Showing posts with label Corinthians. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Corinthians. Show all posts

Wednesday, 31 July 2019

Choose what is beneficial!

A sermon from Sunday Evensong - thinking about connections, common humanity and seeking the good of the other (via Joseph!). It begins with a description of the TV2 film "Connected" which can be seen here.  The texts were: Genesis 42:1-25; 1 Corinthians 10:1-24 



A camera pans across a waiting room.

A voice over says: These people have a lot to talk about.  They just don’t know it yet.

It’s a diverse group in terms of age, ethnicity, mobility and dress.
They walk into what looks like a sports hall; standing in a crowd.

The voice over continues: In a minute we’ll show them they have more in common than they think.

Thomas, says the conveyor of this ad hoc gathering, will you stand over there. And Aske.
She says: Thomas you live in a lovely house with his family.
That house had been Aske’s childhood home.

That’s right. They laugh.
Different families; playing games in the same garden.

Next, Mathilda is invited to stands opposite Aske.

They’ve faced each other before, on the rugby field aged twelve.

They give a hi-five, saying: Good game.

Inge’s an old woman. She steps forward, facing Mathilda.
When she was born 27 years ago, Inge’s was the first face Mathilda saw.
My midwife she says; they hug and cry.

Anna’s husband had a heart attack whilst out jogging.
The person who reacted quickly and saved his life comes and stands in front of her.
Knud looks at her. Thank you, whispers Anna.

Just below the surface, a total stranger can turn out to be someone you’re actually connected to.

The fireman, the online gamers, the dog owners.

Rana and Maher came to Denmark as refugees from Syria for years ago.
Dorrit and Jan stand next to them. They have a similar story from WWII.
And Rikke steps up: her great-grandfather took the risk of sailing all night to bring Jan to Sweden.

The voiceover kicks back in, saying. It’s easy to mind our own business; harder to mind the community.

This invitation to discover something in common, something that connects us comes from the commercial world. 

The Danish company TV2 with it’s tagline ‘all that we share’ has produced several of these mesmerising and humanising mini-films.

They’re pieces of cinematic art which invite us to see beneath the surface of things; to step outside our own boxes and to recognise the common humanity beneath the surface of things.

Genesis draws us into the space of common humanity fraught with memories of hurt and the reality of power.



Andrew Lloyd Webber told us how Joseph loved his coat of many colour; how handsome and smart he looked, like a walking work of art. So memorable was this musical of a dazzling coat of colours, that one ordinand I know sang the lyrics to herself when translating Genesis in a Hebrew exam. 

But there’s only so far you can go in improvising on the text with red and yellow and green and brown and scarlet and black and ochre and peach and ruby and olive and violet and fawn and lilac and gold and chocolate and mauve…

Lloyd Webber tells us of the dreams and the dreamer’s demise. Joseph sings of closed doors and a land of his own. We learn of Pharaoh being kept away with vision of fat and thin cows; and Joseph’s rise to be his right hand man.

This evening we come in at the chorus of ‘Those Canaan Days’: golden fields of corn are no more. Now the fields are dead and bare; No joie de vivre anywhere.

We’re a long way from the Joseph mega-mix number. 

The scene is full of recognition and what remains unrecognisable.  

Joseph recognises his brothers, but he treats them like strangers: in public there is a harshness to his tone, in private he weeps.

Before there can be a joyful reunion, there is a time of reflection.

Joseph perhaps recalling the arrogance of his youth as well as the wrong done to him.
The bothers have lived with guilt and remorse for twenty or more years.
They’ve seen their father’s heartbreak.
They’ve treated young Benjamin with more care than they did Jospeh.

Now in a desperate attempt to avoid starvation they bow before the one whose dreaming they’d despised.

They do not recognise the one sold into slavery; they don’t know of his imprisonment. 

They bow before a leader; an unrecognised brother. 

If TV2 were filming this perhaps they’d say: stand hear Joseph and you Reuben. 
Your brothers divided by envy and united by love of your kin.
Perhaps they’d hug and weep, laugh or high-five. 

Joseph can’t rebuild the trust that quickly. In shock and self-protection he sets his own test of honesty and truth. He will see his father and his brothers. They will live and not die.

The story does not end there: relief from famine becomes prosperity in a new land; prosperity becomes threat and enslavement. Slavery is turned to freedom; freedom means walking in the wilderness, trusting in promises yet to be fulfilled.

In his first letter to the Corinthians, Paul reflects on the time our ancestors spent in the wildness: he notes the faithful presence of God in the parting of the sea and in the guidance of the cloud; in the provision of manna, quail and fresh water.

And yet, as we learn elsewhere, they grumbled and complained. They longed for the cucumbers and garlic of Egypt. 

The received commandments to love God and neighbour, and yet they fell into idolatry: the golden calf being no substitute for the holiness of a God who spoke in burning bush and the still small silence. 

Paul gives to the Corinthians a warning from history: complaint led to idolatry, idolatry led to immortality. Hearts turned away from God become hearts that turn in on themselves. 

Choose life, Paul is saying, that is at the heart of the commandment of love.

To choose life, can sometimes mean taking risks as Jacob and his sons did: seeking refuge in an unfamiliar land.

To chose love, can sometimes test our capacity to forgive, as Joseph moved from harshness to tears; living and loving beyond youthful vanity and sibling guilt.

It’s easy to mind our own business; harder to mind the community says TV2.

Paul reminds us that we are one in Christ, one in the bread we break and the cup we bless.

This is all that we share.



And in sharing, we choose life and love that moves beyond stereotypes; which challenges the corrosive prejudices of race, class, gender, age or sexuality.

We are to choose what is beneficial to others and what builds up. 

As Paul says, Do not seek your own advantage, but that of others.


© Julie Gittoes 2019

Friday, 1 February 2019

Normal People

A sermon preached at Guildford Cathedral - Evensong 27 January 2019 which ended up being about love, normal people and discerning vocation. I was struck by the image of the cloud in relation to God's presence - settling and moving on, as we settle and move on. Holding on to that alongside Paul's instruction to lead the life assigned to us...  The texts were Numbers 9: 15-23 and 1 Corinthians 7:17-24

Sally Rooney’s second novel, Normal People has generated a buzz of critical acclaim - long-listed for the Man Booker Prize and winner of the Costa Novel Award. Its green cover is ubiquitous: piled high in Waterstones; clutched in the hands of a commuter dashing through Waterloo.



Normal People: it’s a deceptively simple tale; and perhaps one which is universally recognisable. Rooney draws us into an intricate web of intimacy and regret, affluence and poverty, quarrels and forgiveness. She does so by tracing the lives of Marianne and Connell from a small town in rural Ireland to their student life in Dublin.

They are “normal people”: seemingly mismatched when judged by their popularity and class, yet bound together by attraction, a meeting of minds as well as bodies. However much they understand and misunderstand themselves and each other, there is protection, vulnerability and growing self-worth.

She pours hot water on the coffee;  white light floods the room as she draws the curtain.
The day begins before work begins. She takes a shower. 
All perfectly normal.

She dries her hair with a towel; as he sits up in bed, closing the laptop down.
They respond to the email he’s received: practicalities, questions, indecision.
Normal life.

And Connell says:  I wouldn’t even be here if it wasn’t for you.

In the words and silence of these characters, Rooney gives us a more than a glimmer of hope.

And Marianne thinks: she’s made a new life possible, and she can always feel good about that.

In the words and silence of a final scene, Rooney gives us a glimpse of a love that gives dignity and purpose.

It’s not a saccharine cliché of ‘happy ever after’. That wouldn’t do justice to the struggle with the darkness of grief and violence or the shadowy fear of being lonely and unlovable.

Instead, Rooney echoes something more universal: how one person can shape another; how our lives can be indelibly marked by that love; how goodness is a gift of patient care and acceptance; how life is given and chosen.

Those universal concerns - the longings of normal people - are threads running through our scriptures.  Threads which express our hopes, fears and regrets as we try to make sense of ourselves and our world; threads of silence and speech, stories of lament and praise which seek not only to understand our innermost hearts, but also the God who created us.

In our scriptures, those threads are woven together with the deep desire of God to communicate something of Godself to us.  In words spoken on the holy ground near a burning bush and in the awesome silence after the earthquake, God is present. 



In the giving of commandments to love, we are invited to choose life; in their repetition and enactment, community is formed. In prophetic rebuke, we are called back to love mercy, do justly and to walk humbly with God. In the song of the psalmist, we are reassured that our help does indeed come from God.  This God gives life; and is with us.

In Numbers, the sometimes imperceptible reality of God’s presence is made tangible. 

The assurance of God’s nearness and faithfulness is made visible at a time of hardship.

The joyous miracle of liberation from Egypt had now turned to the laborious journey to a new homeland.  Nomadic life in the desert was challenging; trust in God’s promises wavered. 

In Chapter 11, we hear people reminisce about the food they used to eat in Egypt: the fish and cucumbers, the melons, the leeks, onions and garlic. Freedom had dinted the memory of slavery, their earthly longings undermined their gratitude for manna from heaven.

Despite all this,  the Tent at the centre of the camp marks God’s presence with them always and the cloud serves as a sign of when to rest and when to walk. 




When the cloud settles, they are to settle: making camp, lighting a fire, telling stories, mending clothes, weening infants, tending the sick, replenishing resources.

When the cloud lifts, they are to lift their feet: moving onwards, navigating their way through the wilderness, sharing responsibilities, seeking out intelligence about the land ahead, leading a new generation home.

The one who had called them out of Egypt remained faithful. They learnt hard lessons about how to live together - facing disputes, jealousy and fatigue.  In these human struggles, God was ever present; they learnt to discern together God’s ways for them. 

Our lives might not be marked by a visible cloud: and yet perhaps we do sense when God is calling us to take our rest; to give our energies to one thing or another;  to commit ourselves to a particular place or task.  

Cultivating habits of attentiveness to God - in prayer, in scripture or in conversations with trusted companions along the way - helps us to discern when God is calling us on to a new thing. It might be a niggle of being unsettled or a desire to use gifts in a different context; it might be that we are entering a new season of life, when the availability of time or energy creates a new opportunity. 

In both cases, dare we say ‘yes’: when God is calling us to settle, rest and serve there; when God is calling us to a new thing, take a tentative step.

This is at the heart of what the Church means by vocation - or calling. Listening deeply to one another and to God; discerning together the ways in which the Spirit might be challenging, encouraging, equipping or inspiring us to do a new thing. Neither staying or going are without risk or cost; but both are rooted in the love of God who says ‘choose life’.



For Paul, writing to Christians in the vibrant cosmopolitan city of Corinth, was perhaps all too aware of the proliferation of ‘choice’. Choices about marriage or singleness, circumcision or uncircumcision; choices about the place of women and slaves; choices about who to include or exclude; and even choices about which spiritual gifts were most valuable.

His words are both challenging and liberating: let each of you lead the life that the Lord has assigned, to which God called you.

He cuts through the debates which preoccupy us, the Corinthians and even Rooney’s ‘normal people’. Status, race intellect, gender, wealth, sexuality and abilities make no difference. We are to live integrated lives - as individuals and within community; to live life in response to the love of God which changes us.

Such freedom has been bought at great price; and reshapes every aspect of our social life. Now we are joined together in Christ’s body; and with the power of the Holy Spirit at work in us we are to honour others. 

Such honour demands trust in the face of vulnerability; humility in the exercise of authority; generosity in hospitality; faithfulness in relationships; compassion in response to the needs of others; wisdom in using our resources; joy in the midst of normal people. 

Now, I hear Marianne’s words differently. I hear them not about her human love - but of God’s love made human in Christ. 

Love that relieves the pain of loneliness;  which brings goodness like a gift.
Love which means we no longer see ourselves us unworthy; which opens up life.
Love that changes us; and changes each other.



© Julie Gittoes 2019