see no obvious hope of things getting better on their own, and so wait for God to break into world.

A tempera on wood painting, originally an altar piece, of Christ teaching his apostles in the last days of His earthly life.

Christ Taking Leave of the Apostles, Duccio (1308-11) from Duccio’s Maestà; in the Museo dell’Opera del Duomo, Siena.

God will indeed break into the world at Christmas, as a tiny baby. Then we will journey with that little baby as He becomes a man, go into the wilderness with Him during Lent, walk through death to resurrection and eternal life with Him during Holy Week, and then to the birth of the Church at Pentecost. After that comes the long season of Ordinary Time, the celebration of Christian life in the everyday, which starts as the summer begins and ends… well it ended yesterday. Today, the cycle repeats, Advent starts again, and we wait with longing for God to break into the world.

A new year for the Church also means a change to our Bible readings on Sundays. Our Sunday readings take us through a different Gospel on each year of a three year cycle – Matthew one year, Mark the next, and then Luke. Readings from John are scattered through all three of the years, especially around major festivals. This year, through to November 2025, most of our readings will come from Luke’s Gospel. There is much to be said about Luke’s unique understanding of Jesus’ life, but for the moment, let me just draw one point out: Luke is a Gospel of journeys

Matthew, Mark, and Luke use a lot of the same material, sometimes being word-for-word the same, but tell the same story from slightly different angles—John is really quite different. That’s why together Matthew, Mark, and Luke are called the synoptic Gospels, which sounds like a very difficult term, but synoptic just means seeing with the same eye. All three of them have Jesus’ ministry starting in Galilee, followed by a journey to Jerusalem, which leads to the final crisis of Holy Week. In Matthew and Mark, the journey from Galilee to Jerusalem is a short interlude relatively late in the story. One thing that makes Luke distinct, however, it that this journey takes up almost half the length of the entire Gospel. That’s one of a number of ways that Luke presents Jesus’ life and our own as a grand journey: in Luke’s stories of Jesus’ birth, for example, the whole world is on the move as a result of a great census called by the Roman Emperor; and the first witnesses to the Resurrection are two men on a journey to Emmaus.

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My Views on the Assisted Suicide Bill

I wish I had the certainty of so many giving their opinion in favour of or opposed to the assisted suicide bill before parliament tomorrow. I have very mixed feelings about it all. I have no objection on principle to assisted suicide in some circumstances – circumstances that are often too horrible to bear – but this proposal is rushed, and both too little and too much. I would vote against.

This proposal is too little, in that it doesn’t cover the two circumstances where the cases for assisted suicide is strongest. One is the situation faced by Tony Nicklinson, a compos mentis adult with a minimal quality of life expressing a persistent wish to die over many years, but physically unable to do so themselves. The second is that faced by many elderly people who, having lost all faculties, often accompanied by a degrading degree of incontinence or severe and constant pain, are locked away on the upper floors of nursing homes, forgotten by everyone, including by themselves.

I doubt there is anyone alive who isn’t opposed to tomorrow’s bill on principle who won’t also support access to assisted suicide in these circumstances. I do. So, if this bill does pass, it will mark the start of a process of steadily widening access to medically-assisted death. That won’t be a bad thing in every case, but I wonder how we’re going to stop before court cases and pro-euthanasia enthusiasts lead into very dangerous territory. We know that some disabled Canadians have been put under pressure to opt for assisted suicide, that Belgium will offer euthanasia to otherwise healthy young adults with chronic depression, that the Netherlands has euthanised dementia patients who seemed to be resisting. This is not a subject on which one should be blind to long-term consequences and the tendency of courts to make legislation more permissive than originally intended over time.

And that’s why it seems so wrong that we are rushing into legislation that has emerged essentially out of nowhere, without the benefit of the dedicated team of civil servants and parliamentary draftsmen and longer consultation that a government-sponsored bill would have. Labour haven’t even been in power for five months yet; there just hasn’t been time to do the job of drafting the bill properly.

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Tyrants and a King: Sermon Preached on 24th November 2024 (Christ the King)

Preached at Holy Cross, Seend

John 18. 33-38; Revelation 1. 4-8

“My kingdom is not of this world: if my kingdom were of this world, then would my servants fight…”

Portraits of Adolf Hitler and Joseph Stalin

I’m currently reading a book called Stalin’s War by an American historian called Sean McMeekin. It’s grippingly written, but also a fairly contrarian take on the Second World War, so it has been rather controversial. This week, I found myself engrossed in his account of the build-up to Hitler’s invasion of the Soviet Union in 1941. Hitler and Stalin were big men, with grandiose ambitions to impose their hellish visions of utopia on Earth. These icons of tyranny, and the terrible, grand-scale, war between them will, I suspect, continue to fascinate people for long centuries after the Second World War has otherwise been forgotten. But for all that these men casually disposed of the lives of millions, Hitler’s empire collapsed barely four years after that invasion, while it is now more than a generation ago since the Union that Stalin led collapsed. They were big men, and terrible men, but nothing now remains of what they tried to create.

Pontius Pilate was also a big man. He was the governor of a province of the Roman Empire – admittedly, not a very large or wealthy one, but he was a power in the land. He was a man who was used to pronouncing judgement, especially on those ranked well below him, such as the strange holy men from the fringes of the Jewish religion who occasionally stirred up emotions in Jerusalem.

As it turns out, when the particular wandering preacher in today’s Gospel claimed, in a very strange phrase, that He was the ruler of a kingdom that was not of this world, He was telling the truth. He was indeed a king, a far greater king than either Pilate or the Jewish authorities could have imagined. He was king of the universe, God Himself, made incarnate as a human being. In handing Himself over to be condemned, Jesus Christ, God made human, judges every nation and every era, including our own, and their pretentions to justice and truth.

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The Birth Pangs of Something New?: Sermon Preached on 17th November 2024 (Second Sunday Before Advent)

“When you hear of wars and rumours of wars, do not be alarmed; this must take place, but the end is still to come.”

Preached at Christ Church, Worton and St Mary’s, Potterne

Hebrews 10.11-14, 19-25; Mark 13.1-8

A large scale model in stone and wood of King Herod's Temple and the city of Jerusalem in the 1st Century, in the open air, underneath a sunny sky.

Herod’s Temple as imagined in the Holyland Model of Jerusalem; public domain image by Berthold Werner used with thanks.

There have been times recently when it feels like the anchors of our society and culture have come loose, and we are hopelessly adrift. In the last fortnight alone we have seen both the resignation of the Archbishop of Canterbury and the re-election of Donald Trump—the latter being another of those things that the “experts” had assured us wasn’t going to happen. The war in Ukraine is by far the most serious conflict in this continent since the end of the Second World War, while the Holy Land has seen no war remotely as long as the current one since long before the creation of the state of Israel in 1948. These two conflicts have revealed terrifying new possibilities that advancing Information Technology is bringing to wars, and both are taking place in regions where the danger of escalation is real.

All sorts of things that we have taken for granted about the world since at least 1990, and often for long before that, no longer seem to be true. It probably isn’t the end of the world, but it is a worrying time, and perhaps even the end of an era.

In this morning’s Gospel reading, in the last days of his earthly life, Jesus looks down on the enormous Temple in Jerusalem and predicts its destruction. This did indeed take place in AD 70, a generation after Christ’s crucifixion, and it came during the brutal Roman suppression a Jewish uprising against the Empire. From the written accounts of it that have survived, that Jewish-Roman War seems to have been as horrific as anything happening in Gaza or the Donbas today, and the destruction of the Temple by the Romans was indeed the end of the Jewish religious world that had existed for a thousand years. After that, the Jewish religion had to reinvent itself entirely.

Our first reading this morning, from the letter to the Hebrews, was written anonymously to a group of Jewish Christians and draws heavily from the system of animal sacrifices that took place at the Temple until it was destroyed. Instead of animals being sacrificed by priests as an offering to take away sins, as at the Temple, Jesus Christ, the great high priest, gave Himself to death as a sacrifice for the sins of the whole human race for all time. God had come down to us and paid the ultimate price for the rift that human sin had opened up between God and humanity—that’s the central message of Hebrews.

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Following Christ in Our Place: Sermon Preached on 10th November 2024 (Third Sunday before Advent)

Preached at Holy Cross, Seend and St Mary’s, Potterne

Hebrews 9. 24-28; Mark 1. 14-20

“And straightway they forsook their nets, and followed him.’”

Two men work on fishing nets in very shallow water perhaps 5 or 10 metres from the shore, while a man in white robes waves to them from the rocky bank.

James Tissot, The Calling of St Peter and St Andrew (1886-94), now hangs in the Brooklyn Museum.

Our Gospel reading today is one of the most famous of all Biblical passages, when Jesus calls on some fishermen to become “fishers of men”, and they drop everything to follow Him.

This can seem a little intimidating. We’re not all made to be the sort of people who just walk away from their jobs to convert the world. Most of us don’t have the right sort of personality, and some of us might be just a little too old for that sort of thing. More to the point, some of us might have responsibilities that we just can’t walk away from. Especially, we might have people we just can’t walk away from. I always feel a little sorry for Zebedee when I hear this reading, as his sons James and John simply walk off the job to follow Jesus.

Here are two little things to think about in relation to it. Firstly, remember that not all of Jesus’ followers were called to be apostles. The apostles are certainly in the centre of the action in the Gospels, but Jesus clearly has other devoted disciples who live in fixed places. Do you remember Jesus going to stay with his friends Mary and Martha in their home? Do you remember how, when Jesus and the apostles arrive in Jerusalem on Palm Sunday, He clearly has other followers there who have made preparations.

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What if there were another Dunkirk?: Sermon Preached on 10th November 2024 (Remembrance Sunday)

Preached at St Mary’s, Potterne

Romans 8. 31-39

“If God is with us, who is against us?”

On 10 May 1940, Hitler finally embarked on the invasion of France and Belgium which had been dreaded all winter. Within days the allied armies, outmanoeuvred and pummelled by Blitzkrieg, found themselves with encircled on the Channel coast. The German High Command was able to boast with confidence that its troops were ‘proceeding to annihilate the British Army’. Winston Churchill found himself preparing to announce to the public an unprecedented military catastrophe involving the capture or death of a third of a million soldiers.

Arguments about why that didn’t happen, and the Miracle of Dunkirk happened instead, still sell books for military historians. Very few of them, however, allow for the possibility that it may, indeed, have been a miracle.

How many of you know that in a radio address on Thursday 23 May, as the sheer desperation of the situation became known, King George VI declared that Sunday, 26 May, should be observed as a National Day of Prayer?

Late on Saturday evening the military decision was taken to evacuate as many as possible of the Allied forces. The very next day, this country devoted itself to prayer in a way rarely seen before and never since. Eyewitnesses and photographs confirm overflowing congregations in places of worship across the land. Long queues formed outside cathedrals. Many millions came out to pray for national deliverance.

One woman wrote about her wartime childhood in Hertfordshire: “It is one of my vividest memories as a child of people streaming along the roads and pavements of the Ware Road. All Saints Church was packed with people sitting and standing. Coming out, the churchyard too was full to bursting”

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