CHRIST FOR TODAY?

ANOTHER SENIOR CLERIC pronounced on the subject of “gay marriage” today. I wasn’t impressed. It’s not that I’m never impressed by people who hold opposite views to my own. I often am. I celebrate diversity. But clerical pronouncements (my own amongst them) are sometimes so … inarticulate. Failing to state a half-decent case. Courting flippant, dismissive “silly old buffer” responses. This is not good news. It’s bad news. And I need to turn to the words of more articulate teachers of faith for a bit of encouragement at times like these. Dave Tomlinson is one such. I found his book Re-enchanting Christianity quite irresistible after only the opening words of the Preface:

Every day people are straying away from the church and going back to God.

Lenny Bruce

Dave Tomlinson really cares about that fact. As I do – delighted that people are “going back to God”, but shattered at times to observe that the Church seems bent on encouraging their departure! The Church needs people (yes, of every race and creed) who’ve “gone back to God”. The Church is utterly dependent upon God’s being – upon Life’s being – infinitely so much bigger than our petty squabbles and heresies.

Thankfully there are growing numbers of people in the UK – within and without the Church – who recognise the value of deeper engagement and dialogue. This is where growth and development occurs. Oft repeated religiously entrenched positions on virtually any subject under the sun are no longer granted automatic place in 21st century hearts and minds. And therein lies hope, I believe, for the future of our humankind … hope for our learning to live peacefully together, hope for our continuing to think, and grow, and learn, and perhaps even to pray together. A dozen conversations since the recent discussion between Professor Richard Dawkins, Sir Anthony Kenny and Archbishop Rowan (see below) have delightedly celebrated all that they revealed they held in common. I believe that Christ For Today (and everyday) celebrates such common ground. And I want to ask, as Tomlinson’s chapter 6 asks: “Who is Christ for Us Today? A question that never stands still”. Here’s the opening paragraph:

In a conversation with Gandhi in which the Mahatma had extolled the virtues of Jesus, the missionary E. Stanley Jones asked if he had ever considered becoming a Christian. ‘I love your Christ,’ Gandhi replied, ‘I do not like your Christians. They are so unlike your Christ.’ Apparently, Gandhi’s rejection of Christianity stemmed from an incident when he was practising law in South Africa. He had been attracted to Christianity and studied the Bible and found the teachings of Jesus particularly appealing. But when he tried to attend a church service he was barred entry and told: ‘There’s no room for kaffirs in this church.’ Gandhi left the church sorrowful, and determined never again to consider becoming a Christian.

Dave Tomlinson goes on to say that a re-enchanted Christianity is a lived Christianity. “Ah, but that’s exactly what I’m trying to do, exactly what I’m trying to live,” mumbles the old traditionalist. “Two thousand years of tradition. That’s what I’m handing on.”

I’m driven though, for my part, to ask whether it’s a lived – an alive – Christianity we’re interested in? With Dave Tomlinson I want to know Who is Christ For Us Today? What would Christ, what does Christ – in and through “Christ’s body now on earth” – say? Who and where is Christ’s mouthpiece? Does anyone seriously believe that Christ For Today speaks only through the microphone of Magisterium, Synod or legislating body? Or does Christ For Today say what she / he has to say through life – through unfolding Wisdom? And how might we learn to be as concise, as succinct, as articulate as Jesus of Nazareth is said to have been? And then, leaving hermeneutical skills aside for a moment, may we ask did Jesus of Nazareth ever legislate against love? Or would our Christ do so today? If Jesus of Nazareth was invited to interview in John Humphrys’ studio what would Christ For Us Today say? We ought – in our pursuit of growth – to think afresh, to meditate, contemplate and pray, because these are important, live growth issues, today. And – while people stray from the Church – the issues themselves won’t go away.

FOREVER FULL

I’VE GROWN USED, here in Bramhall, to the nearby sound of trains rattling through the night. The sound of life trundling on is comforting and homely somehow. (Yes! – that would be it – 6 years old: Christmas morning: train track around the sofa …) And I’ve come to be able to recognise – by the sound of it, and the degree to which the house shakes – the length of a train, and whether it’s laden or empty. Empty goods trains rattle and grumble. Long after they’ve passed there’s a whispered memory. In my sleep I can still hear them muttering when they’re pulling into the yard up in Manchester. Whereas a fully laden goods train is very much quieter in the night. Much more purposeful. A quick swoooosh. Less invasive. On the way somewhere. A train to be waved to, with a smile. A train that someone might welcome or respond to. Purposeful trains don’t grumble on the line. They don’t rattle.

I like people who are carrying something, with a sense of purpose and a good intent. Last evening I had supper here with 30+ pastoral visitors. An exceptionally nice and gifted bunch of people, not a rattle or a grumble or a whisper amongst them. Synods and Conventions and empty words and journeys don’t feature much in their itineraries. Care of the housebound, care of their families, care in their community is very much more their thing. Here’s a goods train that’s carrying something, with a sense of purpose. Going somewhere. These are the Kingdom people. These are the people who spend less time dissecting the Word and more time living in Him. These are the people who pick ears of corn, on the Sabbath, with which to feed the hungry. Here’s … Immortal love, forever full, forever flowing free. Forever shared, forever whole, a never ebbing sea. For … Our outward lips confess the name all other names above: love only knoweth whence it came and comprehendeth love. (John Greenleaf Whittier). But it was a very substantial supper: so I’m off to the gym.

PS: Please see Fr Tony Clavier’s thoughtful article after Archbishop Rowan’s published Reflection this week …