(From the Sung Eucharist - 23rd February 2014)
God’s Creation is good. That’s what today’s First Reading tells us. God creates the heavens and the earth; separates light and darkness; brings into being great constellations; provides us with a world of rich resources and vast oceans too; he fills the world with plants and vegetation of every kind; he makes living creatures from the smallest bacteria through a whole array of sea creatures, birds and animals in a variety and richness to cause us to wonder; and he creates human beings - men and women. He looks on all this work of Creation - and he sees that it is very good.
God’s Creation is good. That’s what today’s First Reading tells us. God creates the heavens and the earth; separates light and darkness; brings into being great constellations; provides us with a world of rich resources and vast oceans too; he fills the world with plants and vegetation of every kind; he makes living creatures from the smallest bacteria through a whole array of sea creatures, birds and animals in a variety and richness to cause us to wonder; and he creates human beings - men and women. He looks on all this work of Creation - and he sees that it is very good.
There’s the
well-worn story of the Vicar out for a walk one day - and he meets the grumpiest
man in the village hard at work in his garden. Mr. Grumpy never shows up in
church - he’s always in his garden - and he gets results: it’s the most
beautiful garden for miles around. The Vicar is a pious soul: “You should
praise God for the beauty of Creation,” he tells Mr. Grumpy. “Just look at this
wonderful garden he has given you.” “Oh, aye,” says Mr. Grumpy. “And you should
have seen the state of it when God had it all to himself.”
I look at
my garden and wonder… Actually someone pointed out that it was getting a bit
hard to look at my garden because the windows of my house were so dirty and it
was rather difficult to see through them. When I told a friend he offered to
come round and hold the ladder while I cleaned them. So we did that during the
part of my day off that I managed to salvage on Friday. What a difference!
It’ll be even better if I get round to cleaning the insides too! One of the
reasons for doing this is that our new Bishop of Durham is going to come round
and visit each of his clergy at home. The last one was going to do this, though
it never quite happened… With this one I’ve already got a date and a time:
Bishop Paul is coming to the Vicarage on Ash Wednesday afternoon! Just 10 days
time! What impression will he take from what he sees?
Actually
I’ve just received a Quinquennial Inspection report on the Vicarage from our
Diocesan Surveyor. The good news is that it looks like the diocese might repair
the wine cellar door. The embarrassing bit is that they comment on the garden
and its “overgrown borders” - a bit unfair I thought when I just haven’t had
time and a dry day to clear them out. A previous Surveyor used instead to say
simply that they were “well-stocked,” which I thought was a far kinder
approach. Anyway, I’ve been galvanised into action. I’ve raked out nearly all
the old stuff both front and back - and to make sure I can no longer be accused
of having vegetation that is overgrown, I’ve taken the lawn mower over the
borders of the front garden. It’s the radical approach - though not quite as
radical as a youth group I had in a previous parish which was given the
challenge of clearing up my garden. They found a carpet in my garage, spread it
out over the beds of weeds and set fire to it. I only found out later that we
were storing the carpet for a friend of the family.
The good
news following my latest efforts in the garden is that I can see the first
signs of spring. Snowdrops had been sheltering behind the dead remains of last
year’s flowers. The daffodils are pushing their way up through piles of leaves
and whatever else it was that I’ve now raked away. I’m hoping that I may find
crocuses growing where I’ve cut down some other unidentified green stuff that
had spread itself too luxuriantly over half the front garden.
And when I
sat outside the church the other afternoon to say Evening Prayer on Albert and
Joan Bartrope’s bench the birds were singing away, heralding the spring.
Creation is good. My heart lifts when I look out of my bedroom window in the
morning to see two deer in the garden below. The pheasant is back. Even those
irritating grey squirrels and the pigeons are part of God’s carefree creation.
And you see its beauty in the smallest things. Coal tits, I think they are,
flitting around in the trees below the Vicarage, and the blackbird is back in
my juvenile cherry tree.
Jesus tells
the disciples: “Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor
gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them.” Thankfulness needs
to be our first response to God. If people would show more gratitude and do
less complaining and grumbling, I’m sure the world would be a better place. “God
clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown
into the oven,” says Jesus. Remember that, if you’re worried about new clothes
for the sake of keeping up with fashion. Get a sense of perspective if you
think you need a new car and the last one isn’t even out of its warranty - or a
new phone or laptop or tablet or whichever model of PlayStation or Xbox they’re
up to now (I’m talking to myself as well as anyone else I might be offending!).
But of
course Jesus is speaking to people who have
the luxury of worrying about these things. There are also those who have real cause for worry. St. Paul in our
reading from his Letter to the Romans speaks of Creation being “subjected to
futility” - and of Creation “groaning in labour pains.” There are many people
who have experienced that this winter - with flooded fields and homes, cut-off
communities and the heartache of loss. Creation seems to be going wrong - or
perhaps we just felt we could control it and now we’re discovering the
difference between the stewardship of creation and its misuse for our own ends.
Whatever the case, the pain of so many people who have seen well-loved homes
damaged and cherished possessions ruined cannot be denied.
But when
money is said to be no object by the Government as it announces its intention
of bringing relief to these communities, I think we need a new perspective.
When it hurts to see what the people of these communities have lost, we need to
remember those who live with the daily
reality of surviving on the breadline. Along with the person whose home has
been temporarily lost to the floods, there needs to be concern for the family
which might be forced from their home because it’s judged that they have one
bedroom too many so they have their housing benefit cut - and where will they
go when there aren’t enough small houses to move into. Most of us do well to
hear Jesus say, “Don’t worry about what you will eat, what you will drink or
what you will wear,” because we probably eat and drink too much anyway. But for
the unemployed person who finds that their benefit has been delayed or denied -
or who has been penalised because it’s said they haven’t written enough
applications for jobs which they’re not going to get anyway, this is a matter
for real worry.
At his
enthronement yesterday Bishop Paul encouraged us to believe in growth in a real
way. Just look at how the Food Bank movement has grown from something so small,
he said. But while it’s good that there has been that growth, the sadness is
that it should have been necessary. As Bishop Paul went on, God’s people are to
provide a place of welcome for all. And “God’s kingdom is open to all, poor and
rich, old and young, from whatever nation on earth. It is to be a place of
shelter and security for the broken, the hurting, the lost, the refugee, the
abused and indeed a place of transformative renewal for the abusers and sufferers
too.”
Do not
worry, says Jesus. But look and see the goodness of God. Be thankful. Look at
what God enables to grow. Be thankful, not complaining. And then - seeing what
God has given us - be generous as God has been generous to us.
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