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For previous two months

March 7: Promise of a Fresh Start 
February 28: Rev. John's Return 
February 21: The First Sunday in Lent 
February 14: Jesus - Alongside as we Embrace Possibilities 
January 31: In The Love we Embrace the Challenge
January 24: Jesus Explains the Love 
January 17: Jesus Celebrates Community 
January 10, 2010: Into the New Year
2010 January 3rd, 2010: Worship Service 

March 7: Promise of a Fresh Start

Luke 13.6-9

 

The orthopaedic man at the hospital said,

‘Tell me when it hurts. Ten being unbearable.’

He manipulated my legs about.

I called out, ‘Nine and a half!’

He said, ‘You have an Entrapped femoral nerve’. He went on,

‘I don’t think I will admit you to hospital.’ He said, ‘I expect it to come right over a four

to six week period.’ He prescribed pain-relief and anti-inflammatories.

 

Today is the end of the sixth week. Sure enough, the pain is easing.

 

I remember in Te Kuiti, we had on the Session, a surgeon, John Mandeno.

One Sunday I heard his beeper and he slipped out of worship.

At the next Session meeting I had last on the agenda,

‘The Discipline of John Mandeno.’

I watched the Elders as they arrived read the agenda and saw jaws drop.

We made our way through the business quite quickly

Finally I said, ‘John Mandeno, will you please stand.’ I said,

‘You are charged with healing on the Sabbath. How do you plead?’ He grinned,

‘I plead not guilty.’ He went on, ‘I only set up the conditions.

It is God who does the healing.’

 

We have in our body the creative spirit of God, urging us to grow and become what we could be.

We have in our body the re-creative spirit of God , urging us toward healing and well-being.

We have in our body God’s spirit of growing and well-being.

 

It seems a damaged femoral nerve, given a chance, will take four to six weeks to heal itself.

 

What does the parable have for us?

The vineyard owner has a fig tree which has not fruited after three years.

He tells his gardener, ‘Cut it down! Why should it go on using up the soil?’

 

But the gardener answered, ‘Leave it alone, sir, just one more year; I will dig around it and put in some manure. Then if the tree bears figs next year, so much the better; if not, then you can have it cut down.’

 

Now we have a team of expert gardeners in the congregation.

Would those people please come forward.

From a gardener’s point of view, what do you think about this parable?

……………………..

 

The vineyard owner is  harsh.

He condemns the tree.

 

The gardener is compassionate.

He knows the tree will bear figs if it can.

He knows, if it is not bearing figs, the conditions are not right.

He knows if the ground around it is loosened and it is given some manure,

next season, it may well bear fruit.

 

When we looked at this parable, Charlie and I agreed,

it is a Gospel of a second chance.

 

The vineyard owner is of a judgemental, punitive culture.

He’s the type who says:

Perform or go.

Heads must roll.

Lock him up and throw away the key.

 

I think we will see the Head of  Telecom resign.

Have you seen him on The News?

Hasn’t he looked exhausted?

I’m sure he’s doing his best.

He’s probably doing a good job.

He’s Scottish: he might be Presbyterian!

There’s a problem with the technology.

Someone will be saying, ‘heads must roll.’

And he will go.

 

Charlie faces this culture in his work-place.

Elements of the story.

Our shop is given a budget, a target for sales

If we don’t meet that budget, I could lose my job.

This is regardless of a recession or anything else beyond my control.

 

We see when a sports team isn’t winning,

soon there is a cry –sack the coach!

 

The gardener is of a compassionate, caring culture.

He’s the type who says:

Nothing and no-one is a hopeless case.

There is the potential for good things in every situation.

 

The gardener is compassionate and caring.

He’s the type who asks:

What’s wrong?

How can we help?

What do you need?

 

The owner is saying -Get rid of it!

The gardener is saying -Help it along.

 

We remember Zacchaeus the tax collector.

He had the contract from Rome to levy taxes.

He made people pay excessive customs duty.

Everyone hated him!.

 

When he heard Jesus was coming, he climbed a tree to get a good view.

And what happened?

Jesus looked up and said, ‘I’m coming to your place for tea!’

 

Jesus accepted him.

Jesus saw good in him.

Zacchaeus found he had something to offer Jesus.

They ate and drank together, talked and laughed together.

 

And what happened?

Zacchaeus become generous and kind –he paid everyone back!

 

Lesley and I bought with your generous garden voucher money,

among other things, a ‘Black-boy peach’ sapling.

 

‘Black boy’ these days sounds a bit politically incorrect!

In the spring, there was no sign of leaves appearing.

I wondered if it may not have survived.

I was close to digging it out.

I spoke to a nursery-man about it.

He said, ‘Have a scratch around it, and  wait.’

Sure enough, in a week or so, buds appeared.

I learned a few years ago, in Robbie’s first year at school, he was often sent out of the room.

He spent a lot of time sitting on the step outside the class-room.

He was regarded as a naughty boy.

 

His teacher was of the vineyard owner type.

She was of the judgemental, punitive culture.

She put the little boy out of the room.

 

Robbie came home with a painting he had done. It had ‘Rodert’ on the bottom.

 

If his teacher had been a gardener type, she would have :

given him time,

given him care,

she would have discovered wee Robbie had a dyslexia problem.

 

He struggled for some years.

When he got help for his dyslexia, he flowered.

 

Maybe you have been the victim of a vineyard owner.

Maybe someone wrote you off.

 

Today we celebrate the great gardener,

who has compassion for us,

who gives us a second chance,

who gives us what we need  to grow and to be fruitful.

 

When I was restricted to my chair,

I received a card from Frances Coburn on behalf of our Board of Managers .

Did it read, ‘Your sick-leave expires at the end of the month’?

No.

It read

‘Don’t hurry back. Get yourself well.’

Our board people are not vineyard owners, but gardeners.

 

I am looking ahead to Easter Day.

Remember when the women went to Jesus’ tomb,

they met a man they thought was the gardener.

It was the risen Jesus.

 

We are gardeners to one another and to everyone around us.

So we will lead fruitful lives.

February 28: Rev. John's Return

Philippians 3.17-4.1

 

It was toward the end of my holiday I found myself with searing pain

in my hips and then in my knee.

I could neither stand nor walk, nor lie down; happily I could sit.

On the Sunday, I could only sit while Lesley packed up and loaded the car.

 

I like to pull my weight, do my share, more than my share.

Here I was of no help at all.

 

Perhaps you have found yourself in a similar situation.

 

My G.P. gave me an Urgent Referral to Accident and Emergency to see an orthopaedic specialist. Lesley and I sat in the waiting area for four hours. We watched the stream of unwell, frightened people passing through: among others, in a wheel chair a young woman looking like she might be anorexic and a young man, shaking, hand-cuffed to a policeman.

I had to face the reality –I am one of these unwell, frightened people.

 

Perhaps you have been in that situation.

 

What does our Faith have for us?

Paul wrote to the people in Philippi,  ‘Follow my example, my friends. Pay attention to those who follow the right example we have set before you.’

 

I thought about Paul, then known as Saul, struck down on the road to Damascus.

Saul was a leading Pharisee, a man accustomed to being in control.

He found himself blind.

And what happened? Luke tells us (Acts 9),

‘The men who were with him, took him by the hand and led him into Damascus.’

 

The once powerful man found himself led by the hand.

 

Perhaps you have found yourself in a similar situation.

 

It is not easy to accept loss of control, loss of independence.

 

I think about Lesley taking my arm, helping me to get into A & E and other places.

 

I think about  Sue Blair. After an hour or so waiting at A & E, Sue, a St Giles woman who works in the office, spotted me. She came over to us.

‘What are you doing here, John?  Can I get you a cup of coffee?’

Her care was a lovely blessing.

 

I think about you dear people sending me cards and remembering me in your prayers.

 

I am the one who does the caring!

It is both hard and wonderful to be the one now accepting the care!

 

Perhaps you have found yourself in a similar situation.

 

Paul accepted his loss of control.

Paul accepted the care he needed.

 

And so will you and I.

 

We are people who follow Paul’s example.

 

For Paul, being struck down and accepting help,

was the beginning of his new, wonderful life in the way of Jesus.

 

I invite you, if you would like to, to have a word with your neighbour about what I have been saying.

…………………..

 

Isn’t it interesting, Paul didn’t say:

‘Obey the Commandments.’ He didn’t say,

‘Believe in the Virgin Birth.’ He said,

‘Follow my example.’

 

Of course, Paul followed Jesus’ example.

Our Faith is not about commandments or creeds.

Our Faith is about following in the way of Jesus, in the way of Paul, in the way of  good people through the centuries, in the way of those around us today.

 

In my pain and disability, I have thought about St Giles people who have been in a similar situation; I have thought about your courage and your graciousness.

I have followed your example.

I have made my way through.

 

Paul goes on, ‘I have told you many times before and now I repeat it with tears: there are many whose lives make them enemies of Christ’s death on the cross. They are going to end up in hell, because their god is their belly.’

 

While I have been at home, I have watched some television.

I am astonished by the number of programmes there are about cooking and food!

I like nice food.

The Celts would say, we know God’s love in food and drink

-As we do in the Communion.

 

Christine and I think Paul is talking about greed.

In the time of  Paul, fine Roman houses had a vomitorium.

People in the middle of a feast would go off to vomit –so they could keep eating!

There is something obscene about people in the western world being obese

-when there are many people in the third world who are dying of starvation.

 

Paul writes of these people, ‘They are proud of what they should be ashamed of.’

Have you come across people like that?

Can a man be proud of his profitable business if it has meant hard working people have lost their job?

Can a man be proud of his financial success if it has meant careful, thrifty people

have lost their savings?

 

Paul goes on, ‘We, however, are citizens of heaven, and we eagerly await for our Saviour, the Lord Jesus Christ to come from heaven. He will change our weak, mortal bodies and make them like his own glorious body.’

 

Christine has been thinking about these words.

In the early years of the Church, it was expected Jesus would soon return.

I think we are ‘citizens of heaven’ in that we are concerned with eternal things:

we are concerned to have the love, the strength and the skill to live the way of Jesus.

 

On Wednesday afternoon, when Christine and I met, she happened to mention to me that after school she would be taking Jason to the orthodontist, Philip to the doctor, then if she could manage it, take Jason from the orthodontist to school for indoor soccer!

I am thinking about mothers as engaging with eternal things, having the love, strength and skill to live the way of Jesus.   

 

We have had Tim and Terri, Ella and Sarah staying. I have seen the girls show their drawings to their mother, and heard Terri saying, ‘That’s wonderful Ella!’ That’s beautiful Sarah!’ They are given endless praise. I have heard a cry in the night and then footsteps coming from their parent’s room.’ They are given constant, tender care.

 

Ella having come through major surgery, could have been a timid little one. Sarah being the sister of  Ella who has needed special attention, could have been a resentful little one. But no. They are wonderfully confident, caring, happy little girls. They are growing up knowing the eternal love of God.

 

Paul has been writing plainly about what it means to follow Jesus.

Is he critical of the Philippians?

Is he angry with the Philippians?

Is he making the Philippians feel guilty?

No.

Listen to his concluding words:

 

‘So then my friends, how dear you are to me and how I miss you! How happy you make me and how proud I am of you!

This, then, dear friends, is how you should stand firm in your life in the Lord.’

 

Paul loves and admires the people of Philippi.

 

Through the weeks of my pain and disability, I have been in touch with the fine worship offered here, the good care given, the life of St Giles up and running.

I have sensed your kind prayers for me.

I have been loved through to this day.

I thank you.

Like Paul, I have a new understanding.

Like Paul, I have been taken and led by the hand.

Like Paul, I have a new engagement in the way of Jesus.

I give thanks to God.       

February 21: The First Sunday in Lent

“When the devil had finished every test, he departed from him until an opportune time.”

 

Some years ago, probably to do with moving house, and therefore changing electorate, I received a letter advising me of my place on the electoral role, addressed to my correct name and address, but giving me the title of “Rear Admiral.”

 

It turned out that the codes for Rear Admiral and Reverend where close together – and the mistake was soon rectified, though not before a colleague had enjoyed addressing me as “your warship.”

 

This incident came to mind this week as I thought about Jesus being tempted with worldly wealth and title, and then things led on to another navy link – which I’ll come to in a minute.

 

As we begin the season of Lent, remembering the time Jesus spent in the wilderness before he began his public ministry, Luke’s account shows something of the testing process Jesus went through before beginning his public ministry. Reading the gospel story, and having Charlie read it too, and talking it over with him, some new insights have opened on this event for me this week.

 

One has been to imagine this time for Jesus as part of a recruitment and selection process, a comparison which was prompted (maybe accidentally) by an idea of Charlie’s, and jogged along by some experiences I have had over the past year.

 

The thought that made the connection initially was minor, and I’ll come to it in a moment, the broader connection has been to do with a process I have been going through to be recruited into the Navy as a part time Chaplain with the Naval Reserve. It has been quite an extended process, starting with referees, going on through psychological testing (by the Navy,) theological checking (by a committee of Defence Force Chaplains,) vetting by the local staff of HMNZS Pegasus, and finally fitness checking.

 

I have a letter from the Naval Surgeon in Devonport advising we all deteriorate from the age of 35, and therefore because of my age I am automatically considered unfit until proved otherwise. So I have recently had a cardiac assessment on a treadmill. That was interesting, especially when the nurse called for a doctor half way through, standing at the door and calling out that she wanted him to listen to a “funny noise” – there was the slightest of pauses before she added that the treadmill was squeaking!

 

The doctor may have realised the potential for concern, as he did look at the monitor and assure me I seemed to be running OK even if the machine was not. That test being met, I have since been sent for an eye test (result – unfit for combat but might be OK to read prayers!) and this week have a booking for a full check up with another doctor.

 

What made the connection for me with Jesus’ “recruiting process” was a comment of Charlie’s about what Jesus went through. One of the aspects that he picked up on was why the devil stopped when he did. Why did the temptations stop after three goes? He wondered if the devil saw what he was up against, became depressed, and gave up – figuring he could not win!

 

Then we wondered what was it that determined the length of the test for Jesus, we are told he was in the desert for forty days, why forty days?

 

A question for me also remains over what is meant by an “opportune time” - “When the devil had finished every test, he departed from him until an opportune time.”

 

Also, and an enduring question for me, what do we mean by this ‘devil’ idea anyway?

 

In our reading from Luke’s gospel we have an account of Jesus wrestling with the devil, of Jesus being offered gratification of his immediate needs when he was hungry, being offered worldly power if he will but “fall down and worship” the devil and, finally, being tempted to put God to the test by seeing if angels would prevent him falling to his death.

 

Each temptation offers an insight into the struggle Jesus went through. He must have been hungry, famished, be it a full forty days or a figure of speech meaning a long time, even a short period without food would surely have tested his resolve.

 

Incidentally, regarding what qualifies as a long time, I’d now say it depends what you are doing – twelve minutes on a treadmill seemed an eternity!

 

So we have Jesus tempted to end his hunger, and then even if the illustration of being shown “all the kingdoms of the world” is a deliberate exaggeration, I am sure the temptation was real.  Jesus was clearly a charismatic leader, a man who drew people to him, people who we see later being ready to leave what they were doing and follow him. He could easily have been a leading figure in “the kingdoms of the world.”

 

Maybe Jesus even considered the possibility that a show of his importance – being saved from certain death – would mark him out and guarantee a following … and rejected show for the substance of teaching and example.

 

I cannot help think but of the terrorist attacks that have become almost daily news.  What must the leaders of these groups be like?  They must be powerful and attractive people who have people so inspired that they are ready to sacrifice even their own lives, dying for their cause.

 

Jesus could have had a following like this, but this was not Jesus’ way. 

 

And yet perhaps the possibility was attractive to him, just for a while.

 

Perhaps he saw the death that would come from his path, and wondered what his going to a criminal’s death would achieve.

 

And he wrestled with the devil of these thoughts before he turned away to practice the worship of the Lord his God – and to show us how to do the same. 

 

As for the devil, there is strong biblical imagery, especially in the books we call the Old Testament, of the devil, Satan, as God’s counsel for the prosecution – a member of the heavenly court who puts things in the worst possible light, the voice which argues the case against God – or against what we see as good - not evil personified, but more insidious perhaps, with opportune moments great or small presenting themselves in our daily decisions.

 

For Jesus, I can imagine him having an inner voice telling him he didn’t have to go hungry, to suffer, to die, and that this went on all his life, not just in the struggle we are told about. perhaps this wilderness struggle became a defining point, a time Jesus looked back on, drawing strength from the resolve he reached at that time, time when he countered the prosecution argument, and entered his judgement for God.

 

An interesting point with the account of Jesus struggle is that it cannot be an eyewitness account.  Jesus was alone, his struggle was a solitary one. So the very way the words have come to us shows that his disciples have also discerned something of the struggle Jesus underwent.

 

Perhaps they saw something of Jesus struggling at later “opportune times” when he wondered at the progress he was making.

 

Perhaps the words that come to us also bear witness to the fight the disciples came to know as they too were tempted to take different paths.

 

In the end the disciples discerned the truth that Jesus had stood for in his struggle, they saw the way that led to life for all – and they too chose the way of Jesus.

 

I am sure Jesus was tempted by what might have been, by what he could have done with the gifts he knew he had, and we celebrate his choice, and maybe find our own strength in his example, even as we remember what a costly choice he made. 

 

How do we respond?

 

We will have opportunities also to decide whether to ‘worship the lord our God and serve God alone,’ to use our lives for good or ill, and if the question seems hard at times, we know that even God has had that struggle, in Jesus in the wilderness, and beyond.

 

With Jesus we may become the ones who, in the words of the psalm, “live in the shelter of the Most High, who abide in the shadow of the Almighty: we do not need to struggle alone.

 

Thanks be to God.

February 14: Jesus - Alongside as we Embrace Possibilities

Luke 5.1-11                                                                                                    

 

‘I'm just an ordinary man,
who desires nothing more than an ordinary chance,
to live exactly as he likes, and do precisely what he wants...
An average man am I …

 

I find the story William read us this morning, Jesus with fisherman Peter, particularly engaging.

I think because I so like Peter, Simon Peter, the protagonist.

He seems and ordinary sort of bloke.  He’s so very human!

I hear him, as he washes those nets, singing,

‘I’m just an ordinary man

who desires nothing more than an ordinary chance

to do exactly as I please,

to live my life, free of strife,

tending my nets, sailing my boat,

bringing back all the fish that I can catch.’

 

-       I think we have here a few ordinary blokes and blokesses.

Hands up if you think you might be one of them …

………

 

 

‘I’m just an ordinary man…’

We’ll look more closely at Luke’s Simon Peter.

-       He’s a family man (remember how Jesus came to the aid of his unwell mother-in-law)?

-       He tinkers a bit (seems quite happy pottering on the lakeshore, attending to his nets,  enjoying the company of a mate or two – is there a blokes’ shed, I wonder?),

-       And he enjoys a spot of fishing.

 

‘I’m just an ordinary man …’

……..

 

 

Peter and his friend are at the lake, washing nets.

Along comes Jesus, who hops into one of the wee boats, Peter’s actually.’

‘Would you push us out a bit, Pete?   Need to talk to the people. Easier if I can see them all.’

And so Peter does just that. He pushes his boat, with Jesus on board, out a bit.

 

Now, Peter will have been feeling a bit tired.

He and his mates have been out all night, and they’ve caught nothing.

They’re probably thinking, ‘No fish … no money … no food …’

They might even be a bit depressed.

 

Is that feeling you know a bit about yourself?

Being a bit down, a bit worried about things.

It’s getting harder to make ends meet, and the GST is going up, and will the Super go up enough to match it….?

 

 

Nevertheless, good old Peter does as Jesus has asked. He pushes the boat out a bit.

And guess what! 

Jesus then asks Peter to push the boat out even further … into deep water,

then to let down the nets for a catch.

Peter does that too.  ‘If you say so,’ he tells Jesus, ‘I will let down the nets.’

 

Isn’t it wonderful … Jesus is concerned that these men will have enough to eat. Jesus’ concern for them is as much for their physical well being as for their spiritual! He knows they need a few more fish.

He hasn’t said, ‘Hey, come along to the synagogue and I’ll offer a wee prayer for you.’

He hasn’t even suggested these fishermen might do better if they upped their church going.

 

And isn’t it wonderful too  … Peter is able to take up Jesus’ suggestion, confident that all will be well.

………..

 

 

Now, the deep water.

We know fishermen generally threw out their nets in the shallows.

You and I often choose the shallows too.  It feels safer, doesn’t it, to stick to what we are familiar with, than to venture out further.

I recall the years it took me to find the courage finally to give away my teaching job – and all its inherent security.  I think those close to me thought it would never happen.

I recall the very real inner struggle of a woman wanting to sell her home, so to pool resources with her whanau.

She spoke often of her financial security and of her desire to retain it.

She spoke of her need for her own space, and her desire to retain that too.

 

Of course we know the old saying ‘Take care not to get yourself into deep water.’

Be careful, don’t go any further than you know you can safely manage.

Deep water can be scary, can be difficult to handle.

Taking a risk is not often in our nature … perhaps even less in the nature of Presbyterians!

Sticking with what we know, routines we know, sticking with doing things the way we’ve always done them...

How often have you, finally having ventured into a deep water place, looked back with great satisfaction and happiness, knowing you have come into a place of deep satisfaction.

Of course this might be in a relationship, or at work, or in something for which you have long hoped and dreamed.

The woman who sold her own home is now relishing the rich blessings of living in community.

 

With her family, she has developed a new confidence.

With Jesus alongside, Peter and his friends grow in confidence.

With Jesus alongside, we too grow in confidence.

 

Charlie and I reflected a bit around this:

Deep water, as in water that is deep, and I, are not compatible. Partly because I’m vertically challenged and also because I’m not a good swimmer.

Some time ago, I took swimming lessons with Dalton ’s pools. There was a class of 5 people of varying abilities. One of the class just floated on the surface no matter what he did. He was nicknamed “Corky”.  I sank!!  The tutor said to me ‘Charlie, you’re a  drowner’.   So much for giving me great confidence.

However, the other deep water, as in throwing oneself into, is a different story. 

I’ve always believed that you should throw yourself in the deep end and by doing so you LEARN to swim.  It’s the only option.

When I opened my music store some years ago, I had no money. I sold my old Vauxhall car, cashed in an insurance policy, which didn’t net me a great deal, and leased a shop in a new arcade. The rent was  $480 per month which in those days was quite a lot.  I had a great confidence and, in those days, my faith was in my own ability. There was no thought of failure.  That was throwing yourself in the deep end but the risk I took gave me a deep satisfaction.  I was doing something I loved and had wanted to do for some time.

My shop ran for 28 years before it became a Musicworks store in 2001.

In the story of Simon Peter and his partners, I see they had a great faith and a great trust in Jesus. He challenged that faith.

The fishermen could have said, ‘No, we’re fed up, we’re tired, we just want to go home and have a sleep’.  Most people would have. They didn’t. They threw themselves in the deep end metaphorically speaking.  It could have been the worst decision of their lives and everything could have turned to custard.  It was a big risk but their faith was greater. That great faith brought them to a place of great enrichment, of fulfillment and personal discovery.

Not bad for a bunch of modest fishermen.

 

But back to Peter and the others – in their deep water.

 … ‘they caught such a large number of fish that the nets were about to break’.

They needed their mates to come and help with the pulling in!

This was no one person effort.

This was a coming together, a being together in the deep water sort of effort, this was about community.

The fish they caught were enough for everyone , and more!

………

 

 

 

What happens next?

“When Simon Peter saw what had happened, he fell on his knees before Jesus and said, ‘Go way from me, Lord!  I am a sinful man!”’

Poor Peter has trouble accepting the Good News.

Poor Peter feels unworthy.

Is there a bit of Peter in you, do you think?  Have you heard yourself say, ‘Oh, you shouldn’t have.’?

It has been said, ‘the rough moment for the atheist is not bad news, but good news.’

We do not always find it easy to take on board the unearned, unconditional love of God. We do not always understand it, let alone easily embrace its gift to us.

 

Peter and the others were amazed at the large number of fish they had caught.

Jesus said to Peter, ‘Don’t be afraid; from now on you will be catching people.’

 

Charlie shared about this:

This story is about ordinary people like you and I---as  Margaret said “blokes and blokesses”

It’s about fishermen casting their nets to catch fish. It’s also about Jesus casting his net to catch people.  The word ‘catch’ bothered me because it conjures up an image of a fish trapped in a net or an animal caught in a trap. Catch can also mean to seize or capture.  I don’t think, in fact I’m sure, Jesus didn’t intend to seize or capture anyone.

I liken Jesus casting his net, to a mother hen gathering her chicks under her wing to a place that is encouraging, enfolding, supporting and safe.

A place where it’s good to be.  A place where it’s comfortable.

As people who have been gathered in Jesus’ net, we know that place.

 

 

‘I’m just an ordinary man …’

Today’s story, so rich, so full of what really matters,

so filled with  the Jesus story (another ordinary-but-special sort of bloke, I suspect)

takes place not in some precious building,

not in some holy or set apart place,

but on a lake,

in the open

in the midst of ordinary everyday life.

 

Isn’t it interesting, Jesus hasn’t challenged Peter to go off and become a rabbi,

or even a carpenter!

Jesus is quite content that Peter be a fisherman,

an ordinary bloke,

and in the ordinariness, invites Peter to ask himself:

What deep waters might be calling me?

What risk might I need to embrace if I am to become the person God is wanting me to be?

 

 

‘I'm just an ordinary man,
who desires nothing more than an ordinary chance,
to live exactly as he likes, and do precisely what he wants...
An average man am I, of no eccentric whim,
who likes to live his life, free of strife,
doing whatever he thinks is best, for him,
well... just an ordinary man... ‘

…………….

 

What have we been hearing?

I think that once again we have been hearing God’s interweaving of sacred with ordinary, divine with  domestic - don’t you?

 

Once again we have been discovering the simple, yet rich gift for us of the Godstory.

 

And with that discovering, we will go on knowing we can embrace whatever the future might have for us.

January 31: In The Love we Embrace the Challenge

Luke 4.21 – 30                                                                                   

 

I think life can sometimes be a bit tricky. 

 

We think we’ve got things sorted, everything’s are ticking along quite nicely

and bang! the unexpected happens.

Plans go out of the window, our once smooth life-map has developed a wrinkle or two.

 

 

Some twenty years ago my family all disappeared to distant university towns.

I planned for time on my own.  I moved to a smaller home. Little did I know!

I’m now  adept at emptying the spare bedroom.

The room attached to my garage has developed ever expanding sides; right now it looks more like a bike shop than a store room.

I am enjoying having my daughter home again.

Last week I promised myself to stop counting reappearances.

 

How do we respond to the unexpected, to events not previously entered into our ‘cosy life’ diaries?

Where does challenge fit in our scheme of things?

 

 

Over my front fence is a very active Bowling Club

Today they have an open day.

On Wednesday this invitation appeared in my letter box. (show invite)  It reads:

‘If you thought lawn bowls was for stuffy old nanas, think again ...’

‘forget the whites ... jandals and bare feet are fine ...’

-       I think I’ve told you before about the pristine white hats which in a strong nor’wester arrive in my garden. 

I am trying to imagine what else might now appear.

 

My friend, thoughtfully remembering my recent back surgery, asked me if the invitation might be my opportunity!

I explained to her that for now, I prefer gardening.

It might not always be easy – but I’m not ready to give up.

-       I think the gardeners amongst us will understand what I am saying.

 

 

I think I am coming to better understand that what we choose for ourselves, and what we don’t but which comes anyway, cannot always be separated,

that comfort and challenge do not always live in separate houses,

that our pathway through the convenient and the stretching is often braided.

 

In my reading this week one sentence in particular took my attention. 

It went something like this:

‘Christian churches should not be comfortable clubs of conformity but communities of loving defiance.’ (Ronald Sider)

‘Communities of loving defiance’ – strong stuff.

Comfort and love and challenge all rolled into one - again!

 

Now, many of us are parents.

We have discovered that the nurturing of open and independent young minds is not always straightforward.

Young people can see things from a different perspective - and often they are right!

Have you ever found in hindsight this ‘different perspective’ nudging and persuading you, growing you on?

Have you, like me, said sometimes in hindsight, ‘Thank God for those little nudges.’

 

 

What does our faith have for us?

This morning’s Good News comes from the great storyteller, Luke.

A good story, of course, gives comfort, to children especially.

Shall we, you and I, look forward then, as we hear from Luke, to sitting back in some comfort?

Perhaps not. 

 

I want to suggest to you that a great story has also another dimension.

A great storyteller knows the power of a story to move us, to grow us on from one place to another.

I see Luke’s Jesus dealing to tameness, dissolving domestication, suspending silence.

Strong stuff again!

 

This morning we find Luke planting Jesus right at the heart of the religious tradition of Israel ,

presenting Jesus returning to his hometown, Nazareth .

Some writers have noticed Luke’s apparent lack of concern for historical and geographical accuracy.

One has pointed out that if, as Luke says, Nazareth was built up on a hill, it must have been moved since!

Nazareth is, of course, on the slope of a hill; there was no cliff over which the villagers could throw Jesus.

Luke, never having visited the place, was not to know any more than we do the actual geography of Nazareth .

 

Luke’s concern is for theology rather than geography or history.

Luke offers us God’s story as Luke, storyteller, chooses to reveal it.

But I digress …

 

 

The Good News continues.

Jesus, local lad recently come home, read from the scroll:

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me …

The people, many of them family and near family, have listened.

They have liked what Jesus has said; all has appeared to be going well.

The local lad has, at least seemingly, proved himself.

We might imagine them patting one another on the back:

‘This is good stuff … we’ll be okay …he’ll do for us …you think he’ll stay around a bit …?’

 

Then they listen some more.

The lad begins to offer words which surprise, radical words.

They become upset.

They had been expecting as friends and family, a bit of preferential treatment.

Jesus tells them that foreigners, Gentiles will come ahead of them!

 

Jesus has made some unrealistic demands.

He has come disturbing the comfort.

The self-assured have their feathers ruffled; suddenly, comfort has become vulnerability.

 

Jesus’ understanding of God, of religion does not match that of his audience.

He tells them that God has not only miraculously cured Naaman, a Syrian leper, but has also given food to a poor Zarephath widow!

What point then in being a Jew?

What point in keeping all those commandments?

Jesus has failed to offer what they wanted to hear.

He has failed to act as they wanted him to act,

and, Luke tells us, the people reacted strongly.

 

When they heard Jesus’ words ‘they were filled with anger.  They rose up, dragged Jesus out of the town, and took him to the top of the hill … they meant to throw him over the cliff.’ !

What do you make of that?

 

Perhaps you have come to mind a time when you have reacted in haste rather than responded with due consideration.

I do; I carry a bit of regret.

It is easy to allow the comfort of stability to stand in the way of the challenge, and possible discomfort of change, isn’t it.

 

 

So, where to from here?

What are we to make of this challenging Jesus, this leaping-the-boundaries-of-acceptable-behaviour sort of Jesus?

What do we make of Luke’s words?

 

We’ll return a moment to the sentence which took my attention last week:

‘Christian churches should not be comfortable clubs of conformity but communities of loving defiance.’ (Ronald Sider)

‘Communities of loving defiance’ – strong stuff.

Comfort and love and challenge all rolled into one - again!

 

It has been suggested that living the Jesus way means embracing biophilia, all that supports love and joy and enjoyment,

and resisting necrophilia, all that robs of life, oppresses, abuses….

You will know that such living can take us to scary places.

You will recall from Trevor’s reading, Jeremiah hearing from God that things would break down before being rebuilt.

You might recall a time in your own life journey when you have looked back and said, ‘Yes, it was a rough time … but I have come through it.’

 

Many are wondering all the ‘whys’ of the Haiti earthquake.

... We have seen the young woman pulled alive from the rubble after two weeks.

 

 

When the people heard Jesus’ words, they were filled with anger.  ‘They rose up, dragged Jesus out of the town, and took him to the top of the hill … they meant to throw him over the cliff’

‘but he walked through the middle of the crowd and went his way.’

 

Jesus walked through the middle.

Unafraid, he embraced the challenge.

as you and I embrace challenge.

You and I know at the heart of Jesus’ ministry the inclusive, all embracing love of God,

not always comfortable, not always easy,

but always welcoming,

extravagantly welcoming,

 

and together we will embrace it with courage and confidence.

January 24: Jesus Explains the Love

Luke 4.14-21                                                                                             

 

‘Three strikes and you’re out!’

What do you make of these words?

They’re a part of a bill proposed by the Act party.

 ‘Three strikes and you’re out’.

If you step too far outside the law three times, we’ll lock you up and throw away the key.

 

 

We are in the midst of the liturgical season of Epiphany.

Epiphany, manifestation, showing ..

What do you think is being shown here?

What message comes to you through the words ‘Three strikes and you’re out.’

‘Three strikes and you’re out!’

It’s a catchy phrase, rolls easily off the tongue.

Catchy phrases linger.  People like them; they stick.  You don’t need to think too much.

- Perhaps Rodney Hide’s a bit smarter than we thought.

 

 

Last week I ran into a former student of mine.

He was working in a supermarket.

His whole face beamed, he stood upright. The uniform suited him well.

I congratulated him on his job.  He told me he had some responsibility around others.

He said, ‘You never thought I’d make it, did you.’

‘I wasn’t exactly an angel when you last knew me.’

I had to agree.

I remember the great holes in his learning, the struggle with uniform, the aggression,

I remember the discipline system not really working for him – or for a number of others in my fold.

I remember setting up something more appropriate.

‘You never thought I’d make it, did you.’

-       ‘And by the way, I’m living with a new family. We get on really well.’

 

Three strikes and you’re out … the epiphany … and this morning’s reading.

A bit like a modernist bunch of flowers, don’t you think?

Unexpecteds coming together, striking a chord somewhere, inviting us to sit up and take notice.

And perhaps in the taking notice discovering new thoughts of our own.

 

 

Jesus returns to Nazareth , a bit of expectation piled on his shoulders.

‘We knew his Dad, you know.’

He comes to the synagogue – one of ours.

As anticipated, and in line with local practice, he stands up, so declaring his willingness to read.

He is chosen.

He reads from Isaiah, and then sits down.

(It was quite normal for Rabbis to be seated as they taught.  Jesus was not finished.  He was just beginning!)

 

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me,

He has chosen me to bring good news to the poor.

He has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives

and recovery of sight to the blind;

to set free the oppressed

and announce that the time has come

when the Lord will save his people.

 

He continues:

This passage of scripture has come true today as you heard it being read.

 

-       A stunned hush.  ‘Today … has been …’

 

Words from history have been unhitched,

Jesus brings them home to his people.

Once on the outside, now they are inside … here … now …

 

What is this man offering?

Jesus is offering a world of new dimensions,

pointing to a world where patterns of thinking and behaving modelled on power and on hierarchies will give way to something different.

 

Who’s in and who’s out is not for us to manage.

Who’s in and who’s out is God’s business.

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me...

he has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives ...

 

We have a task to do; we must count people in, not out

 

 

If we read on, we see that soon the people will become restless, angry even.

-       Jesus’ own think he’s bragging a bit.

And the religious authorities - this is certainly not what they want to hear.

This young carpenter from Galilee , this young man on his first speaking engagement is not smoothing feathers; he is ruffling them!

He is choosing at the beginning of his public ministry to begin the way he will go on.

 

Of course we know that in Jesus’ world an option for the poor was a dangerous option.

The poor had always kept the affluent,

maintained the comfortable stability of society as it was.

Seems this man is not planning just a gentle ruffling; he’s planning a complete makeover! 

 

 

‘Three strikes and you’re out’

You know, in 2001 our prison population was around 4000.

In 2009 it was almost 9000.

New Zealand puts people behind bars at a per capita rate unmatched by any other western democracy outside of the United States of America .

 

I am told that Garth McVicar speaking at a recent Rotary gathering in a rather well-heeled part of Auckland , was given a standing ovation … by all except two men.

 

Do you find that a little disconcerting?

Is it a measure of the ‘in’ and the ‘out’ in our world?

I read that even in these economically stretched times only half of our country’s richest one hundred families pay tax on the top rate.

 

He has chosen me to bring good news to the poor.

He has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives

and recovery of sight to the blind;

to set free the oppressed

and announce that the time has come

when the Lord will save his people.

 

This passage of scripture has come true today as you heard it being read.

 

Jesus redefines family.

Jesus reminds us of a place where difference is welcomed, and diversity valued.

God’s household, all that which is made after God’s likeness, the whole of creation, a Good New place.

There is no in and no out; all are in!

All are loved.

All are of value.

 

How do we show we value?

Of course, here at St Giles we are experts!

The Love flows freely.

We love, and we are loved

we understand the loving of different people differently, each according to their difference, each according to their particular need,

today and every day.

 

 

I think the storyteller we know as Luke has given us something valuable.

This story is not one about some other place at some other time.

Luke has Jesus telling us

This passage of scripture has come true today as you heard it being read!

 

The agenda of the God of freedom, the God we know, is written new every morning.

We have opportunity,

Albeit sometimes an uncomfortable one,

we have invitation,

perhaps not always the invitation we would want to receive,

and it arrives every day!

 

 

‘Three strikes and you’re out’; seems to me a bit like an after-the-event sort of approach.

Do we pray for a pain free world,

or that we might engage more fully with the inevitable pain of the world.

 

Do we live the story on the inside,

or on the outside?

 

Do we decide who’s ‘in and who’s ‘out’ … or is that God’s business?

 

What shall be our Epiphany showing?

 

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me...

he has sent me to proclaim liberty to the captives ...

 

Jesus has unhitched the words, the Love.

 

It’s here for the catching.

January 17: Jesus Celebrates Community

John 2.1 – 11                                                                                                              January 17 2010

 

 

On Tuesday I enjoyed the Friendship Circle ’s monthly lunch, here at St Giles.

If you’ve never come along, you don’t know what you are missing.

As folk were arriving I heard someone say:

‘We don’t seem to have as many sandwiches as usual.  I hope there’ll be enough!’

 

I glanced along the row of tables. Should I dash out and buy some more?

Yes, there were gaps where plates of food might be.

I decided not to worry; the savouries were yet to come from the kitchen.

It is never known how many people will turn up, and I’ve never seen any one go away hungry.

 

It was not long before the seats were filled. 

The tables were groaning with food!

And you know what?  When it came time for people to go home, some left with plates piled almost as high as those which they had brought along a couple of hours earlier!

 

Isn’t St Giles a great place to be!

Aren’t we fortunate to understand community in the Jesus way.

.............

 

Jesus went to a wedding in Cana in Galilee .

He took five disciples along with him.

His mother, Mary, was there too.

 

It was not long before the wine ran out.

Was it because he took his friends along?

We don’t know.

Was it because everyone was having such a great time?

We don’t know.

 

Perhaps you have had such a thing happen for you when you have had people over.

Perhaps you have had occasion to be anxious that the food and drink you have prepared might in the end be insufficient.

 

I remember being in the lower pecking order of having six brothers and sisters.

when my mother said ‘F.H.B.’ I would wonder whether I would get in the end even to taste the raspberries, or the lemon chiffon pie!

- Of course I understand now why she said it.

 

Hospitality mattered to her, as indeed it mattered much to the first century Jews.

To have insufficient food to offer guests was a terrible embarrassment.

It pointed inadequacy.

Jewish people are very hospitable.

Such embarrassment in early Palestine turned quickly to shame.

 

 

What does God have for us in this morning’s story?

Notice this is an ordinary, down-to-earth sort of family situation that Jesus finds himself in.

As this is an ordinary, down-to earth sort of situation in which we live our faith.

 

Jesus appears at a wedding.

Jesus is in a place where many are gathered.

Jesus is at the heart of local community.

Village weddings were for everyone.

The celebrating probably went on for a whole week!

Villagers sang and danced as the newly married couple made their way from the ceremony to their new home.

They did not then go away on honeymoon; they kept open home so all might come and visit!

 

What does God have for us in this story?

When the wine had given out, Jesus’ mother said to him, ‘They have no wine left.’

 

How did Jesus respond?

‘Woman, why turn to me? My hour has not yet come.’

Do you think he was being a bit offhand?

 

One commentary tells me that far from being discourteous, Jesus, in addressing his mother as ‘Woman’ is, in fact, was using a title of respect.

 

But what about his apparent lack of enthusiasm to deal with the situation in hand?

You might have come to mind one of your own being a bit less than forthcoming when asked perhaps to tidy a bedroom, or put out the bins.

Did you have that feeling of ‘couldn’t they do a bit more about the place?’

 

 

Notice – Jesus, despite his apparent lack of enthusiasm, quietly engaged with the task.

Notice too, Mary’s confidence that he would do so!

She told the servants ‘Do whatever he tells you,’

It seems she knew something we sometimes struggle to know.

 

 

Six stone jars sat in that room – there to hold the water for the ritual cleansing before the meal.

Each held about 100 litres.

Mary was quite confident that Jesus would come up with another six hundred litres of wine!

That’s a lot of wine, even if there were a thousand people at the wedding!

 

So why so much?

Of course, we know that intoxication was not the aim of the game.

It was Jewish custom for wine to be mixed one part with two parts water.

And in Jewish writing, exaggeration is used to make a point.

 

 

What’s going on here?

What is this story in john’s gospel all about?

 

We have a story about God’s plenty.

We have a story about God’s generosity.

It takes place in a place where people have come together for a celebration.

Jesus was no party-pooper.

He was quite at home in a celebration.

He loved to be amongst people

and here, amongst people, he chooses to offer God’s plenty.

 

 

 

 

 

In an ordinary place,

in the sort of place you and I enjoy as we gather here,

the sort of place you and I will return to at the close of worship,

in a humble home

in a place where people come together

Jesus chooses to remind us of God’s generous love.

 

 

We have seen in the papers and on the television the reports from the terrible earthquake in Haiti .

We have seen women, and men and children stunned by what has taken place, overcome with fear.

In a heart-rending story, the The New York Times reported on the scene in Port-au-Prince :

The tiny bodies of children lay in piles next to the ruins of their collapsed school. People with faces covered by white dust and the blood of open wounds roamed the streets. Frantic doctors wrapped heads and stitched up sliced limbs in a hotel parking lot.

The poorest country in the Western Hemisphere , still struggling to recover from the relentless strikes of catastrophic storms in 2008, a picture of heartbreaking devastation ...

 

In response, the world is mobilising.

Whole nations are coming together in support.

The United Nations, despite losing so many of their own, are there.

People from wealthy nations are there

and people from less affluent places are also there, alongside.

 

 

God’s love sometimes offers challenge.

God’s love is sometimes paradoxical.

God’s love is sometimes uncomfortable.

 

But God’s love is always plentiful

full of promise,

for celebrating in places where people gather,

all people, any people,

you and me

the unfortunate people of Haiti

 

people we know

and those we have yet to come to know.

 

In a humble village home

amongst ordinary people

at a family gathering

Jesus came alongside.

The celebration went on.

 

At a wedding in Cana of Galilee

in a building on the corner of Papanui Road and Frank St

in our homes and our community

-       the celebration goes on

and in a tiny nation on the other side of the world

the sign is offered

and the celebration will go on.

 

Thanks be to God.

January 10, 2010: Into the New Year

The Call to Worship

We come, making our way into 2010.

We come, remembering with us our companion, Jesus.

We come in wonder and in thankfulness to worship God.

 

Hymn  243 Love came down at Christmas

 

The Gathering

Last Sunday afternoon I officiated at the wedding of Samara and Rob McCaw.

Samara is the daughter of Lance and Chris Cottam.

Rob is an officer in the RNZ Navy.

The venue was the garden at Mona Vale.

The bride, with her father and bridesmaids, arrived in a punt.

The women were gracious and elegant carrying white parasols. 

There was a pathway for the bride to walk to her waiting groom.

Chris. sprinkled beautiful rose petals for her daughter to walk upon.

 

I am thinking about Chris, preparing the way, making the way beautiful,

for her beloved daughter.

 

I am thinking about John the Baptist preparing the way for Jesus,

whom he loved.

 

It is in that spirit we worship God.

 

Hymn  642 Born in the night

 

Prayer

God of promise,

God of great love,

God of good news,
we dwell in your loving spirit.

 

We bring in our hearts our distress,

concerning everything that’s unfair and unjust,

concerning everything that’s unkind, hurtful, cruel.

 

We bring in our hearts our thankfulness

for everything that’s good, beautiful and true,

for everything that’s generous of heart and of mind,

for everything that brings a happy smile to people’s lips.

 

Let us go into this new year,

offering grace, offering love,

preparing the way for Jesus

our good companion.

 

Word

Matthew 3.1-6

 

Hymn  671 Let there be light

 

When we came to Christchurch, Lesley found she often needed the car. I needed to get to see people. I bought myself a motor-bike, a red Honda 50.

On of the Elders suggested a particular lady who had troubles, might appreciate a visit.

When she came to the door, I introduced myself,

‘I am John Hunt, the new minister.’ She looked at my helmet in my hand and the motor-bike at the gate and said,’

‘You’re not a minister. A minister doesn’t ride a motor-bike!’ And she closed the door!

 

John the Baptist urged everyone, ‘Turn away from your sins, because the kingdom of heaven is near!’

 

What comes into mind when you hear the word ‘sin’?

Maybe you think of the seven deadly sins:

Who knows the seven deadly sins?

They are pride, avarice, envy, wrath, lust, gluttony and sloth.

 

I think sin is more than the seven deadly ones.

Luther said –sin is anything that comes between us and knowing God’s love for us.

We can have attitudes that come between us and knowing God’s love for us.

 

I think about the woman who shut the door on me.

Her attitude concerning a minister riding a motor bike,

meant she could not enjoy the love of God I had for her.

Her attitude came between her and knowing God’s love her.

 

At Chris Bowen’s wedding, I remembered visiting the Bowen family on my motor bike.

I gave Chris and Richard, aged about eight and ten, rides on the back around their lawn.

Their mother was running alongside, ready to catch them if they fell off.

I remember everyone’s delight and laughter.

 

It may be the fun with the minister on my motor bike that day,

nurtured Chris in the faith in which he lives today.

 

That summer, an older man I knew came along to the evening worship.

I had called on him and his wife several times.

The next week his wife phoned me.

‘My husband won’t be going to church again.

He doesn’t believe in a minister wearing shorts.’

 

It was a shame.

His attitude concerning what a minister should or shouldn’t wear,

meant he could not enjoy the love of God shared in the evening worship.

His attitude came between him and knowing God’s love for him.

 

Last Friday on my walk I met a woman along our road.

I introduced myself. She asked,

‘Are you related to the Hunt family in the Hororata Church?’  I said,

‘No, I am not.’  She said,

‘We didn’t like the sexual orientation of the vicar. We left.’

 

I have met the vicar. I like her name, ‘Mary Giles.’

She’s a fine person.

 

It was such a shame.

The woman’s attitude meant she could not enjoy God’s love in Mary and in the Hororata churchpeople.

Her attitude came between her and knowing God’s love for her.

 

Mary comes from the U.S. I have a relative in Darfield, my father’s cousin Jean, who is ninety-two.

Auntie Jean has adopted Mary as another daughter.

They give each other a lot of pleasure.

God’s love dances between them.

 

Relatives of  Chris Bowen’s wife Janna, from Dublin, spoke to me of  their deep sadness

concerning priest paedophiles and bishop cover-ups.

Many of them can no longer go to Mass.

The attitude of the Church hierarchy toward the people

has come between them and knowing God’s love for them.

I have been talking about people’s attitude toward a minister and vicar

and the attitude of some priest’s toward the people.

I tell these stories because they are of my world.

 

Of course something coming between people and God’s love concerns more than clergy!

 

My father had a good friend, Jimmy.

They went fishing together.

They laugh

ed a lot.

One day something happened between them

My father would have nothing to do with Jimmy again.

My father was slow to forgive.

 

Some years passed.

My father learned, Jimmy was dying.

He went to see him. They both cried.

 

My father’s attitude had come between him and Jimmy and meant the end of  their friendship.

My father’s attitude had come between him and knowing God’s love for him in Jimmy.

 

John the Baptist said, ‘Turn away from your sins because the kingdom of heaven is near.’

 

Maybe he is saying

–Turn away from those attitudes that come between you and God’s love for you.

Turn away from those attitudes toward people that come between you having love for one another.

 

‘For the kingdom of heaven is near.’

For God’s love in Jesus, for God’s love in people, is very near.

 

We just need to be free to embrace the love.

We just need to let it happen.

 

I think about Chris Cottam spreading rose petals for her daughter the bride to walk upon.

 

In this new year, let us spread rose petals for one another to walk upon.

 

In this new year, let us walk on rose petals someone has spread for us.

January 3rd, 2010: Worship Service

The Call to Worship

We come on this first Sunday of a New Year.

We come on our life journey from one year to the next.

We come acknowledging 2009 has ended and 2010 is beginning.

We come remembering God’s love with us through all the years.

We come celebrating God’s love will be with us in the year ahead.

 

Hymn  46 O God our help in ages past

 

The Gathering

Happy New Year everyone!

I invite you to greet your neighbour, ‘Happy New Year!’

 

Welcome to any visitors among us.

Welcome to this place of remembering the past, celebrating the present and embracing the future.

Welcome to this place where we engage in the timeless love of God.

Welcome to this place of peace of mind and warmth of heart.

In wonder we worship God.

 

On Christmas Eve in Melbourne, it was raining.

Tim and Terri had bought a trampoline for their little girls.

They hadn’t realised it is so big! It covers a third of their lawn!

They hadn’t realised it is so complicated and would take so long to assemble!

Here they were, the girls oblivious in bed, good parents, out in the rain, wrestling with the trampoline!

 

Jesus didn’t stay tucked up in the manger.

Ella and Sarah didn’t stay tucked up in their basinettes.

 

The little ones call from us costly love.

 

It is in that spirit, we worship God.

 

Hymn  225 Infant holy

 

Prayer

God of endings and of new beginnings.

We look back over the past year,

the pain and the pleasure

and we remember your love with us.

 

We look ahead to the new year,

the fears, the promise, the challenges,

and we know your love will be with us.

 

We are thankful for one another,

companions on our faith and life journey

through good times and bad,

in the year past, as we will be in the year ahead.

 

So we dwell in your love for us

in the peace and in the pleasure of the present moment,

in the spirit of the baby in the manger, crucified and risen.

 

Word

Matthew 2.13-15

 

Hymn   232 The Virgin Mary had a baby boy

 

 

Reflection

 

Early in the morning I walk along Courtenay Road.

I have been walking along praying for inspiration for Christmas worship.

One morning I was walking by a paddock of sheep. They were watching me.

They began to call out,

‘We were there-aa.’

I then walked by a paddock of cattle. They called out,

‘We were there too-oo.’

 

The sheep and the cattle saw God’s love in the baby in the manger.

They were telling me, God’s love comes for every person and for all creation.

 

Isn’t the nativity scene beautiful?

The baby in the manger, with Mary sitting alongside and Joseph standing;

the rough shepherds from the hills and the elegant wise men from the east;

and in the back-ground, the sheep and the cattle.

 

Maybe you were part of a beautiful Christmas scene yourself:

sitting around a table with people dear to you,

everyone smiling and happy.

 

So we end the year singing carols of peace and good-will,

giving and being given presents,

everyone laughing and glad.

 

Sadly the beautiful manger scene doesn’t stay the same forever.

‘An angel of the Lord appeared in a dream to Joseph and said,

“Herod will be looking for the child in order to kill him. So get up, take the child and his mother and escape to Egypt, and stay there until I tell you to leave.”’

 

The poor wee man was only a few days old when the king wanted him killed.

The shepherds and the wise men have gone.

It is no longer a happy scene.

It is a frightening one.

 

Sadly we are no longer ‘making a merry noise unto the Lord’ at worship on Christmas Day.

 

We are beginning another year of good times and bad.

What are you feeling about the year ahead?

Are you anxious about what it might bring?

Do you see ahead pain and disability?

Do you see ahead sorrow and distress?

Do you see ahead an unhappy relationship?

 

What does God have for us?

 

The king is wanting the baby Jesus killed.

People in power feel threatened, then and now.

People who are not well-off are vulnerable, then and now.

 

The baby Jesus’ life is in danger.

You and I are in danger of one thing or another.

 

What does God have for us?

An angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph  in a dream, warning him.

The Lord is watching over the holy family with love.

 

Mary and the baby have the care and protection of Joseph.

 

 Can you picture, Joseph gently waking Mary, whispering,

‘We need to get away from here. An angel came to me in a dream. Herod is out to kill Jesus.’

Can you picture them, Mary tearful, wrapping the baby warmly,

Joseph packing up their few things, Mary getting on the donkey…

 

Do you sense the love?

Joseph’s love for Mary and the baby.

Mary’s love for Joseph caring for them.

The situation is awful but the love is real.

 

 What does God have for us?

We will have our troubles.

That is the human condition.

We don’t expect to be spared problems.

 

The Lord is watching over us with love.

In the midst of the troubles will be great love.

 

I am thinking about  our wee Ella.

When she was born, tucked up in her basinette,

she was surrounded by admiring parents and grandparents even across the sea.

She didn’t stay a beautiful little baby in a basinette.

 

Soon she was having major surgery.

It was an awful time for her, for Terri and for Tim.

I asked Tim, ‘How are you and Terri handling it?’

He said, ‘We are just crying.’

 

Last year she had further surgery, attending to a hole in her heart.

When she came home, her younger sister Sarah asked her,

‘Can you run fast now?’

 

I think looking back, they would say, while her surgery was an awful time,

it was a time of great love.

 

Ella didn’t stay a fragile little girl recovering from surgery.

 

On Christmas Eve her parents were out in the rain assembling a trampoline

for her and for Sarah.

 

This time loving their little girl, not in her need, but in her strength and in her delight.

 

The love will go on, in bad times and in good.

We will not be overcome.

We will have gladness.

 

‘A new year is at hand. We cannot tell what it will bring. If it brings peace, how thankful we shall all be.  If it brings continued struggle we shall remain undaunted.

In the meantime, I feel that we may all find a message of encouragement in the lines which, in my closing words, I would like to say to you:-‘I said to the man who stood at the gate of the year, “Give me a light that I may tread safely into the unknown”. And he replied, “Go out into the darkness, and put your hand into the hand of God. That will be to you better than light and safer than a known way.”’

May that Almighty hand guide and uphold us all.’   King George VI Christmas Broadcast 1939.

 

The Offerings

 

The Celebration of one year ending and another beginning.

We will celebrate the passing of the old year and the beginning of the new.

I have a prayer from Scotland for you.

The sacred Three:

To save

To shield

To surround,

The hearth

The house.

The household.

This eve,

this night,

and every night,

every single night.

 

I invite you to face the centre of the Church.

Light the candle.

Say, ‘Good-bye old year!’

Extinguish the candle.

Now turn and face the four walls.

Light candles.

Say, ‘Welcome new year!’

 

The Vicar at Akaroa, Chris Bowen and his fiancee Janna

invite anyone from St Giles to their wedding  at 1.30

on Thursday 7th January.

 

Hymn  Auld lang syne  (C.D.)

 

The Benediction

 

Give us this year the courage to live the life that we would love,

To postpone our dreams no longer,

but to do at last what we came here for

and waste our hearts on fear no more. 

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