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December
On Oadby's Redevelopment by
Simon Harvey
The newly published Oadby Town Centre "Masterplan"
is available for public consultation. I've obtained a copy of the full
51-page report and it makes for fascinating reading. Pick up a copy
from the council or, if you have internet access, download a copy from
www.oadby-wigston.gov.uk. You can offer the council your own thoughts
before noon on 21 December 2007.
The "preferred options plan" sets out
an analysis of the issues facing Oadby's town centre and offers a
vision for a policy framework, against which future proposals for
development will be tested and monitored.
While people will have varying opinions on the
specifics, I welcome what appears to be a positive commitment to the
improvement of the heart of our town (or "village" if you
prefer). And it's made me reflect on the visions for urban living
contained in the Jewish-Christian tradition.
It's become something of a cliché to note that
the Bible begins in a garden and concludes in a city. The paradise of
Eden was lost, but the renewed creation which completes the Revelation
to John is a city, teeming with life.
This is a little at odds with English sentiment
over the last two centuries. The romantic charms of simple rural
living have persuaded generations that the "unspoilt
countryside" is always better option than the delights of town
and city. It needs pointing out, of course, that precious little
English countryside could be described as "unspoilt". Two
millennia of organised agriculture have shaped and dressed English
hills and fields in a beautiful, but certainly man-made, environment.
Still, what could be better than escaping the bustle and noise of the
tarmac-covered city streets and breathing fresh country air?
While I love the countryside, I rather feel that
for many people its chief attraction is the isolation and opportunity
to get away from others. We all need space and places to stretch our
legs but I wonder if the desire to flee into the quiet green shires
goes further. Could it have something to do with our rather ambivalent
attitude towards other people? So here's the question: Is part of the
countryside's attraction as a place to live that it makes it alright
to be just a little anti-social? Do people prefer it because it
demands less patience and tolerance than the town?
Urban living brings all the nuisance of cramped
social space. Part of the stress of living in towns and cities is the
constant negotiation that goes with it. People 'fight' for parking
spaces, 'do battle' with the traffic and contend with 'neighbours from
hell'. Working out how to share space is inevitable in the town and
city and often difficult.
But if this is the Achilles' heel of urban life,
it also offers wonderful possibilities. In the Old Testament era,
cities were protected with walls, ramparts and watchtowers. They
offered far better security than the outlying scattered settlements.
And in large cities, guilds of tradespeople worked together in
co-operative enterprise. The security meant that cities were the
natural places to build palaces for treasures, places for worship and
institutions for learning, space for performance, dance, art and
music. No wonder that the blessing of the Promised Land was to
exchange the broad open spaces of the "unspoilt" wilderness
for the congestions of Jericho - a ready-made gift of urban habitation
(albeit with some urgent repairs to do to its walls).
When Jeremiah's people were later exiled into
the foreign city of Babylon, they faced the tough question about
whether to participate in it or to sabotage it. God's message to
Jeremiah was that the displaced captives should work for the welfare
of the city and all its people. It was possible to sing the Lord's
song in a strange land after all.
Jerusalem was finally restored by Nehemiah, who
surveyed her broken walls and shattered places. He followed through
with divinely-instituted town-planning and renewed the life of the
city in bricks, mortar, worship and prayer. The city could not be left
desolate - it simply had to be rebuilt with vision, skill and hard
work.
When the apostles took the message of the gospel
to the Gentiles, the Holy Spirit guided them to market places and to
town squares. And the very fabric of civic life prompted questions -
in Athens Paul used a sculpture dedicated to an unknown god to point
to the one true God he served. In wealthy Ephesus, with its
sophisticated public bath houses and grand aqueducts, he disputed with
the guild of silversmiths, who manufactured and traded in the streets
surrounding the great temple of Artemis. The names of many New
Testament books are the names of city-dwellers that Paul corresponded
with: Romans, Corinthians, Ephesians, Thessalonians, Colossians,
Galatians.
The final biblical vision is that of a new city,
a heavenly Jerusalem, that is even more spectacular in its life and
purpose than in its architecture.
Back to earth and specifically to the little bit
of it that's post-coded "LE2". Oadby's "Masterplan"
offers a vision for the life of the town in a series of
affirmations:
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"To establish
a distinct and sustainable role for Oadby.
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To encourage the
growth of economic and social benefits for local people.
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To create a safe,
distinctive and pedestrian friendly environment.
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To achieve an
attractive and accessible place to shop, live and work.
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To ensure that
Oadby reflects high quality and inspirational design.
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To link the town,
physically and economically, to its catchment."
These are welcome aspirations. If realised, they
will significantly improve the town in which we live. But I can't help
wondering if together we suffer from a lack of imagination about urban
(or suburban) living and expect our planners to do all the hard work
for us. Certainly, the project of improving Oadby can't be compared
with Wren's masterful re-working of London or with Haussman's
transformation of Paris. And thankfully the ambitions of the current
generation of provincial planners are more modest than those brutal
designers of twentieth century modernism, with its concrete and tower
block "machines for living".
But we need to enlarge our vision for shared
civic space. It matters enormously that we create an environment that
humanises us and introduces us to our neighbours. This vision must be
more than retail opportunity and coffee-stops for the middle-classes.
The poor, the young, the elderly and the frail must all share the same
social spaces as the leisured and affluent. And our ethnically diverse
population ought to be properly represented on Oadby's town centre
streets.
So perhaps the greatest and most effective
improvement in Oadby will not be the re-worked spaces but the way we
use them. Take a look at the plans. Comment, criticise or applaud
them. But whatever we end up with, let's civilise the urban
environment with generous and wholehearted urban living. Let's not
dream of escape to countryside homes from where we'll commute
unsustainably. Put down roots in Oadby's tarmaced fields. We'll have a
better Oadby yet if we move more gently through her streets, smile
more often at strangers, pray for her welfare and cherish the land on
which we walk.
November Letter by Revd Helen Bence, Team
Vicar.
Dear Friends,
The 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month, the time when the First World War guns fell silent, is marked by two minutes' silence each year, as we remember those who have died in war and conflicts. This year, Remembrance Day falls on a Sunday. In the afternoon, the people of Oadby will pay their respects to the fallen at a special Royal British Legion Service of Remembrance, when wreaths will be laid at the war memorial, and, as we meet as a congregation on Remembrance Day morning, we will hold the two minutes silence at 11 am.
for some, the remembering will be about first-hand experiences of being involved in war: the good times and the bad; the fear and the courage; the horror and the heroism; those who died and those who survived, the big events recorded in the history books and what was important to those individuals in their private lives - getting married on leave and then not seeing each other for years at a time or wasting precious hours and days of leave stuck in a railway siding trying to get home.
Some will be remembering those who have died in wars and conflicts in the sixty two years since the end of the Second World War, and for some, the pain of losing a loved one is much more recent, as they stand to remember those who have died in Iraq and Afghanistan. But for many, the remembering can only be at second-hand.
Our society recognizes the importance of remembering: through the national curriculum each generation is taught about the two world wars arid, through Remembrance Sunday Services up and down our land, the whole nation is invited to remember our national history, both to honour those who have fought and died and so that we can learn lessons for the future. But, whether we remember at first hand or at second hand, how will we use the two minutes silence?
It is so rare these days to be silent and still, that we may be very uncomfortable but, I would suggest that, if we use it properly, the silence ought to be a:
silence that shouts at us, for we need to use at least a part of it to face honestly the evil in the world which causes war and to reflect on ways of living together in love and justice and peace. If we are honest about ourselves and about our world, we will need to reflect upon our own part in that evil: our own lack of love; our own tolerance of injustice; and our own contribution? in unloving and selfish attitudes to the destruction of loving, peaceful co-existence. We will need to reflect, too, upon the human race's inability to bring about the just and peaceful society we long for and for which those we stand silently remembering have fought and died.
And if we are to honour the memory of those who fought and died, believing their death would count and make a difference, we will need to remember before God, to acknowledge in the silence, that human solutions haven't worked: to reflect that in the last five and a half thousand years of history, the world has only known 292 years of peace and that over three and a half billion people have died in over fourteen thousand wars.
So as we remember before God and commend to his safe keeping those who have died for their country in war; those whom we knew, and whose memory we treasure; as we give thanks for all those who have lived and died in the service of humanity; and as we remember those whose lives, even though they survived, have been blighted by the physical, psychological and emotional scars of war, let us also use the silence to turn again to the God who created us to live in love and justice and peace and who tells us that we can do it neither by strength nor by might but only by his Spirit living in us.
Helen
October letter by Revd
Mandy Flaherty,
Curate
Dear Friends,
`Who wants to be a
millionaire?'
For those of a particular age
and a leaning towards the stage, the above question might spark
memories of Frank Sinatra and Celeste Holm singing the song in the
1956 film of the musical `High Society'. However, for most in today's
popular culture, it is the title of a television quiz show hosted by
Chris Tarrant: a quiz show where each contestant accumulates money by
continually giving the right answer to a question. If a question is
answered incorrectly, they lose the money. It has a pyramid type
structure and the entertainment factor is provided by the contestant
accumulating right answers, and money, so that the stakes are much
higher when they come across a particularly difficult question. The
audience is tense as they watch the contestant's dilemma — `should
they play or not?' And the higher the stakes, the more we want them to
play and not just take the easy option of accepting the money they've
won and bowing gracefully out.
And winning or losing money or
fame seems to be at the heart of much that we see; illustrated
beautifully in a recent episode of the quiz show when a contestant
said `I don't believe money is the source of happiness', yet he was on
a show that tried to make him a millionaire!
With our increasingly
voyeuristic society where almost anything can be televised, we seem to
thrive on either big highs or big lows – we like
to see people winning huge amounts of money or dropping. losing
everything. The ordinary isn't good enough these days.
I think we have forgotten what it is to be content. And perhaps
we have forgotten to say thank you. I'm glad that we can celebrate
Harvest in our parish services and structure it around saying `Thank
You'. When Jesus healed the 10 lepers, he makes much of the fact that
only one returned to say thank you — and he was a Samaritan;
`Was none of them found to return and give praise to God except
foreigner?'
The Samaritan returned to
those he knew despised him and said 'thank you'. That must have been
hard for him to do but he was content and returned to say thank you
for what he now had in his life.
Contentment and thankfulness
— and I don't mean complacency — should bring us to a position of
seeing the whole picture and not just the small part of the picture
that we are in. And with this, perhaps we will see more of how it
works for God: his whole and extravagant love for us individually, no
matter what our position, that seeks to bring us close to Him no
matter what the cost.
Mandy
September
Letter
Dear Friends
In
all the sad and alarming news this year – the weekly fatalities
incurred by our armed forces in Iraq and Afghanistan, fighting in
conflicts that so many of us pleaded our leaders not to engage in; the
alarming, sudden changes in our climate, resulting not only in
widespread flooding in England, but also on a colossal scale affecting
millions in South East Asia; the obsessive, neurotic media coverage
over Madeleine McCann, articulating some hidden, sub conscious need
for the nation to find a way of expressing corporately that most human
of experiences -the experience of loss and grief – amidst all this,
there have been two stories that have caught my eye about faith.
To be precise, they are stories about what the newspapers
describe as a “crisis of faith”.
One is about the recently retired athlete, Jonathan Edwards,
who allegedly has lost his Christian faith; the other about some
letters written by Mother Teresa expressing an inner emptiness and an
experience of the absence
of God in her devotional life. So
what do I have to say about faith?
For
me, the kind of faith that is best is porous:
open to God’s Spirit.
There are many Christians who resist such a faith.
If a faith is porous, won’t it be in danger of all kinds of
contamination? Won’t the
values of this world percolate through so that nothing distinctive is
left? Isn’t this why
Christianity in the western world has declined so numerically, and
isn’t the gay issue a clear indication that Anglicanism is
particularly prone to this charge?
Well, yes this is indeed a danger.
But what are we like if we are not porous?
Take Jonathan Edward’s faith.
How would you characterise it?
I would describe as like a hard, tough, plastic – incredibly
strong, and offering lots of protection, but because it was so rigid,
it was given no opportunity to grow, and so it cracked and shattered
once he retired from the sport and faced a major life change.
“When
I retired, something happened that took me by complete surprise.
I quickly realised that athletics was more important to my
identity than I believed possible.
I was the best in the world at what I did and suddenly that was
not true any more. With
one facet of my identity stripped away, I began to question the others
and, from there, there was no stopping.
The foundations of my world were slowly crumbling.”
Well
that kind of rigid faith, admirable and world beating though it may
be, when it is around, is
ultimately of little use, because when life hits us really hard, we
need something more pliant, more flexible, more porous, that can catch
us when we fall.
But
what if we are open to God, and feel, and experience nothing?
Isn’t faith then a pointless exercise?
What of Mother Teresa? “The
smile,” she wrote, “is a mask or a cloak that covers everything.
I spoke as if my very heart was in love with God, a tender
personal love. If you were
there you would have said, ‘What hypocrisy’.”….”I am told
God loves me, and yet the reality of darkness and coldness and
emptiness is so great that nothing touches my soul.”
I would suggest that this is a very different kind of “crisis
of faith” compared to that of Jonathan Edwards.
Although, it is impossible to verify the exact nature of Mother
Teresa’s experience and although it is certainly an experience that
one would not wish all Christians to go through, nevertheless this
echoes with the important spiritual tradition of “the dark night of
the soul.” The Spanish
mystic,
St. John
of the Cross, wrote that “the soul is conscious of a profound
emptiness in itself, a cruel destitution of the three kinds of goods,
natural, temporal, and spiritual, which are ordained for its
comfort.” The
feeling of being abandoned by God – which is found after all in the
cry of Jesus from the cross, “My God, my God, why have you abandoned
me?” does not, however,
have to result in the abandonment of faith.
Christian experience points to it being a way in which faith
acquires a greater depth and maturity.
Perhaps it is the cost of the total giving of oneself to God,
the price of being the smile of God to the world, and the
personification of the tender, personal love of God.
For
most Christians, thankfully, faith will involve the experience of the
tender, personal love of God.
True faith will therefore have emotional intelligence - in the
words of the late Bishop John, spoken at the Confirmation Service at
St. Peter’s in January, “an awareness of the exquisite sensitivity
of God.” This, in turn,
is taken into ourselves and turned outwards to others.
We need to be porous to absorb the pain of the world.
As Fergal Keane writes to his new born son Daniel: “When you
are older, my son, you will learn about how complicated life becomes,
how we can lose our way and how people get hurt inside and out.”
This
is why I believe that Christian faith is not about bashing gays, or
slinging out asylum seekers, or condemning most of humanity to an
eternity of hell. My faith
is porous, and I have to leave it to God to get rid of any
contaminants which might affect my soul and my thought through my
engagement with the world. It
is a vulnerable way to live, but vulnerable primarily because of being
vulnerable and open to God. As
Augustine wrote in his Confessions, “With your Word, you pierced my
heart, and I loved you.”
Michael Rusk
August Letter by Revd Simon
Harvey, Team Vicar based at St Paul's
Dear friends,
In the summer and autumn of 1982, when Survivor's Eye of the Tiger topped the UK charts and the first CD player was sold to the public, the building of the new church of St Paul in Hamble Road was completed. We're about to celebrate the twenty-fifth anniversary of the opening of St Paul's as a place of Christian worship and service to the people of Oadby.
We're going to celebrate the occasion with a community event on Hamble Green on 15 September and a special service on 16 September. Please look out for the publicity which will begin to appear shortly.
As a relative newcomer, I am enormously grateful for the vision and hard work of those people who enabled those original plans for a church to become a reality. Many current members of the congregations at St Peter's and at St Paul's will remember those early days. And many more have joined us over the years and made their contribution to the flourishing of the Christian community.
Twenty-five years is long enough to notice some really big changes in society, and in the locality, as well as in the way we `do church'. It's a period which roughly corresponds to the length of a human generation, which has real personal significance of most of us. In that time children become parents, parents become grandparents, those in school develop their careers and those in mid-career reach retirement.
The increasing pace of life means that sometimes it's hard for one generation to understand another. and we certainly experience the challenge of keeping church inter-generational. It would be easy to develop
pro-grammes that cater for the generations apart, but my vision for a healthy, flourishing Christian community is one in which the generations cherish and value each other, realising that church for one generation only is less than authentic.
Scripture recognises that generations need each other, and sometimes need to be interpreted to each other. God's house, whether it be the Jewish Temple in Jerusalem, or St Paul's or St Peter's, must be a place where the Lord ministers to all generations alike – a place of gladness, joy, thanksgiving and praise, where his steadfast love is discerned and celebrated.
Psalm 100 expresses this succinctly:
O be joyful in the Lord, all the earth;
serve the Lord with gladness and come before his presence with a song.
Know that the Lord is God;
it is he that has made us and we are his;
we are his people and the sheep of his pasture.
Enter his gates with thanksgiving and his courts with praise;
give thanks to him and bless his name.
For the Lord is gracious; his steadfast love is everlasting,
and his faithfulness endures from generation to generation.
I hope and trust that whether we're from the pre-war generation, the Baby Boomers, Generation X or the Internet Generation, we'll continue to find and celebrate the love of God within our churches and communities, so that the next generation will take our place in worship, service and ministry.
Simon
July Letter by Revd
Mandy Flaherty,
Curate
Dear Friends,
Dogs, trucks and
compliments...,
In this current climate of striving
to be slim and fit, we all do whatever we can to squeeze healthy
eating and exercise into our frenetic lives. Like my friend, who goes
jogging with her dog in the evenings, to keep fit. The dog needs a
walk anyway, so why not make it a jogging session with the two of
them? Man's (and woman's) best friend after all.
So, imagine her consternation when
she was stopped by another friend who said `you look as though you're
keeping fit'.
`Yes, I'm really trying to lose weight,' my friend replied
`Oh yes, it's working', her friend said as my friend's face beamed, `I
can see that your dog's looking really trim!'
Sometimes, it can seem as if all our hard work goes unnoticed by those
around us and no-one can see the results of our efforts, not even
ourselves. And we all like to be rewarded. It's a basic human need to
be affirmed by others for what we do. Maslow, the eminent
psychologist, put Esteem needs - i.e. to be recognised, have status
and feel good about our position in society - as an essential part of
the individual's journey towards being fulfilled.
To continue my friend's flagging day... on her way to work and needing
to cross a busy road, she stands on the kerb, doubtless reflecting on
the dog's successful weight loss programme, when she suddenly becomes
aware of a large truck with its driver earnestly waving her across the
road. Snapping out of the daydream and realising there was a traffic
build up and subsequent audience of, largely male, drivers, she
ventured across the road with as much composure as she could muster,
only to stumble and kick her sling backs with Steven Gerrard finesse
across the road and into the path of oncoming traffic who screeched to
a halt tom avoid a collision with a flying shoe. Now unbalanced, she
runs lopsidedly across the road to retrieve her shoe and regain her
dignity. No pause for a grateful wave to the thoughtful truck driver
but a scurrying away with embarrassment, into her place of work.
And when little things pile up on top of each other, we can be pretty
down in the dumps about `these things that are sent to try us' and at
that point, any slight recognition is huge.
Sometime later in her day, a
colleague of my friend's tells her she looks nice today. What a change
occurred! `Thank you', she beamed happily and walked off, dog and
truck driver forgotten, with a spring in her step to tackle the rest
of the day's tasks with renewed enthusiasm.
Jesus spent much of his earthly
ministry encouraging his hearers to be themselves, to be true to
themselves, and not worry about others;
And when you pray, do not be like
the hypocrites... they love to stand and pray... so that they may be
seen by others... But when you pray... pray to your Father in
secret... your Father knows what you need before you ask Him."
`So don't worry about tomorrow,
tomorrow will bring enough troubles of its own.'
`But if God so clothes the grass of the field which is alive today and
tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you?'
Maslow only touched on the issues
of basic human needs in telling us WHAT we need. 2000 years before,
Jesus had not only highlighted them in his teachings but offered a way
for us to be fulfilled and have the self esteem that we need. Knowing
that we are unconditionally loved by and are precious to God helps our
esteem to shoot up and encourages us to be confident in who we really
are.
So, when we have a bad day, perhaps
like my friend, we can recognise how encouragement is a hugely
important aspect of our social life and relationships. And can take
some heart from the fact that Jesus wanted to be an encourager,
indeed, he described one of the aspects of the Holy Spirit to be The
Encourager, emphasising how fundamental it is for us to be encouraged
in order for us to work, and play, well.
Encourage someone this week - you
never know what impact it may have! n.b. the author has her friend's
permission to relate, publish and use a certain amount of poetic
licence with what was a gossip over coffee! With a serious point
nevertheless...
Mandy Flaherty
June Letter by Revd Helen Bence, Team Vicar.
Dear Friends.
On the last Sunday of last month (2 -7th May), we celebrated .Pentecost, the coming of the Flo!), Spirit. and on the first Sunday of this month (13rd June) we celebrate Trinity Sunday. when the church focuses on the Godhead.. Father, Son and Holy Spirit.
The Alternative Service Book (ISM which was published in '1930 named the Sundays in this season as "Pentecost 1- IS thus breaking with the hundreds of years' old tradition of the Book of Common Prayer (RCP) which numbered the Sundays as the "Sundays after Trinity". However. when the new Common \ \/orship (CW) prayer book was published twenty years later at Me NI iliennihm. the First to the Eighteenth Sundays after trinity had been re-Instated and Pentecost was t.nentioned but once. Does it matter? Well clearly it mattered to the people who produced both the ASB and C W. So what was going on'
In the run up to the production of the AsB, there was a resurgence of the charismatic movement which focuses on the powet of the 1-loiy Spirit in the life of the church and so It was not surprising that the ASB should major on Pentecost, but, by the mid-eighties, the natural tendency of long- established institutions to revert to what is safe and traditional" coupled with a dislike born of fear of the charismatle movement, meant that twenty. years later "The Sundays after Trinity were back with the publication of CW -- and theres no intention to produce another service book In the next twenty years so that s how. It- fi-h. the foreseeable thture.
Now, know there excesses loth of the charismatic !no-vetnent . the Ntne o'clock Service in Sheffield, I-6r ekamplet brought shame on the Church but it has to be said that that incident cannot be blamed on the Holy Spirit - to attempt to do so would be an appalling heresy. 'what clearly Went wrong With that experiment was that the leaders wee unaccountable to the church hievalchy and became cony fed by the tie that the Holy Spirit's power, which (iod gave them to extend his kingdom,
was theirs to use to their own ends and not to His glory. The devil loves to corrupt God's gifts and constant vigilance is necessary to guard against that, hut the devil has surely won if, because of such incidents, the church as a whole backs off from the idea that God has equipped his people through his Holy Spirit to
"Go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age." (Matthew 28.19-20)
During the sixties, seventies and eighties, the Church re-discovered the Holy Spirit as the third person of the Trinity. Many new hymns and worship songs were written celebrating the presence and power of the Holy Spirit in the life of both the individual and the church. Hymn books only publish hymns and songs when they are well established so there is always a time lag but look in the older hymn books, and you won't find many hymns which celebrate Pentecost — I counted only nine in Hymns Ancient and Modem compared with hundreds in Songs of Fellowship, hymns and songs which focus on God's life-giving presence in our lives, giving us peace and new life and equipping us for service, especially for mission.
These songs are theologically sound. Jesus, Emmanuel, was God with us. Before he ascended into heaven, he promised that he would send "another comforter" to be with his disciples; at Pentecost, the Holy Spirit came in power on the disciples, transforming them from a bunch of terrified individuals hiding in an upper room with the door firmly locked "for fear of the Jews" into bold witnesses to the truth of the resurrection so that over 3000 people were converted on that very day and the church was born.
Now we are not cowering behind locked doors fearful for our lives, but, I would suggest, we have lost confidence in our ability to witness and thus bring people to faith. And actually, its right and proper that we should have lost confidence in our ability to witness, because mission cannot he undertaken in our own strength but only in the power given to us by God though his Holy Spirit. Peter hadn't been studying effective sermon techniques while he was hiding away behind locked doors, yet when the Holy Spirit came upon him, 3000 came to faith as a result of the powerful sermon he delivered.
One of my favourite modern worship songs which focuses on the
[power of the Holy Spirit was written by Graham Kendrick. In 1983:
Rejoice! Rejoice!
Christ is in you,
The hope of glory
In our hearts.
He lives! He lives!
His breath is in you,
Arise a mighty army,
We arise.
Now is the time for us
To march upon the land,
Into our hands
he will give the ground we claim.
He rides in majesty
To lead us into victory,
The world shall see
That Christ is Lord!
God is at work in us His purpose to perform,
Building a kingdom
Of power not of words,
Where things impossible,
By faith shall be made possible;
Let's give the glory
To Him now.
Though we are weak, His grace
Is everything we need;
We're made of clay
But this treasure is within.
He turns our weaknesses
Into His opportunities,
So that the glory
Goes to Him.
(Copyright © 1983 Kingsway 's Thank you Music. A Songs of Fellowship Worship Resource Printed under CCL ,Licence number: 298000)
What I like about this song is that it insists that "though we are weak, His grace is everything we need"; it reminds us that, when "his breath (ie His Holy Spirit) is in us," "our weaknesses" are turned "into His opportunities" and that "things impossible, by faith shall he made possible." And it focuses on why God has given us this power: "God is at work in us His purpose to perform" and his purpose is that "the world shall see that Christ is Lord", "so that the glory goes to Him." in other words, this song is a celebration of the power of the Holy Spirit to refocus us as individuals and the Church from the defeatism of seeing only our own weakness and the impossibility of achieving the task in our own strength to the opportunities and possibilities which God will give us once His Holy Spirit lives within us, not for our own aggrandisement but for his mission, that "the world shall see that Christ is Lord" and "so that the glory goes to Him."
Over the last couple of years, the diocese has been re-structuring its life around mission by moving towards the creation of Mission Partnerships, which are groups of parishes which agree to work together with the express purpose of enhancing mission. Earlier this year, Canon Pete Hobson, the Diocesan Director of this process wrote:
By faster at least half the diocese will have agreed their mission partners and plans and most other parishes, (including our own), are in active discussion about what is best in their case. Programmes of training and resourcing for Mission Partnership Convenors, and, in due course, all clergy are in place, and the Certificate in Christian Discipleship is offering lay Christians new opportunities for training in mission.
in the early evening of Monday 11th June, there will be a major event
at the Cathedral, which will, at its heart, be a celebration of the missionary
calling of our diocese. It is aimed at all parishes, both those who will be in Mission Partnership by then, and those who will not, and will include commissioning in our shared task of mission".
So mission is well and truly on the agenda. And if mission is on the agenda, then we neglect the Holy Spirit at our peril. From the end of May to late November the church's Common Worship may focus our minds on the "Sundays after Trinity", but
if li'ssiott is to l eome a recall)' rather than a e'-orgam?.atlon, then et cry Sunday and every day tIi between needs to be "after Pentecost". lived m recognition of the only power capable of bringing people to God and that is the power God himself through the work of his Holy Spirit,
As our parish works towards forging, a mission partnership with
Houghton, Keyham, Hungerton, Thurnby., and Stoughton, Great Glenn, Burton
Overy, Carlton Curlieu, Kibworth, Sumeaton Westerby. Saddington, .and
Foxton. Laughton and Gumley. we need to roediscover the power of the Holy Spirit in the lives
each individual and church congregations; we need to seek to understand the work of the Holy spirit through our study of the scriptures we need to pray for a constant re-anointing upon our lives so that we are filled anew by the Holy Spirit for as
a very wise Christian friend once said "we leak", and we need to re-discover the power which the Holy Spirit gives us for the task God calls us to do
Helen
May Letter
Dear Friends,
The petrol garage on the A6 opposite
Sainsbury's here in Oadby has been closed for several years. No fuel
company could compete with the cheaper supermarket petrol, and so the
site became derelict. That is until a few weeks ago, when suddenly it
burst back into life, not as a petrol station but rather as the
"Shiny Hand Car Wash". The advent of the personalised hand
car wash first hit Oadby about 18 months ago in the former Working
Men's Club car park (now called Signature) in New Street. I used it
twice and found it an interesting experience. The men came either from
Eastern Europe or the Middle East. Many seemed to be new to Britain.
It was never clear to me whether they were part of the great wave of
legitimate immigration into the United Kingdom, or if this was a
phenomenon brought about by migrants who have no legal rights to stay
or work in this country but nevertheless find ways of making
themselves useful, demonstrating a determination to survive and make a
living in one of the most desirable countries to live in, on earth. It
was clear to me the whole enterprise seemed to be operated over the
East Midlands and a man could be switched from one location to another
from one day to the next. One young man who polished my car with
extraordinary energy had been overwhelmed by the wonder of
Peterborough Cathedral. I pointed out to him the tower of St. Peter's
and he was equally enthusiastic about that. But then I heard that the
Council had issues with the New Street car washing spree and though
car washing continued, it was scaled down to a fraction of what it had
been.
In contrast the garage on the A6 —
the Shiny Hand Car Wash — is literally awash with business. Power
hoses constantly bombard up to 6 cars at a time and the whole place is
a hive of activity. Men swarm round the cars and clean everything from
the wheel hubs to the inside of the boot. My son, Matthew, has
suggested that someone should open the old filling station shop and
provide coffee and newspapers (at a
profit) for the stranded drivers who wait patiently for their cars to
receive desired make over. It is nice to know that Beauchamp College
is producing a generation of entrepreneurs!
The question which I find myself asking
is what our churches can learn from the Shiny Hand Car Wash. Here,
after all, we have a group of people --- perhaps among the most
marginalised in the country — who have spotted a niche market, and
who by teaming up together have had a very real and immediate impact
upon Oadby life in a very visible way. Moreover, they have achieved
this with the slenderest of resources: their main resources are water
and their own energy. There is no evidence of any electricity on the
site. When it gets dark, all activity on the site ceases till the next
morning.
What I love is the energy which has
transformed a derelict site. I have even been inspired to go out and
wash my own car for the first time in many months. I have been
reminded of the energy of the early Christian movement. Of the
ministry of John the Baptist whose activities by the River Jordan
meant that the river was a hub of activity. Of the unique experience
of Jesus who became aware of God's anointing with the Holy Spirit at
His baptism. Of the way in which the Holy Spirit flooded the church
with energy and spiritual power at the first Pentecost.
In May this year we have a real
opportunity as churches within our parish to experience afresh the
energy and power which God gives. As we celebrate the Christian
message of life after death, we are invited to take to heart the very
real needs of the world's poorest and most needy and seek to support.
Christian Aid through the door to door collection and the Christian
Aid Walk. Then on Ascension Day as we celebrate God's receiving of
Jesus into heaven, we ask for God's blessing on our newly elected
Church Wardens and Church Councils before waiting for the great
festival of Pentecost which celebrates the release of God's Spirit on
His people.
So when you pass by Shiny Hand Car Wash
on the A6, spare a thought about what lessons St. Peter's and St.
Paul's can learn from that hive of activity and pray that God will
drench us with His Spirit at Pentecost.
Michael Rusk
April Letter
From Revd Simon Harvey, Team Vicar
Dear Friends,
Avoiding Disappointment
As I wandered through the
aisles at the supermarket this week, the piped music that's designed
to put me in a shopping mood was interrupted by a chirpy voice.
"Good morning everyone! Welcome to Asda! Did you know that next
Saturday, the brand new Playstation 3 gaming console will be available
in the UK for the first time?"
The Monday afternoon
pensioners and mums with toddlers that usually share my shopping
experience looked didn't like they knew about this earth-changing
event. But we all had a feeling that we would soon know more.
"Yes, and to be the
first to own one of these fantastic new game consoles - recommended
retail price: £425 - we're making it possible for you to pre-order
one today!"
If this wasn't enough to
get me twitching with nervous excitement about the privilege of PS3
ownership, the next part of the sales patter was meant to turn up the
pressure. "Please, ladies and gentlemen, book early to avoid
disappointment!"
The idea of 'avoiding
disappointment' is one of the tricks of the salesman's trade. Disappointment
is conjured up as a looming possibility, with all its associations of
regret and sorrow. Disappointment - a dark and gloomy mood to be
avoided at all costs, or at least avoided at the cost of a £25 down
payment.
Marketing the avoidance of
disappointment is big business. In a culture where instant
satisfaction of every whim and want is promised, disappointment means
failure. I see parents unable to resist the disappointed look on young
children's faces.
When told that the burger
and fries, the late bed-time, or the hoped-for toy isn't going to
come, children are skilled at sharing their disappointment. I can't
help thinking that those tearful, grumpy toddlers who never learn to
cope with disappointment are destined to be tomorrow's angry adults,
who blame everyone else for the fact that life is disappointingly
boring, unfulfilling, or tough.
Yet there's a strange fact
about disappointment. Disappointment often comes as an early chapter
in the stories that finally lead to the most wonderful and
exhilarating moments of our lives.
Before entering full-time
Christian ministry, I worked in industry for fourteen years, mainly in
product and project management. I did some thinking and research about
the ways we could build on our successes. One of the surprising things
that emerged was that the contracts in which everything went smoothly,
without any hitch, weren't quite as effective in leading to new
business as those in which there had been significant problems. I
noticed that when we let down a key customer, we actually gave
ourselves an opportunity to prove our commitment and professionalism
by retrieving the situation. Some of our most fruitful business
relationships arose from projects in which we seriously disappointed a
customer, then admitted our failure, and pulled out all the stops to
deliver.
We know this in everyday
experience. If we simply buy something, we may well be satisfied with
the transaction. But if we are disappointed that a shop doesn't quite
have the thing we want, and the shopkeeper goes the extra mile to get
it for us and to ensure we are completely satisfied, we often end up
even more pleased than if we had simply taken the item from the shelf.
So pleased, in fact, that we may well return or recommend the shop to
others. Similarly, the disappointment of a faulty product can lead to
us experiencing a surprising pleasure if our complaint is dealt with
sympathetically and we are treated with understanding and
commitment.
This may be because the
ordinary, merely satisfactory experiences transacted at the till give
us little opportunity for a proper engagement with people. But at the
'customer service desk', the extra-ordinariness of a disappointed
customer provides the shop with an opportunity to treat us as a real
person, and the possibility of turning our disappointment into
delight.
Perhaps we shouldn't try
so hard to avoid disappointment, if it's the kind of disappointment
that allows someone to draw close to us and put things right
again.
Easter provides a
fascinating opportunity to reflect on disappointment and delight. The
gospels move toward the final moments of Jesus' life, the culmination
of all the hoped-for expectations of the Messiah's mission. His
friends and followers find themselves bitterly disappointed,
disheartened and depressed. I think we rush too quickly from the stone
cold tomb of Good Friday. We should linger instead, exploring the
depth of this disappointment, and allowing it to connect with all the
disappointments of our own lives.
One of the most remarkable
accounts of the Easter experience is told in Luke 24.13 to 49. Two
depressed disciples plod disappointedly away from Jerusalem, from the
crucifixion of all their hopes. On the way a stranger draws near and
allows them to express their grief. And later, as their companion
shares broken bread, they discover that this stranger that came close
and walked with them in their disappointment is actually the risen
Jesus himself.
It may be tempting to
avoid disappointment, or to console our disappointed children and
friends with short-cuts to temporary happiness. But the Christian
faith has adequate resources for properly dealing with disappointment.
The transformation of grief to joy, from sorrow to hope, can only
truly come when we allow God to draw near in the disappointing parts
of our own journeys. Then, when we aren't dodging the truth, we may
find our hearts burn within us, and find our disappointment turn to
delight.
Happy Easter!
Simon Harvey
March Letter
Dear Friends
"Can you take the children
to school today?" I remarked over the breakfast table, "I'm
trying to reduce my carbon footprint." I might have got away with
that one, but I am certainly struggling four days into Lent in
embracing an environmentally friendly lifestyle.
Ash Wednesday went well: I
cycled down to St. Peter's for the 10.30am and I was early! You have
to plan and be well organised if you are going to abandon reliance on
the car. Moreover it was on Ash Wednesday that Cavity Wall Insulation
was installed in the Rectory: three hours of drilling which I wisely
avoided due to my Ash Wednesday devotions. But then came a problem:
next day I was due at Launde Abbey for a two day Bishop's Council. How
could I get there without driving? In the event, I got the Archdeacon
to give me a lift.
That's an interesting feature of
adopting an environmentally friendly lifestyle: you have to foist
yourself on others and draw them into the experience! So I got a lift
to Launde from the Archdeacon (who already was giving a lift to Bishop
John and I suspect, regretting asking me the night before what I had
given up for Lent!) and a lift
back from the Rev. David White which gave me an opportunity to get to
know him for the first time.
Then Saturday morning came:
fatigue from the demanding two day conference kept me in bed. Morning
Prayer beckoned at St. Peter's. Now it was no longer Morning Prayer
but a Cycle Ride and Morning Prayer. By 9.15am, I realised I had lost:
it would have to be the car. But to make up for this shortcoming, I
decided that I had to justify bringing the car down to St. Peter's. I
remembered that two weeks ago I had promised to clear the Parish
Office and do a run to the dump, recycling everything of course by
depositing it in the right skip. My extra 10 minutes in bed cost me 2
hours work as the Parish Office was pleasantly transformed!
So what have I learned so far?
First, reducing my carbon footprint challenges my lifestyle in far
greater ways than just being environmental. It actually means I have
to live in an entirely different way. If I am going to reduce
dependence on the car, I have to be well organised. I need, for
example, to ensure that I have cash and stamps in my pocket as I can't
just nip off to the nearest cash point or post office.
I also have to be fit — indeed
the exercise makes me feel much more positive and energised as I carry
out the various appointments in my diary. It has also made me realise
just how fast modem life is: one appointment after the other, in
different locations in Oadby, then in Thurnby, and then in some other
far flung part of the diocese. The expectation of mobility means that
most of us are expected all over the place at any one time. To be less
mobile means that one's working life has to change as well quite
radically. Reading Acts 27 at the Christian Discipleship Course
revealed a world where travel was precarious, but time was not of the
essence. Rather patience and hospitality were embraced: there was no
telling when a ship wrecked Paul might turn up. Or how long he would
stay in someone's home once he arrived!
Second, the possibilities of
reducing one's carbon footprint aren't just tied up with car usage.
Other questions begin to emerge: getting into the habit of purchasing
locally produced food is a challenge I still have to face.
Turning down the thermostat at
home a few degrees (Daddy, can you please put the heat on, I hear
ringing in my ears). Third, I realise with great humility that some of
you have never got caught up in this modem lifestyle in the first
place. It is with great admiration that I see you walking to church
often at 7.40am on a Sunday morning whatever the weather. Fourth, this
is going to be the hardest Lent challenge that I have embraced.
Someone has already told me to put a bicycle helmet on (and quite
right too). For you will notice if I am reducing the carbon footprint
or not. There may be times when I will not be able to avoid using a
car. But I will try to walk and cycle and report back on my
experience.
March feels a very long month:
40 days of Lent is going to be quite a challenge. But Lent was never
meant to be a pushover. It is about dying to oneself and embracing new
life. To instill the discipline to do that successfully takes time.
Given the state of the world, it is not unreasonable for Christians to
adopt a distinctively new lifestyle, however uncomfortable.
Michael
Rusk.
February Letter
Dear Friends
Thank
you for your welcome back to me after a three month Sabbatical.
Particular thanks go the Ministry Team, to the Wardens, and the
PCC for the work that has been undertaken in my absence.
It is good to come back to discover that our churches have
grown numerically with new people joining; that faith has been
nurtured through Alpha and teaching programmes; and that a wide range
of initiatives have taken place in my absence.
Well done and thanks to all!
One
of the key things – perhaps the key thing – which not only defines
but shapes what kind of a Christian we are – is how we read the
Bible. It is
important not only that we read and love the Bible.
It is just as important to determine how we read it.
Much of the controversy both in the wider Anglican Communion
and now within the Church of England itself ultimately hangs on this
question. From the polemic
in some sections of the church press, one could conclude that the
Bible is no longer read in the Episcopal Church of the
United States
. Believe me, in ECUSA the
Bible is read. Indeed
often the same readings are read on the same day as at St. Peter’s
and
St. Paul
’s. In November, for
example, I was asked to preach on Luke 17.11-17 at Trinity Cathedral,
Phoenix
. The Bible story was
about the ten whom Jesus healed of leprosy.
If I had been taking a Holy Communion service in the parish
that day, it would have been the same reading, and you would have got
the same sermon! No, the
issue at stake is the interpretation of the Bible.
There
is one phrase that is bandied around about scripture that sums up for
me all that is unhelpful in the cacophony of claims about what
ultimately defines biblical orthodoxy.
This is the insistence that the truth of scripture can be
arrived at if we only would read the “plain meaning of scripture”.
But consider how language works:
if I say, “I wouldn’t touch him with a barge pole” and
interpreted that by its “plain” meaning, what would I conclude?
Well, the plain meaning would be that I was perhaps somewhere
in the region of Foxton Locks and making sure my barge pole wasn’t
touching that particular individual!
But we know that isn’t what is meant by the expression at all
and that to interpret it by its plain meaning is positively
misleading. Similarly, the
expression “I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it” has a
plain meaning which involves physically crossing a bridge whether it
is over a river or a railway line.
Now, of course, you might use such a phrase while out on a
walk, but most of the time you will use it when you mean that you will
wait until the particular challenge actually presents itself.
Once again the “plain meaning” of the phrase is more likely
to mislead than to illuminate you with the truth.
God
has entrusted His Word to human language in all its complexity and
subtlety. The words
of scripture come down to us through a long, and precarious history of
copying from one manuscript to another.
They need to be interpreted with sensitivity and wisdom –
understood in their original context; read in their original languages
and in accurate translations; and guided by the Holy Spirit invited to
become alive and transformative for us today.
There needs to be a humility and yet a confidence in our
reading; an identification of wise exegetes and a willingness to
accept that they are wise pointers in our search for truth.
There needs to be a weighing up of the various promptings of
scripture to discover within them the true spirit of Christ and to
seek to apply that to the church of today.
There needs to be a recognition, too, that everyone brings
their own presuppositions and cultural conditioning to the text of
sacred scripture. Some of
our insights will throw fresh understanding on the text; other
assumptions that we make will be challenged by it.
A wise reading of scripture will not be undertaken just to
reinforce a set of doctrinal beliefs that gives us our security (that
just imprisons the text) but rather will provide a fresh, authentic,
and always provisional dynamic reading of the text.
Here our security is placed on God’s Spirit who leads us into
all truth.
So
as we pray for the Archbishops of the Anglican Communion as they meet
in Dar-es-
Salaam
,
Tanzania
on the 12-19th February, may we apply ourselves to the
sacred task of bible study. For
if we take our stand on a wise interpretation of scripture, then the
truth will not elude us. As
we journey on, may the words of the psalmist becomes ours:
“Your
word is a lantern to our feet and a light upon our path.”
Michael
Rusk.
This
February is one of the most important months that the Anglican
Communion has ever faced. On
Feb. 12 – 19th, the Primates of the worldwide
Anglican Communion meet in Dar-es-
Salaam
,
Tanzania
. The main aim of the
gathering will be to further the process of the Windsor Report and to
consider the nature of response to it, so far from the Episcopal
Church of the
United States
and the Anglican Church of Canada.
Archbishop Rowan Williams has written to all the primates
inviting them to place dialogue ahead of confrontation in the
festering disputes of doctrine and discipline.
January Letter from Revd Helen Bence, Team Vicar
Dear Friends,
Well here we are in 2007. Seven years since the Millennium - seven New Years Days - and probably seven sets of New Year's resolutions.
What is It about the New Year which makes us want to abandon all the things which we do which we know are not good for us, or do the things we don't do, which we know we should do? It's as if the New Year gives us a renewed hope that a new start is possible and yet. since the Millennium. it's likely, if you are like most people, that those resolutions were quickly abandoned and forgotten, until they were re-resolved on the following six New Year's Days. New Year's resolutions seem to fall into the category of the triumph of hope over experience, yet. in the end, experience triumphs over hope.
As I reflect on that, it seems to me that we human beings really do long for life to be different somehow. We long to be people who have more self-control and so we resolve to drink less or eat more sensibly or give up smoking. We somehow sense that there is more of life than we experience most of the time and so we resolve to take up a new hobby or spend more time with the family. We long to be better than we are and so we resolve to scive our community in some way or raise money for charity or to keep our temper or not gossip. And yet, for most of us, soon after New Year with all our new hope and new sense of longing to be better and live better and do better. it all trickles through our fingers like sand and we are left with our hope dashed and our longings unfulfilled. It's all very discouraging and very frustrating.
You can't help feeling that somehow we're tackling it the wrong way, because those hopes and longings are real and good and somehow it ought to be possible for things to be better: for us to be better for
life to be better. Jesus told a story to illustrate this point:
He told them this parable:
"No one tears a patch from a new garment and sews it on an old one. If be does, he will have torn the new garment, and the patch from the new will not match the old. And no one pours new wine into old wineskins. If he does, the new wine will burst the skins, the wine will
run out and the wineskins will be mined. No, new wine must he poured into new wineskins." Luke 5.36-39
If we try to patch ourselves with old material. or try to put "new wine in old wine-skins" we are bound to fail but the good news is that there is a way and it is possible for things to be better; for us to be better; for life to be better. The trouble is we can't
make it happen - only God can - but the good news of the gospel is that God has already sorted it.
Patti writing to the church at Ephesus says:
"You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires: to be made new in the
attitude of your minds; and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness". (Ephesians 4.22-24)
if we want to keep our new year's resolutions, we need to "put off our old self and "be made new in the attitudes of our minds" and we can't do that in our own strength. Indeed,
our "old self " is so "corrupted by its deceitful desires", that, however much we long to be better and do better, and however convinced we are that we will
this year somehow manage to keep our new year's resolutions, we're back to our "former way of life" and our "old self' before we know it.
But the Christian message is a message of hope - we can be better and do better - life itself can he better. Paul again, this time writing to the church in Corinth says:
"Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation: the old has gone, the new has come!" (2
Corinthians 5.17)
Being "in Christ" means letting God into our lives so that we are changed from the inside. God's promise to each one of us is:
I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you, I will remove from you your
heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh. And 1 will put my Spirit in you and move you to follow my decrees and be careful to keep my laws." Ezekiel 36. 26-27
If we are prepared to accept that promise, we will be able to follow Jesus' key teaching, which was revolutionary then and is just as revolutionary now for it would revolutionize our world if it were applied today:
"A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another." (John 13.34-35)
The whole story of God's dealings with his people is about making things new. In the Old Testament, Isaiah speaking as God's prophet says:
"Behold, I will create new heavens and a new earth. The former things will not be remembered, nor will they come to mind. (Isaiah 65.17) In the New Testament, Peter writes:"But in keeping with his promise we are looking forward to a new heaven a and a new earth". (2 Peter 3.13) And in the last book of the Bible, we
read: "He who was seated on the throne said, "I am making everything new!" (Revelation
21.5) The theme is consistent throughout - God is working his purposes out and his purpose is to renew his creation until it becomes everything God meant it to be when
"In the beginning God created...." Genesis 1.1
His purpose is to transform the world which we corrupted until it once again lives by God's principle of love So, this year. why not make just one new year's resolution - to rely on God to fulfill your longing to be better and do better and live better, because as it says in Lamentations 3.22-3
"Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness."
Helen |