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Did anyone force you to become a vicar?

Those of you with good medium term memories (or the ability to scroll down in the Blog section) may recall that a child in Year 8 at Ilfracombe Academy stunned me the other week by asking this question.

Of course, I said "No" - and then went on, in a bit of a righteous moment, to insist that, when it comes to religious stuff, no-one should ever be forced to believe or do anything against their will.

But let me give the question a bit more thought. I suppose, if you happen to think that all faith must be the result of brainwashing, then the answer might be "Yes". Or, more reasonably, you could argue that God twists people's arms to get them to do what he wants. It's certainly true that rather a lot of people in the Bible are deeply shocked to be called by God to some particular task or role. Often - Moses would be a good example of this (see Exodus chapters 3 & 4) - they are extremely reluctant to do what God proposes, and put forward good reasons why God's plan for them is a very bad idea.

Generally, though, they end up doing what God wants. So - it looks a bit like he's forcing them to do his bidding. And where does that leave an ordinary vicar, who has not (yet) seen a burning bush?

Well ... looking at it the other way round, if God only called those who are bursting with enthusiasm to be chosen, would that be a good thing? There's a danger, isn't there, that we'd end up with a load of church leaders who are horribly smug, overbearing and patronising. The children who push to the front, the adults who talk more than anyone else - perhaps they annoy God as much they annoy the rest of us.  

Certainly, when people have come to see me to talk about their sense of calling, the thing that feels most authentic is when they voice their surprise, uncertainty, even outright reluctance. Often they've spent a long time saying "No" to the nagging feeling they're being called - but it won't go away. Luckily, I haven't yet come across anyone who's always been convinced they are destined to become a bishop...

And me? It just felt like the first thing that made sense, that might give me the chance to use my gifts while remaining true to myself. I hope that's still so. 

Surprising, given the course of my life to that point? For sure. But not forced.   

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Tales of the Unexpected

(For those of you who may have been paying attention) That's my first - and only - New Year's Resolution down: to blog here every Tuesday. It's Wednesday.

Never mind (as it says somewhere in the Bible - or if it doesn't, it should do)...

Let's talk about the Lectionary.

This mysterious entity governs quite a lot of what we do in the C of E. Some churches, of course, go their own way, and decide for themselves a menu of Bible readings for worship and private prayer. But the Church of England has a cycle of readings, for both weekdays and Sundays, which we call the Lectionary. This is not the place, and you are not the readers (and I am not the writer) for a detailed discussion of the pros and cons of having a Lectionary. But sometimes you get a choice of readings which makes you sit up straight. For example...

This Monday I realised that, entering what we call "Ordinary Time" - i.e. the time when we're not in any special season, in this case the gap between Epiphany season and Lent - the readings for Morning Prayer were starting with John chapter 13: Jesus washing his disciples' feet, despite Peter's objections. And then on to the end of John's Gospel, finishing at the start of Lent. In other words, the whole of the Passion story, right through to Jesus' resurrection appearances. A bit strange, I thought, for this time of year - isn't it jumping the gun?

Anyway ... when I'd finished chuntering on, something struck me. Peter was outraged because Jesus wasn't what he expected. He already recognised Jesus as representing God in some quite unique way, but what he couldn't cope with was the difference between his idea of God and what Jesus was doing in washing his feet. Peter wanted a King who was King, not a King who insisted on being a servant. Jesus was overturning everything Peter thought he knew about God - and so he was upset and angry and disorientated.

All of this, of course, is familiar stuff. But what really hit me is that - however much I may pay lip service to the idea of a Servant King - I'm like Peter. I expect a God who's in charge, who tells everyone what to do, who sorts things out from his great big throne in heaven. A God who controls from a distance, remotely. But this isn't Jesus. Jesus is the God who puts himself lower than me, so that I can learn what love is, and learn how to love others.

Like Peter, I have a long way to go. But I'll get there, we'll get there - if we learn to let Jesus wash our feet.

Sometimes the unexpected reading is the one you need...

(Thank you, Lectionary) 


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Don't mention Brexit

Last Monday we had our regular Agnostics Anonymous meeting at the Grampus in Lee - with a slightly unusual theme: "Desert Island Discs". I should explain - unusual in the sense that normally our theme is intended to generate general discussion; but this time everyone brought along a musical choice (found within seconds by landlord Bill on his laptop), and of course a choice of one book and one luxury item.

Most of the choices came with an explanation, often quite revealing about the castaway's past life. After all, what can be more evocative than music that transports you instantly to another place and time? So many soundtracks to our lives ... so many memories of joys and sorrows.

Rather superficially, I ended up choosing "Isn't she lovely?" by Stevie Wonder. I say superficially, because it doesn't really signify anything in my life - it's just a lovely song. Maybe that's enough... The one that really got me was Eva Cassidy's version of "Somewhere over the Rainbow" - such wonderful phrasing and (looking at the video) such a powerful sense of someone utterly focused, lost in doing the thing she loved doing. She was dead within a year of that recording. What happens to that beauty, that gift, that deep yearning?

Sometimes, at funerals, I find myself saying that in the end nothing is lost, nothing is wasted. And I believe it: the risen life, the life of heaven, is where we are restored to fullness of life, and all God's gifts to us shine out unhindered, untarnished.

And there will be music... 


...and we didn't mention Brexit


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Into the lions' den (Year 8)

So ... last week, armed with nothing other than my trusty dog-collar and a small quantity of faith, I ventured into the lions' den that is a Year 8 RE lesson at Ilfracombe Academy.

To clarify - I didn't just decide to visit them, I was invited by their teacher, Joe Matthews. And it turned out to be 2 lessons in a row.

And to clarify again - the "lions' den" image has nothing to do with rowdy behaviour, heckling or throwing missiles. The Year 8 students at the Academy are polite, well-behaved and reasonably friendly to strange vicars. And none of them fell asleep (take note, regular church attenders...)

No, the challenging nature of this assignment was to do with their preparation of a large number of probing questions about me, my vicar-ness and my faith. For example - "How were you called to be a vicar? And how did you know the calling was from God?" Or - "How can you believe in God when there is so much suffering in the world?" It's always quite exciting to be put on the spot like this, knowing that young people expect clear and honest answers, and don't tolerate evasiveness or jargon.

I was particularly interested in the challenge posed by one student to reconcile the image of God (especially in the Old Testament) as vengeful, demanding and angry with the picture of God (especially in the New Testament) as loving, compassionate and merciful. This is a difficulty I often wrestle with. I suppose I've ended up thinking that - while the Old Testament does often present God as forgiving and loving, and the New Testament talks a good deal about God's judgement - there is a kind of progression in the perception of God, through the Bible, in the direction of greater love, patience and mercy, finding its fulfilment in Jesus, who came to show God's love, not his anger. (Of course, Jesus did get angry, but that anger came from his resistance to the privileged and powerful, and his preference for the company of nobodies and outcasts). I didn't say it quite like this last week (because I didn't have 20 minutes to think about the question), but I would say that, properly understood, God's anger is the flip side of his passionate love for us. The indifferent parent doesn't get bothered when her child goes wrong; the loving parent is angry, disappointed, hurt - and shows it!

To put it another way - how could a God worth believing in not be angry at injustice, greed and hatred as we see it in our world?

To end with, my favourite question from a previous visit to the Academy, to lead a Year 8 assembly:

"Did anyone force you to become a vicar?"  

I'm still thinking about that one... 

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Coming up...

This Sunday's services - February 17th, 3rd Sunday before Lent

  8.45 am         Parish Communion at St. Matthew's, Lee

10.00 am         Parish Eucharist at St. Sabinus', Woolacombe

  6.30 pm         Evensong at St. Mary's, Mortehoe


Parish Retreat 2019

There are still places available on our Retreat, from May 13th-17th at the Green House in Poole. Good company, worship, space to be quiet, and time away from the everyday...

Please get in touch with Giles (This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.) or Ann (This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.) if you'd like to find out more. 


Friends of God

Our monthly meetings at St. Sabinus' Church, to explore prayer together, are continuing on the following dates:

Tuesday 26th February, Thursday 28th March, Monday 29th April

Sessions start at 7.00 pm and last about an hour - everybody welcome, no experts, no expectations...


Understanding Jesus of Nazareth

A 4 week course, devised by David Purdy and led by Giles King-Smith, looking at Jesus the man, how he was understood, what it means to call him the Messiah, and the implications for our life and faith. (It will be less dry and more fun than that sounds!)

The sessions will be held at "Shellsborough" on Woolacombe Esplanade, starting at 7.30 pm, on the following dates: January 31st, February 14th & 21st, March 7th. Just turn up, or contact Giles for more details... 


Messy Church

Join us at St. Sabinus' Church on Wednesday February 13th, from 3.30 pm, for a Messy Church meeting, with the theme "David and Goliath". Crafts, songs, stories, food and fun - children welcome with minders (we do the activities, you do the childcare)...


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Resistance is not futile

a sermon preached on Christmas Eve 2017

This morning, being a Sunday morning, I ... went to the cinema.

As you do - or at least, as we do in our family on Christmas Eve. I had cancelled the usual morning services, not to go to the cinema, but - keeping in mind 2 services on Christmas Eve and 2 more on Christmas morning - to avoid ending up as a frazzled heap of brain-dead vicar.

Anyway ... as we trooped off to see "Star Wars - the Last Jedi", I was reminded of my dear colleague and friend Linda Walters, our Associate Minister who died in February - and specifically, of how much she loved going to the cinema. Every time a half-decent film arrived in Ilfracombe or Barnstaple, or sometimes even in Taunton, you could mention it to Linda and she'd say - oh yes, saw it last Thursday - really, really good. Very rare that you could beat her to it.

So, as we watched, I thought of Linda. And (rather sadly) I started thinking about my Christmas sermon. Having seen some of the previous Star Wars films, and read the reviews of this one, I knew that it would be about a bunch of heroes of "The Resistance" defying the interstellar military might of "The First Order" - which is basically an evil empire with ambitions to rule the galaxy. And as I watched, I asked myself the question I'm now going to ask you:

Am I / are we part of the Resistance or part of the Empire?

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Freedom from fear

Sermon preached at Exeter Cathedral Evensong on June 25th 2017

Based on I Samuel 24:1-17 (The outlaw David spares King Saul's life) and Luke 14:12-24 (The parable of the wedding feast)

"Saul lifted up his voice and wept. He said to David: "You are more righteous than I; for you have repaid me good, whereas I have repaid you evil.""

There are certain situations - or perhaps I should say, certain positions - in which we are particularly vulnerable. While eating, for example, especially when accepting hospitality from others (think Glencoe). Or while sleeping - undefended, unsuspecting, abandoned to a parallel universe.

And, of course, while ... how shall I put this? ... answering a call of nature, doing our business, relieving ourselves ... you know what I mean, even though I shudder to approach this subject - at Choral Evensong - in the Cathedral!

Actually, the most graceful euphemism for this activity, though admittedly rather confusing, is the one used in our Old Testament reading. In a literal translation of the Hebrew, we read that Saul entered the cave "to cover his feet". The use of the feet in the Hebrew Bible to represent parts of the body which cannot be mentioned deserves a whole book, or at least a whole sermon - but not now. (If you're interested, go to Ruth chapter 3, verse 4...)

Bodily functions make us vulnerable, that's the point. In this little scene, with its potent mixture of comedy and poignancy, Saul is vulnerable, and David refuses to capitalize on his vulnerability. A couple of chapters further on, we have another version of this scenario. This time, Saul and his men are sleeping as David and Abishai enter their camp; contemplate the KIng asleep, with his spear stuck in the ground beside him; debate whether or not to kill him, with David dissuading his companion; and then make off with the spear and a water-jar as proof of their incursion, before David calls to Saul and - as in the reading we've heard - uses his refusal to take advantage of Saul's vulnerability to drive home the message that he is not Saul's enemy.

The outlaw David, whom Samuel has already anointed as Saul's successor, will not murder the King who seeks his life. David's instinct as a soldier is to finish Saul off. His interest as a political animal is to claim the kingdom at a stroke. But these are trumped by his conviction that to strike at God's anointed one is to strike at God Himself. Whatever Saul's failings - which have led to the Lord withdrawing His favour from him, and will lead to his downfall - while he lives his life is, for David, sacred, inviolable.

And so we have the strange and deeply sad exchange between these two, father-in-law and son-in-law, present King and King-in-waiting, ending with Saul's outburst: "Is that your voice, my son David? ... You are more righteous than I; for you have repaid me good, whereas I have repaid you evil."

What does this mean - "You are more righteous than I"? At the simplest level, Saul is trying to kill David - David refuses to kill Saul. That's the righteousness equation.

But at another level, it's about freedom. Saul is not free - he is gripped by, driven by, jealousy, fear and rage. David is so free that he doesn't need to take Saul's life. He is free to spare Saul, to offer Saul mercy; and we recognise it as the same mercy that Jesus Christ in his risen life offers us in our hopeless vulnerability. David is free to offer Saul God's generous, merciful love - and Saul is free to accept it or reject it. But as we read on, we realise that, for all his sincere contrition, Saul cannot accept the freedom David offers. He is still bound by fear and rage, he is still unable to deal with his own vulnerability in any other way than by the use of force. He doesn't know how to choose freedom.

And so, David is more righteous than Saul.

And so, we come to Jesus, who shows us what a life lived freely looks like. The banquet in his story is freely offered to all. It's a symbol of heaven. It's a picture of what Jesus himself offers people, over and over again. It stands for God's free gift of His generous, merciful love. Freely given to those who are given the freedom to reject it. They have entirely reasonable excuses - pressing tasks which demand their prior attention, and which belong to a quite different order of reality from the mad, intemperate generosity of the host. Who can argue with excuses like these? Especially with the last one, the showstopper - delivered, we can imagine, with a sanctimonious smirk: "Just got married - can't possibly tear myself away - actually, we're off to Barbados tomorrow - sorry, do hope it all goes well. See you soon!"

Actually, no you won't. The invitation is freely given, and the freedom to refuse it is real, but there are consequences to that refusal. When God calls us, we are free to say no, but there are consequences. In truth, my experience - and maybe yours too - is that our God is far more patient than the host in Jesus' story. He keeps on graciously inviting us, and we get more than one chance (far more!) to respond - but the stakes are just as high as in the story. Do we want the new life, the joy, the freedom God offers us; or are we still wedded to our old, comfortable (deadly comfortable) habits? Are we, like Saul, still fearful of what might happen if we stopped trying to control our lives, stopped trying to defend ourselves, and instead believed - actually believed - that this freedom is real. And more: that this freedom is the only way to life.

To be clear: this is not the freedom to do exactly and simply what we want - as David will discover when, as King, he sleeps with Bathsheba and engineers her husband's death so that he can have her, and then is brought to book by the prophet Nathan in one of the Bible's great stories of telling truth to power (II Samuel chapters 11 & 12). David will learn from this the same truth hammered home, centuries later, by Paul (formerly known as Saul) to the wild Christians of Corinth: the freedom Christ brings is an inner freedom, not an outward licence to do whatever you want. It is a freedom from fear and hatred, and a freedom to love. If love rules your heart, you will be free; and out of love, then yes, you may do what you will.

If love rules your heart ... It's a big "if"!


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Innocence and Experience

A sermon preached at Christmas 2016
William Blake's "Songs of Innocence and Experience" show us the great visionary poet of England exploring the tension, which we all know and feel, perhaps especially at Christmas-time, between on the one hand that primal state of innocence, wonder and delight which we read back into our childhood, and on the other the world-weariness which comes to us as we grow up and journey on through hardships, disappointments and sorrows. I say "especially at Christmas-time" because it seems to me that there is a deep sense of longing, of yearning, which underlies our bright rituals of Christmas, our carols, our light-bearing trees, our gatherings to celebrate and feast. It is the yearning of people who have seen and known too much, for an innocence we fear we may have lost. We long to have hope, to believe in one another as much as in God, and we long for the simple values of goodness and beauty and truth to become real. And we long for the cynical part of us, hardened by bitter experience - and able in our information-overloaded world to marshal battalions of dispiriting facts - not to have the last word.
We long for things to be put right
as they once were
at least in our imagining
many Christmases ago.
Here is Blake in his poem "The Lamb", with a voice of innocence:
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life, & bid thee feed
By the stream & o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, wooly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
    Little Lamb, who made thee?
    Dost thou know who made thee?
    Little Lamb, I'll tell thee,
    Little Lamb, I'll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For he calls himself a Lamb.
He is meek, & he is mild;
He became a little child.
I a child, & thou a lamb, 
we are called by his name.
    Little Lamb, God bless thee!
    Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Blake knew, of course, that there is quite another way of seeing the world, and he expressed this dark, at times hopeless, realism in the "Songs of Experience". Read his poem "London" for a vision of urban misery which finds echoes in the cities of our world today. I've chosen, though, "The Garden of Love", which shines a brutally revealing light on the way organised religion can kill the human spirit:
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And "Thou shalt not" writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love
That so many sweet flowers bore;
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be;
And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys and desires.
What Blake was after, what he believed in, was something much closer to the radical vision of Christmas and Easter: God - a human child, dependent, defenceless, in no way exempt from the harsh realities of life; and God - a man executed as a criminal, suffering injustice, humiliation and pain. Innocence is apparently crushed by experience - and yet, as countless little stories remind us, day after day, if we can but notice them, there is a goodness which cannot be killed off, which keeps on rising up, like flowers in the desert. If we can believe it, the story of Jesus tells us that innocence wins. Goodness, truth, beauty and love can never be eradicated.
Two people in particular moved me this year, made me think again, convinced me that there is a way of innocence which is the only true response to the evil in our world.
First, Jo Cox MP was murdered (never mind by whom or why), and her husband Brendon, when asked how we should honour her memory, replied: "Fight against hatred".
And second, Father Jacques Mourad, a Syrian Catholic priest abducted by ISIS in 2015, his life unexpectedly spared, spoke about the need to ensure that we "never make decisions out of fear" - and further, spoke of his conviction that we need a "revolution against violence".
"Fight against hatred", "a revolution against violence" - and of course, the fight against hatred cannot be waged with hate, and there can be no violence in the revolution against violence. This is a call to arms of a very different kind: it is a call to insist on love and peace as the motivating forces in our struggle for what is right. It is a call to a sustained innocence - if you like, a willed innocence - which is born out of hard and painful experience. It is exactly the call which the adult Jesus (perhaps remembering - who knows? - the innocence of his birth and childhood) made on his first followers and makes on us now - Unless you become like little children, there's no way in to heaven.
This is the challenge: for us to understand the baby of Bethlehem, like the man of Calvary, as pointing the way for us to reclaim our lost innocence, and to lay hold of a simple, single purpose - love one another. Don't think twice, don't count the cost - just love one another.
May you inner child be re-born this Christmas, so that, as children, you may know the joy that comes from God, and share it.
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All God's Children

I want to say something about the killings at the gay nightclub in Orlando on June 12th - since overtaken in our attention by yet more horrors, but fresh in all our minds as I was writing this for the church magazine in the middle of June.

And I want to use the word "gay", which will stir a variety of reactions in Christians, because I think it's important for the Church, and for all people of faith, to hear that word, to acknowledge the reality of a gay community - some of whom are Christians - and to acknowledge also the reality of a history of prejudice, fear and hatred towards gay people, in which the Church has often played a less than honourable part.

Let me be honest: for a moment, I found it fractionally harder to feel for those killed and injured in Orlando than I would have done if the attack had been on a primary school or a concert hall. And then I realised - this is no different, these people no more deserve such a fate than I do.

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Divine Love at Easter

"He showed me a little thing, the size of a hazelnut, in the palm of my hand, and it was as round as a ball. I looked at it with my mind's eye and I thought, "What can this be?" And answer came, "It is all that is made". I marvelled that it could last, for I thought it might have crumbled to nothing, it was so small. And the answer came into my mind, "It lasts and ever shall because God loves it". And all things have being through the love of God."

Some words of Julian of Norwich. We don't know her real name, but we know that she was an anchoress (a hermit living in a cell attached to a church) at St. Julian's in Norwich - hence the name she is known by. She was born in 1342, and on May 8th 1373, during a severe and life-threatening illness, she received a series of 16 "shewings". For 20 years she meditated on what she had been shown, and eventually recorded these visions and her understanding of them as "The Revelations of Divine Love" - the first book known to have been written by a woman in English.

As Julian pondered the meaning of her visions, she was told: "What, do you wish to know your Lord's meaning in this thing? Know it well, love was his meaning."

The true meaning of "this thing", this hazelnut-sized thing, the true meaning of everything, is love.

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