Showing posts with label minister. Show all posts
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Saturday, 27 October 2012

The problem of receiving

I may have had a major priestly breakthrough this week...
I've been thinking about giving and receiving.
Giving - well, I'm a Minister of the Church - I know all about giving. Giving your time, giving your gifts, giving your self in service. Last week's sermon (Mark 10:35-45) was all about servant hood wasn't it?
But receiving...
I'm not sure we clergy are very good at receiving...

If you self identify as the one who gives to others, it can be unsettling to receive - help, advice, rescue. Perhaps receiving suggests a lack within, which someone else is having to fill.
Or take compliments. I have a love/hate relationship with them. They can be wonderful but they can be embarrassing too. Can I receive them graciously? I am not good at feeling in someone's debt. This is a spiritually revealing attitude. Inability to receive is usually identified by writers on inner healing* as indicative of a heart that cannot receive from God.

I have been experimenting with another prayer time in the middle of the day, extra to the Morning Office.
The purpose is to go deeper into God in order to receive.
Because there's a blindingly obvious connection (blindingly obvious to most people; to me, I've only just cottoned on...) between being poor at receiving from others and being poor at receiving from God. This may be a problem that other ministers carry around. After all, they went into the Ministry because they wanted to serve...that's what they do.
We all have false identifications of God. God is not performance oriented, but you wouldn't know from analysing my motivations for ministry.
Ouch.

So this extra prayer time is centred around identification with the ultimate servant leader who didn't hesitate to receive - material support from women followers; a drink from a Samaritan woman; foot washing from a reformed prostitute; anointing from another.
Receiving from God feels very different from pouring yourself out in ministry. It would feel different, wouldn't it? Filling a car up with petrol is a bit different from burning it all up as you manically drive all over the place.

Ministry which is task oriented may make you feel like you've ticked a lot of boxes and been useful and busy (or not) but ministry which begins in being divinely ministered to; that feels like grace, like gift. 
It feels good.
I'd like more.



*e.g. John and Paula Sandford, The Transformation of the Inner Man, 1982.
























Friday, 19 October 2012

Goodbye Christendom, hello servanthood

20th After Trinity

Mark 10: 45For the Son of Man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life a ransom for many.’ 

What does it mean to be a follower of Jesus today in the West, in the 2nd decade of the 21st Century?
In some ways it’s very different from the experience of the first disciples who set out to follow Jesus on the Way.
In some ways it’s very similar.
Firstly, how is it different?

One word: Christendom.

Whatever we think about how ‘Christian’ we are in the UK now, we have to live with the reality that for large swathes of the population, going to church and following in the way of Christ are seen as entirely unnecessary to the good life.
So as disciples of Jesus today, we are already swimming against the tide.
It’s as if Christianity has been tried and found wanting.
When the Emperor Constantine first embraced Christianity as the official Roman religion, the Way of Christ became associated with the way of temporal power.


Given our gospel reading today, this was perhaps a mistake.
Rowan Williams in his Epilogue to Praying for England (Wells and Coakley, Eds., 2008) says ‘we cannot take for granted any specific religious foundation for national belonging, public morality or policy-making’ (p. 172).
He is surely right. We cannot assume any sort of religious, let alone Christian basis for society any more.
We are post indeed Christian, but with the background noise of a once Christian identification humming away like society static.
So people still come to the church in times of need.
When April Jones, the five year old from Machynlleth
disappeared, to be later presumed dead, the Bishop organized a silent procession from her home to the local Anglican church - half the town turned out to cling onto something in the darkness.
This was the church standing up for and serving the weak and powerless, not wielding influence over society through some imagined privilege.
We’re called to follow a Saviour who chose the way of the Cross, not the way of power and political influence.
The first disciples misunderstood this, as we heard in the gospel.
James and John said they could suffer with Jesus but the fact they asked him for privileged positions in heaven shows they had got it wrong.
Anyone who follows Jesus for the privileged position it will give them is onto a losing wicket.
(Okay, I have to admit that processing into a Cathedral with your clerical robes on, for an Ordination service does make you feel quite special, but there is a warning here against pride.)
The Established Church today is a strange mixture of what looks like past historic privilege and the reality of today’s falling numbers, falling revenues and falling reputation.
People generally don’t want the church to assume it has influence today and to tell them what to do.
Is it a case of how the mighty have fallen?
Does it bother you?
A fellow Curate told me of a time recently when he was called to visit a woman in her 80s whose husband had died.
The first thing she said, a little abruptly, when he arrived at the house was ‘why have you never visited me before?’
He felt like answering ‘because I didn’t know you existed until now.’
She was living in a world where the Parish Priest apparently knew everyone and checked up on them if they didn’t come to church.

She told my friend that when she was little, the priest would walk around the village in his black robes and if you didn’t say a courteous hello as he passed, he would be in the school the next day complaining about you to the teacher.
This world of ecclesiastical influence and privilege does not exist any more  (at least it doesn't appear to in Whitchurch).
Is this a terrible loss, or is it an opportunity for a new humility about the place of the Church in our culture?
The demise of Christendom, is, of course, experienced differently in different generations.
I will not forget in a hurry the time I helped to start an All Age Service a few years ago in a previous church.
With the particular aim of nurturing younger Christians we eventually gathered a group of people who represented three different generations.
We had a handful of teenagers, some mums and dads in their 30s and 40s and some older members of the regular congregation, in their 60s and 70s, who came to support and give stability to this new group.
We met on a Sunday afternoon, and one day our theme was sharing your faith with those you come across day by day.
We split into groups to talk about how easy or difficult it was to talk about being a Christian today.
The older people, by and large, found that it wasn’t really an issue for them.
Most of their friends were in the church already and so it didn’t seem that they were living in a culture that was hostile to Christian faith.
The 30s and 40s said it was hard to follow Jesus ‘out there’ in the world, but the encouragement of a handful of Christian friends did help and they were seeking ways to be Christ in their culture.
The teenagers were very timid. One of them spoke up and said it was extremely difficult to be a Christian and a teenager in today’s culture; that a Christian at Secondary School is in a tiny minority and finds it very hard to have the courage to speak out.
I know this to be true as my son recently left Sixth Form College where he helped lead a Christian union of 6 people in a College of 2000.
Three different experiences from three different generations.
When we consider what it means to be a follower of Jesus in the 21st Century, let’s remember and cherish those younger people who are forging a way forward in a highly secularized environment, and give them our prayers and support.

Living in a secular environment, though, can represent a chance to go back to basics, to refocus on the Son of Man who had nowhere to lay his head and whose disciples were called to follow his example of self sacrifice.
Jesus was absolutely clear that following him would not be easy.
He had set his face towards Jerusalem and in so doing, spelled out to his disciples that there would be a baptism of suffering for them.
We relive this baptism into his death and resurrection every time we gather around the Lord’s Table and break bread and drink the cup of his self giving.
The first disciples would drink the cup of suffering but only as an outworking of their discipleship, not for any hoped for promotion in heaven.
So we do live in a culturally different time to the first disciples.
We have to contend with a post Christian society which doesn't know what or whom to believe any more.

One thing that doesn't seem to change amongst disciples, however, is the bickering.
After discovering that James and John have asked this embarrassing request of Jesus, the other ten are incensed.
They argue, they get into camps, they say bad things about the others; they feel they’re in the right while the others are in the wrong; they have no unity amongst themselves…
And all the while something of huge salvation importance is unfolding ahead of them on the road to Jerusalem.
Bickering about non essentials whilst ignoring the essential…
Does it sound at all familiar?!
How many times have we read in the newspaper that the church is arguing over this or that, while some huge issue like West African Famine unfolds on the front covers?
We need to look outwards and to regain a sense of urgency about seeking the Lord while he may be found.
We need to regain humility.
We in the Church of England are so wonderfully middle class and respectable - we urgently need to divest ourselves of any remaining sense of cultural privilege and recapture a sense of service to our world.
Two words used in Mark 10 describe the life of a disciple: Jesus says ‘whoever wishes to become great among you must be your servantand whoever wishes to be first among you must be slave of all’.
‘Diakonos’  and ‘doulos’.
'Diakonos' gives us ‘servant’, ‘minister’ or ‘deacon’, and 'doulos' is even lower: ‘slave’.

Servant and slave.

Two words which sit uncomfortably against a history of power, wealth and privilege about which the Church may well feel uncomfortable today.
‘The Son of Man came not to be served but to serve and to give his life as a ransom for many (verse 45).
This is the life to which we are all called; this is the life of humble service.
This is the life which may be misunderstood by the general populace but which still brings salt and light to the world.
May God strengthen us in this life today and teach us to walk in the way of the Cross.
Amen.










Tuesday, 3 April 2012

40. Phoebe - are you being served?

I'm trying to be fair here...yesterday I wrote about the conundrum facing some Evangelical women who recognise a vocation to teach the bible but who have faced, if not actual restrictions in this, at least demotivating suspicion and a lack of actual role models in the pulpit.

Today, this last day of the Fabulous Forty through Lent (sniff) I'm thinking about the suspicion and restrictions that come from other quarters regarding a vocation to be a priest and 'rightly and duly administer the sacraments.'

Can any fabulous female step forward?

Enter Phoebe.

As well as having a desirable girls' name (like Lydia, Hannah, Eve...it makes me broody........for a nano second) she is introduced by Paul thus: 'I commend to you our sister Phoebe, a servant of the church in Cenchrea (...) for she has been a great help to many people, including me' (Romans 16: 1).

Here's the thing: 'servant', 'minister' and 'deacon' (as in ordained deacon) are all English words that derive from this word rendered 'servant.' So an equally good translation would read 'our sister Phoebe, a deacon of the church', a designation which suggest a recognised public church role, usually ordained, which in the C of E at least, is now tied up with ordination, first to the diaconate, then to the priesthood and presiding at Holy Communion.

Ecclesiology is contested within Christendom and all our words are a jumbled mess in people's minds: I've given up trying to explain why I was first ordained deacon and couldn't preside at Holy Communion even though I was a Rev and wore a dog collar, and why I had to be ordained again (as priest) but didn't stop being a Curate at this point...and why I can be known as a Minister but not a Vicar yet...(but always a deacon in spirit...) 

Enough!!

I'm just glad that it would appear, in essence at least, that women's public ministry roles in the Christian church didn't start in 1994 with the C of E finally getting round to ordaining women, but perhaps a little bit earlier....


Sunday, 13 November 2011

Remembrance

Of all the services I have presided over and preached at, Remembrance Sunday filled me with the most disquiet. Something to do, perhaps, with being young (ish) (who am I kidding, but it's all relative...); being female (?) and having come from a long line of Wesleyan pacifists. 

Then I was conscious that Remembrance is one of those unique confluences of civic, religious and local life which, if done well can bless many and enhance the gospel; and if not...Well, we prepared for possibly 50 attending the local War Memorial - perched precariously on a hill which is also the busy main road between two village settlements. Cars ground to a halt and all around, people could be seen walking down the hill and up the hill to converge at the Cross. We ran out of service sheets and still they came. In this tenth anniversary of Afghanistan, perhaps we were even more conscious of the need to honour those who are dying there every week, as well as those lost in the two World Wars. 

The theological and liturgical challenge was to be a Minister presiding over a community-owned Act of Remembrance, whilst also being a Minister of the Gospel. Not all decisions about war can be uncritically baptised by anyone wearing a cassock and surplice. But pacifism and politics aside, people clearly still wish to honour the memory of the fallen, and 'it is meet and right so to do'. And so we made the most of this annual propitious mingling of church and state; gospel and harsh reality of war.