The Woman in Red: a Celebration

Morning Prayer Service for ‘The Most Wuthering Heights Day Ever’

on the Feast of St Mary Magdalene, Clapham, 28 July 2024

 

This service took place on the morning when Clapham hosted one of the world’s annual ‘Most Wuthering Heights Day Ever‘ events, where participants recreate the music video for Kate Bush‘s 1978 song “Wuthering Heights“.

 

VIDEO Kate Bush, Wuthering Heights

 

Introduction: the Woman in Red in culture and in scripture

Today, Clapham is hosting an extraordinary event: The Most Wuthering Heights Day Ever. A few dozen people gathered together to rehearse, then perform, their recreation of Kate Bush’s Wuthering Heights video. 

It’s part of a worldwide series of performances which began in 2013 in Brighton, as an attempt to set a world record of having the most people dressed as Kate Bush in one location. More than a decade on and the event stretches across the world from Austin in Texas to Sydney in Australia; there are dancers dressed in red in Berlin, Copenhagen, Dublin and Tel Aviv, to name but a few. For an event which has its roots in Emily Bronte’s novel it seems astonishing that it’s never been performed in Yorkshire before – so today is a first. 

I think it’s more than just a trivial bit of obscure pop culture: it’s something worth celebrating, and its themes are rich, suggestive, and not often enough explored in church. So here goes.

The Woman in Red is a familiar figure in life and in literature. 

She is a ghost, often a jilted lover, killed in a fit of passion, or a woman of vanity. In all cases, she is wearing a scarlet or blood red dress. A Red Lady has walked around the Church of St Nicholas in Pluckley, Kent, since the 12th century, and Leap Castle in Ireland is haunted by a Red Lady holding a dagger, who reportedly committed suicide after being raped and seeing her baby killed.

Then there’s the Scarlet Woman, the promiscuous one, the prostitute, the woman condemned by the self-righteous for her casual approach to sex and relationships. Think Nell Gwynn, or The Whore of Babylon.

Kate Bush chose to become The Woman in Red for her performance; and by doing she invoked Cathy from Wuthering Heights, whose ghostly presence at the window of her star-crossed lover Heathcliffe is the central image of Emily Bronte’s novel of wild and brutal passion.

The musician has said that she was drawn to Emily Bronte when she discovered they share the same birthday: 30 July. What she may or may not know is that this date also coincides with the Feast of St Mary Magdalene, which took place this week.

Another woman usually portrayed in red, this is the Mary who had ‘seven demons driven out of her’ by Jesus. Mary Magdalene has caused the Church to get its patriarchal undies in a twist over the centuries, the sixth century Pope Gregory I insisting that she was the unnamed “sinful woman” who anointed Jesus’s feet with expensive perfume, which triggered the widespread belief that Mary Magdalene was a repentant prostitute or a promiscuous woman, a viewpoint heightened by centuries of furious speculation that she and Jesus were far more than just disciple and teacher. These aspersions were only corrected in 1988 when, under pressure from feminist theologians, Pope John Paul II published his apostolic letter “On the dignity and vocation of women”, which emphasised the special role of Mary Magdalene in the gospels. She is the first to meet the Risen Christ, and to announce his resurrection to the Apostles. Contrary to centuries of faulty Church teaching, that event, in the Garden of Gethsemane, affirms without doubt that Christ entrusts divine truths to women as well as men.Which may sound obvious t us now, but is a truth which has been suppressed until recently. 

Thus we may find the real or imagined Mary Magdalene to be a kindred spirit to Catherine, the impassioned but unfulfilled lover, the phantom haunting the lives of her menfolk, the one damaged by many demons, seeking redemption even after death. 

At daybreak on the feast day of St Mary Magdalene this week, crowds gathered on Glastonbury Tor, many dressed in red, for a lantern-lit ceremony involving throwing roses into the air, which was conducted by Priestess Caroline Glazebrook, hooded and robed in red. In The Sacred Magdalene Festival Mary is described as a ‘Sacred consort to Christ whose image was distorted and whose existence condemned to the periphery of history, she is now one of the central figures of a powerful heart awakening on the planet.’

In 2019 the British musician FKA twigs released an album titled MAGDALENE, alluding to the biblical figure Mary, a demonstration of how she has become a mythical feminist icon in modern day cultural portrayals, a figurehead for women’s misrepresentation in the media, an icon for the ‘reclamation of the sacred feminine and a reinvigoration of spiritual life.’

In Cathy, in Kate, in Mary, and in the growing numbers of Women in Red  inspired by them, there is something fascinating afoot. 

Using the simple service of Morning Prayer for the Feast of St Mary Magdalene as our basis, let us spend some time contemplating these themes….

 

Invitation to Confession

Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul,  

and why are you so disquieted within me?

O put your trust in God;  

for I will yet give him thanks,

    who is the help of my countenance, and my God.

Psalm 42.13-14

If anyone is in Christ, she is a new creation:

everything old has passed away; everything becomes new.

That we may put behind us all that is past,

let us call to mind all that troubles us.  

cf 2 Corinthians 5.17

Silence

Kyrie Confession

Lord, in your love you invite us to be your friends:

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

 

Lord, in your joy you accept the gifts we offer you:

Christ, have mercy.

Christ, have mercy.

 

Lord, in your trust you send us to be your faithful witnesses:

Lord, have mercy.

Lord, have mercy.

 

Silence

 

Collect

Almighty God,

whose Son restored Mary Magdalene to health of mind and body

and called her to be a witness to his resurrection:

forgive our sins and heal us by your grace,

that we may serve you in the power of his risen life;

who is alive and reigns with you,

in the unity of the Holy Spirit,

one God, now and for ever. Amen

 

READING: Song of Solomon 3.1-4

Read from the New King James Version

By night on my bed I sought the one I love;
I sought him, but I did not find him.

“I will rise now,” I said,
“And go about the city;
In the streets and in the squares
I will seek the one I love.”
I sought him, but I did not find him.

The watchmen who go about the city found me.
I said, “Have you seen the one I love?”

Scarcely had I passed by them,
When I found the one I love.
I held him and would not let him go,
Until I had brought him to the house of my mother,
And into the chamber of her who conceived me.

 

A DIGRESSION on PASSION

You don’t hear the Song of Solomon very often in church. Why? Is physical attraction not a God-given thing? Is sexual intimacy not part of what makes us human, in God’s image? 

Somehow, the Howarth curate’s daughter understood that in separating out the physical from the  spiritual, Christian theology has done us all a disservice, and so, by contrast, Emily Bronte created some of the most movingly intimate passages of any nineteenth century novel. Hear Catherine making this confession to Nelly Dean:

“My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath — a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff — he’s always, always in my mind — not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself — but as my own being.”

Scripture does carry more of this kind of insight; including the sensual act of the woman anointing Jesus’s feet with expensive perfume, and the longing expressed here, in Psalm 42:  “As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, my God.”

 

SONG As the deer pants for the water

Based on Psalm 42. Martyn J Nystrom © 1984

Sung by Kathryn Crosweller, from How Deep the Father’s Love for Us, 2015

A DIGRESSION on THE PAIN OF UNREQUITED LOVE

If you’ve read the book or seen one of the many films, you’ll know that the  love which Catherine Earnshaw and Heathcliffe shared was torn apart by circumstances in life; and Kate Bush relives in song – and reenacts in dance – the deceased Cathy haunting Heathcliffe, seeking reconciliation, for their separation in life – and even in the afterlife – causes them both so much pain. 

After Catherine’s death, Heathcliff declares the mortal world a living hell. She has taken his soul with her to the grave. “‘…Be with me always – take any form – drive me mad! Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! It is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!’”

Kate compresses Cathy’s longings into the bridge of her song, “Ooh, let me have it; Let me grab your soul away.”

Did Mary Magdalene experience similar feelings for Jesus? It’s a question which has haunted the ages and inspired much great art and music. In the 1971 rock opera Jesus Christ Superstar, Tim Rice and Andrew Lloyd Webber gave us the moving torch ballad I Don’t Know How To Love Him. It’s been covered by many artists since, and I have chosen to share the version sung by Sinead O’Connor, child of a Magdalene Laundry, a self-confessed promiscuous person, a deeply spiritual seeker and agitator of religious authorities; this performance from The Sugar Club in Dublin, in 2007, marked the launch of a collection of devotional songs which Sinead  entitled Theology. When we see Sinead performing today she appears to us as a ghost on the screen, following her death of natural causes at the age of 56, one year ago this weekend, 26 July 2023.

 

SONG Sinead O’Connor, I Don’t Know How To Love Him

Taken from the collection Theology. Recorded at The Sugar Club, Dublin, 8 November, 2006.

A DIGRESSION on RUNNING UP THAT HILL

(or how men make ‘ghosts’ of women)

It could be said that Emily Bronte was a ghost writer: for she published Wuthering Heights using the pen name ‘Ellis Bell’, as her chances of getting published would be far greater if people thought the author was a man. Similarly, her sister Charlotte used the name Currer Bell; and her sister Anne, Acton Bell. It was only after her early death that her name became credited to her one great literary work.

When Wuthering Heights peaked at number one on the UK Singles Chart for four weeks in early 1978, it made Kate Bush the first female artist to achieve a number one single with an entirely self-penned song. A cause for celebration – but also yet another signifier of a culture in which men seem to make ghosts of women, relegating them to the fringes.  

According to Kate Bush, in her 1985 single Running Up That Hill, the only way to overcome the differences between men and women is to “Make a deal with God.”

There’s a fascinating passage of scripture which interrogates this ages-long dilemma; the account of the so-called ‘sinful woman’, maybe Mary Magdalene, pouring expensive ointment on Jesus’ feet, and Judas, the PCC treasurer for the disciples, weighing in heavily to try to put her back in her place. Jesus, though, gives short shrift to that patriarchal palaver, as wonderfully expressed in Sydney Carter’s 1972 song, Judas and Mary:

SONG Judas and Mary

Judas and Mary written by Sydney Carter, performed by Jancis Harvey on her 1972 album Distance of Doors. 

READING Verses from John 20

Early on the first day of the week, while it was still dark, Mary Magdalene came to the tomb and saw that the stone had been removed from the tomb. She stood weeping outside the tomb. As she wept, Mary bent over to look into the tomb; and she saw two angels in white, sitting where the body of Jesus had been lying, one at the head and the other at the feet. They said to her, ‘Woman, why are you weeping?’ She said to them, ‘They have taken away my Lord, and I do not know where they have laid him.’ When she had said this, she turned round and saw Jesus standing there, but she did not know that it was Jesus. Jesus said to her, ‘Woman, why are you weeping? For whom are you looking?’ Supposing him to be the gardener, she said to him, ‘Sir, if you have carried him away, tell me where you have laid him, and I will take him away.’ Jesus said to her, ‘Mary!’ She turned and said to him in Hebrew, ‘Rabbouni!’ (which means Teacher). Jesus said to her, ‘Do not hold on to me, because I have not yet ascended to the Father. But go to my brothers and say to them, “I am ascending to my Father and your Father, to my God and your God.”’ Mary Magdalene went and announced to the disciples, ‘I have seen the Lord’; and she told them that he had said these things to her.

A DIGRESSION on WOMEN IN RED

Here is Mary, haunted: by the loss of the man she loved; and by the second loss piled up on top of the first, the loss of his body, not in the tomb where she had seen him laid to rest just hours before. 

And here is Mary, healed: by the appearance to her of her Jesus, calling her by name, life after death, eternal love piled on top of the love they already shared. Mary, alone above Peter and all the other disciples as the one Jesus trusts to break the news that will transform their lives and the life of the world, Mary, the ‘First of the Apostles’, who announced the good news of the resurrection to that frightened group of broken men.

Mary, in kindred spirit with all Women in Red, a force for challenge, creative change, celebration and renewal.

Intercession

With Mary Magdalene and all holy women,

let us praise our God and call upon him in prayer.

 

Mary Magdalene was the first to greet your risen Son

and carried the news of his triumph over death to the disciples.

Strengthen us to be faithful witnesses to the gospel in the world

and grant your grace to all who preach and teach the faith.

Lord, hear us.

Lord, graciously hear us. 

 

Father, when Mary came to you with her demons,

You cast them out by your love.

Help those who struggle with their demons; 

all who suffer with poor mental health;

Open our eyes to see those in need or sickness;

strengthen your Church to show forth your love to them today.

Lord, hear us.

Lord, graciously hear us.

 

God, we give thanks for the artists:

the dancers, the singers, the painters and all who give expression to the deep loves and anguish of the human soul.

We thank you for how they enable us to reach into ourselves and discover parts of us we never knew existed;

how they challenge us to see things differently and appreciate others’ ponts of view;

how they help us to dig into the life of the world and find deeper joy in our life together with all we share this good earth.

Lord, hear us.

Lord, graciously hear us.

 

Joining in fellowship with Mary Magdalene and all your saints,

we thank you for … recently departed,

and all those who have gone before us in the faith.

Grant that with them we may see your Son face to face

in everlasting glory.

 

Merciful Father,

accept these prayers

for the sake of your Son,

our Saviour Jesus Christ.

Amen.

Silent prayer

The Lord’s Prayer

A DIGRESSION on DANCE

One of the world’s most popular performers, Lady Gaga, was a Catholic school girl who found it easier to worship “a more feminine force” in her life, and who throughout her career has found strength by praying to holy women like Mary Magdelene. In 2011 she released the song Bloody Mary, in which she “casts Mary Magdelene as a graceful, eternal icon of feminine suffering”, humanising Magdelene, who “chooses to focus on the love Jesus spread in the world as opposed to the tragedy before her. Despite her grief, she promises to pick up that mantle and spread love in her own way: drying her tears and dancing through the night.”

“I’m gonna dance… with my hands held above my head… like Jesus said,” sings Lady Gaga, channelling Mary Magdalene, and the song signs off in Spanish, with “Liberate, mi amor”, meaning, “Free yourself, my love”.

From the day that the prophetess Miriam took a tambourine in her hand, and led all the women of the people of Moses in a dance to celebrate God having freed them from captivity, to Kate Bush giving physical form and visual language to Cathy’s ghostly petitions at her lover’s window, women have danced, to express they freedom and power which they have found, or sometimes fought to claim for themselves, over and against a world which would so often otherwise suppress them.

Which is why today is such a cause for celebration.

VIDEO 2023: Most Wuthering Heights Day Ever around the world

Australian Community Media.

Blessing

May Christ, who makes saints of sinners,

who has transformed those we remember today,

raise and strengthen you that you may transform the world;

and the blessing of God almighty,

the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit,

be among you and remain with you always. Amen

Sleeping with Bread- growing up into him every day

Ephesians 4.1-16, John 6.24-35

The Tenth Sunday of Trinity, 4 August 2024, Eldroth, Clapham

“We must no longer be children, tossed to and fro and blown about by every wind of doctrine, by people’s trickery, by their craftiness in deceitful scheming. But speaking the truth in love, we must grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ.”

During the bombing raids of World War II, thousands of children were orphaned and left to starve. The fortunate ones were rescued and placed in refugee camps where they received food and good care. But many of these children who had lost so much could not sleep at night. They feared waking up to find themselves once again homeless and without food. Nothing seemed to reassure them. Finally, someone hit upon the idea of giving each child a piece of bread to hold at bedtime. Holding their bread, these children could finally sleep in peace. All through the night the bread reminded them, ‘Today I ate and I will eat again tomorrow.’ [1]

Bread is a comforting thing. There’s nothing particularly special about bread. But there is something very blessed about it. It is bread’s very ordinariness which makes it so blessed.

Bread is one of those things which God uses to touches us in the Church most clearly. Think of how in the church we need objects like this, the most primal, elemental, basic and foundational stuff of everyday life, to help us in our worship to draw more close to God: things like water, wine, oil, bread, cloth, hands, hair, dirt, stone, language, fire, wax, wood. All of these are to be found in the sacramental, mysterious life of the Church, and it is through them that the divine presence is communicated to us. Through these things, we connect to God.

So bread, along with wine, is one of the two physical everyday things at the very centre of what it means to be Christians in communion with our God.

With a couple of exceptions in scripture like God sending Manna from heaven and Jesus feeding the five thousand, bread is always the result of the work of human people. It is baked in an oven, tended by a baker, who has formed the bread out of flour, salt, water and yeast. And the flour is from wheat, which is harvested by people. The salt is distilled from the sea or dug out of the ground, the water is drawn from its source, and the yeast is collected and propagated. At every stage, human activity is required for there to be bread.

Yet there would be no wheat without God, nor would there be water, salt or yeast. Even the strength and knowledge of the baker find their ultimate source in God, to say nothing of his very existence. And God created the physical laws according to which the matter of the universe normally operates. So it is clear that at every stage of its development, divine activity is required for there to be bread.

Bread is a sign of God and people working together. Far from solely being our Creator and our Lord, God also joins us as our co-worker, standing next to us in the most basic and ordinary moments and tasks of life. 

Bread is also our nourishment. Nearly every diet in every culture in the world includes bread in some form. Even the most meagre of diets – bread and water – includes bread. Bread goes to the very heart of human life.

And – as those orphaned wartime children found, there’s something comforting, something reassuring about bread. It’s a reminder perhaps that we are loved; that whatever our circumstances, wherever we may be, we are home.

It is therefore no coincidence that when the Lord chose the means to make His Body available to us as food, as the divine Eucharist, He chose to do it through bread.

And no coincidence either that in the prayer which he taught us to use, at the start of each day, he encourages us to ask our Father to give us our daily bread.

Now, Paul encourages Christians to mature in our faith “We must no longer be children, tossed to and fro and blown about by every wind of doctrine, by people’s trickery, by their craftiness in deceitful scheming. But speaking the truth in love, we must grow up in every way into him who is the head, into Christ.”

There are many ways in which we can grow up in Christ, through practicing different ways of Christian living and ways of praying.

One lovely idea I have heard about, and try from time to time, is the practice called Sleeping with Bread. 

The idea is simple: just as you might begin the day by asking Our Father to give you your daily bread, so, at the end of the day, you might take a few moments to look back and consider two questions:

What did I receive today for which I am grateful?

What did I receive today for which I am least grateful?

  • and having brought those things to mind, to offer them in prayer.

The simple idea being, that by doing this we draw closer to God and what he is doing in our lives.

And by doing that, we are growing up into him. 

In the miracle we’ve heard retold to us today, maybe the greater lesson is not so much what Jesus did in turning the boy’s five barley loaves into enough for 5,000 and more, but in what the boy did – offering up these ordinary modest things of life to be used for divine purposes.

Maybe that is all that God asks us to do – to offer up to him the ordinary modest things of our lives, in faith that he will help us to see more clearly how these are part of his divine purposes.

 

Note

[1] Dennis Linn, Sheila Fabricant Linn, Matthew Linn, Sleeping with Bread: Holding What Gives You Life. Paulist Press 1995.

The God in the Bread: A Sermon for Lammas

Ephesians 3.14-21, John 6.1-14

Written by Fr. Andrew Stephen Damick, Ancient Faith blog, 1 August 2011

edited by John Davies

for The Ninth Sunday of Trinity, 28 July 2024, Austwick, Keasden

 

Today’s service falls at Lammastide. Lammas is that ancient English Christian custom, celebrated on August 1st, of baking a first loaf of bread from the flour of that harvest and then bringing it to church to have it blessed. It’s been rather eclipsed by our harvest festivals these days, but as we all know, harvest time comes earlier than September or October, and our farmers have been busy in the fields and the lanes over recent weeks.

“Lammas,” is a compound word formed from the phrase “loaf mass.” A bit like Michaelmas for the feast of the Archangel Michael in November, or Candlemas for the feast of Christ’s Presentation in February, or of course Christmas, focussing on the feast of Christ’s nativity. Today is Lammas, a day to focus on bread.

Blessing a loaf of bread in church may sound a bit odd to some. What’s so special about bread? Well, maybe the point is this: there’s nothing particularly special abut bread. It is bread’s very ordinariness which makes it so blessed.

When Christians remove God out of the ordinary, we lose something valuable from our faith. Just as damaging as a denial of God or even a rejection of coming to church, is the relegation of spiritual things to one compartment of our lives. When we easily understand why God would bless someone’s heart and soul, but fail to grasp why He would bless salt or a loaf of bread.

Yet, if we think about when God touches us in the Church most clearly, it is precisely through objects like this, in the most primal, elemental, basic and foundational stuff of everyday life: water, wine, oil, bread, cloth, hands, hair, dirt, stone, language, fire, wax, wood. All of these are to be found in the sacramental, mysterious life of the Church, and it is through them that the divine presence is communicated to us. Through these things, we connect to God.

The ancient Celtic Christians had prayers for rather ordinary things. Newborn babies were washed by dipping them three times in the water, while saying the names of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit – it was like a kitchen-sink baptism. They also had prayers for rowing boats, walking, giving birth, looking after the cows, and lighting fires. It is a joy of our Christian life to experience this sense of God’s presence in the mundane, ordinary moments of life.

So bread, along with wine, is one of the two physical everyday things at the very centre of what it means to be Christians in communion with our God.

With a couple of exceptions in scripture like God sending Manna from heaven and Jesus feeding the five thousand, bread is always the result of the work of human people. It is baked in an oven, tended by a baker, who has formed the bread out of flour, salt, water and yeast. And the flour is from wheat, which is harvested by people. The salt is distilled from the sea or dug out of the ground, the water is drawn from its source, and the yeast is collected and propagated. At every stage, human activity is required for there to be bread.

Yet there would be no wheat without God, nor would there be water, salt or yeast. Even the strength and knowledge of the baker find their ultimate source in God, to say nothing of his very existence. And God created the physical laws according to which the matter of the universe normally operates. So it is clear that at every stage of its development, divine activity is required for there to be bread.

Bread is a sign of God and man working together. Far from solely being our Creator and our Lord, God also joins us as our co-worker, standing next to us in the most basic and ordinary moments and tasks of life. 

Bread is also our nourishment. Nearly every diet in every culture in the world includes bread in some form. Even the most meagre of diets – bread and water – includes bread. Bread goes to the very heart of human life.

It is therefore no coincidence that when the Lord chose the means to make His Body available to us as food, as the divine Eucharist, He chose to do it through bread.

This bread we are about to receive. It was made with the hands and the knowledge of a baker, and at the same time, it is the fruit of the divine Energy of God in His creation. And it is this ordinary product, which comes from the ground, from the water, from the air, and from seed, which is transformed by the power of the Holy Spirit, but in synergy with the prayers of the holy people of God, the royal nation of priests which is the Church – this is what now holds the awesome mystery of the wholeness of the Godhead within itself.

Christian life truly is so very intimate. Its power is that it spiritually intertwines the uncreated God with the created world. The ordinary becomes extraordinary, and the most basic, fundamental, everyday things become for us the vehicles for the communication of what is truly beyond our ability to describe it. 

In the miracle we’ve heard retold to us today, maybe the greater lesson is not so much what Jesus did in turning the boy’s five barley loaves into enough for 5,000 and more, but in what the boy did – offering up these ordinary modest things of life to be used for divine purposes.

Maybe that is all that God asks us to do – to offer up to him the ordinary modest things of our lives, in faith that he will take whatever we offer in the middle of each ordinary day, and use it for his divine purposes.

Compassion for the crowds

Jeremiah 23.1-6, Mark 6.30-34, 53-56

The Eighth Sunday of Trinity, 21 July 2024

Austwick, Clapham, Eldroth

“When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.”

We are made to gather, we are born to crowd.  We have this inbuilt need to come together with others; it’s part of who we are as people. We missed it during those Covid lockdowns, because we look forward to being in friendly crowds – family gatherings, village occasions, coach trips, assembling with hundreds of others at our favourite sports grounds or in concert halls or theatres. Our school leavers this week have been reminiscing about the playtimes they’ve enjoyed over the years together with their school friends, crowding together around the schoolyard. 

There’s an energy in a crowd which can lift you – think of Last Night of the Proms, for instance, or the speeches at a wedding, the smiles of recognition that spread around a packed parish church during a fondly-delivered eulogy. 

But, let’s acknowledge, not everyone is comfortable in crowds. If you’ve lived in the country all your life, or chosen to escape the city to be here, you may be one of those for whom a crowd brings anxiety, even fear. And even those who do it every day: I’m guessing that many endure, rather than enjoy, having to squeeze onto overcrowded trains commuting to work. 

It can be exhilarating, giving yourself over to the passion of a crowd which is celebrating – like when crushing together on a pavement on a royal occasion; but it can be frightening feeling out of control in a crowd whose mood has turned sour – aggression at a football match, anger at a protest march.

Crowds can get a bad press, and we who are distanced from them can all too easily condemn. I think there’s an unwritten rule we all follow which says that if it’s not our crowd, then we may be unsure about it: I know people who are very much at home in the middle of the crowd at an Auction Mart, but who say that a visit to a busy out-of-town shopping centre scares them terribly.

I don’t think Jesus was that keen on crowds. Being a country boy, from out in the sticks, there’s plenty of times in the gospels where we see him retreating from his vast audiences – away into the hills or across to the other side of the lake. There’s plenty of evidence that he was anxious to avoid creating a ‘Jesus Crowd’ – one which followed him to the exclusion of all others, one which elevated him to those messianic heights he always wanted to avoid. 

But nevertheless, Jesus didn’t avoid crowds, and he let them gather to him when he preached,  proclaimed and healed. Doubtless Jesus understood how crowds behave ‘as one’, and how that unified behaviour can exclude or scapegoat those from other crowds; [2] but he also knew that within each crowd there are individual people… with stories to tell and needs in their lives which have led them to crowd together with others with whom they share common ground, common goals. 

“When he saw the crowds, he had compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.”

In Jesus’ eyes the crowds needed caring for. He saw that their well-being, their physical and spiritual health, was not being tended to. 

Jesus saw these crowds not as a seething noisy mass but as a collection of vulnerable individuals, each member of the crowd searching for help and healing.

Jesus knew that each individual there was looking for a model to follow, a vision to seek. 

We know from history and from what we see in the world around us that some leaders in Jesus’ position exploit their popularity, embrace their messianic status, and use their crowd’s devotion to increase their personal wealth or political standing.

By contrast, Jesus acted with compassion when he saw the needful faces and heard the hungry voices in the crowds. He decided to go about tending the needs of these people by sending his friends and followers into the towns and villages, to work for him, giving them authority to heal diseases both physical and spiritual. 

‘Proclaim the good news that the kingdom of heaven has come near,’ he told them. ‘Cure the sick, raise the dead, cleanse the lepers, cast out demons.’ And do all this for nothing: ‘You received without payment;’ he said. ‘So give without payment.’

This Jesus Crowd was a group of people who were to stick together and follow his mission – to tend the needs of the other crowds, to bring healing to them. Whatever this Jesus Crowd did would help the other crowds to see and feel and know the goodness of God at work among them. This Jesus Crowd was a good crowd, a collection of different individuals which embraced all people; a group formed to do generous acts of well-being, which people would appreciate having around. 

At the heart of Christianity is a powerful ethic. It is what the first followers of Jesus called The Way – a way of living based on love and compassion, reconciliation and forgiveness, inclusion and acceptance, peace and nonviolence, generosity and justice. This ethic is what makes Christianity good. Without it, Christians can become rigid and intolerant, self-righteous and condemning, hate-filled and violent, selfish and unjust. [3]

This Way of Jesus mirrors Buddhism’s Four Embracing Ways: generosity, kind speech, benevolence toward all, and treating all equally. It is akin to the African idea of Ubuntu – ‘I am because you are’, In other words, we rise through lifting up each other. Alongside those of other faiths who aspire to live by such ethics, Christians can represent the best humanity has to offer. [4]

So let us keep the crowds in our prayers; all the crowds which combine to make up our social world: our own crowd; those who we notice but which we don’t and couldn’t belong to; even those crowds which trouble us. Keeping especially in mind those vulnerable crowds easily exploited by the leaders they follow for political or financial gain.

With our eyes open and ears alert, let us open our hearts in compassion for the people in all the crowds around us, as Jesus did for those around him. 

 

Notes 

[1] A rewrite of Compassion or condemnation: on crowds, preached online in 2020, and Matthew 9: On Crowds preached in Liverpool in 2008.

[2] For more on the ‘mimetic’ behaviour of crowds see Michael Hardin and Jeff Krantz, Preaching Peace, Proper 6A, as referenced in Paul Nuechterlein, Girardian Reflections on the Lectionary, Proper 6A.

[3] Kurt Struckmeyer, A Conspiracy of Love: Following Jesus in a Postmodern World. p.202.

[4] Roshi Joan Halifax, The Bodhisattva Ideal: Five Rare Powers. Upaya Zen Center, 4 July 2024. Thanks to Rebecca Solnit for the link.

When mercy and truth meet together: on the Doncaster train

Amos 7.7-15, Mark 6.14-29

Seventh Sunday after Trinity, 14 July 2024, Austwick, Keasden

“Mercy and truth are met together,  

righteousness and peace have kissed each other.”

I’ve been reading the memoirs of Anne Scargill and Betty Cook about their years involved in the Women Against Pit Closures movement. [1]

In one story Anne describes a day when she had been in London to see Arthur and was coming back on the train. On the platform at King’s Cross she noticed a woman struggling with a big case. She was elderly, so Anne asked her if she could help. Between them they got the case on the train and Anne lifted it onto the luggage rack for her. They sat down at the table seat opposite one another. The elderly woman was well-dressed, and well-spoken, and Anne took to her straightaway. She told Anne that she was going to get off at Leeds as her son was meeting her there. Anne said that she was getting off at Doncaster but that she would lift her case down for her before she got off.

The woman told Anne where she lived and talked a bit about her son and daughter-in-law and how she was looking forward to visiting them. She then asked Anne where she’d been and where she was going. Anne told her that she lived in an old pit village near Barnsley. She asked Anne which one, and Anne told her Worsbrough.

‘Isn’t that where Arthur Scargill lives?’

‘Here we go,’ Anne thought. Then the woman set off.

‘I think that man is a hypocrite, he has led the miners up a garden path and all the time he is living in the lap of luxury.’

Anne decided not to say anything. She told the woman that she was going to the buffet bar for a cup of tea and asked her if she would like one. When Anne came back with their teas, the woman carried on.

‘I’ve heard that he lives in a huge mansion with a swimming pool.’

‘I don’t think he does,’ Anne said. ‘I live in the same village and there’s nobody in Worsbrough with a swimming pool in their garden as far as I know.’

‘They say he sent his daughter to private school.’

‘I’m not sure that’s true either. I believe she went to the local comprehensive.’

Anne managed to change the subject and talked to the woman about times gone by. She told her that she’d worked at the Co-op for a lot of years and talked about the changes she had seen in her community since the pit closures, but every time there was a break in the conversation the woman fetched it back to Arthur.

‘He is a horrible man and he is to blame for what has happened.’

Anne found it hard to stomach what this lady was saying. On the one hand she could see a kind and friendly person, and on the other she could see someone who hadn’t got her facts right. She  wondered if she ought to say something, but every time she thought about speaking, the subject changed and the woman said something nice. Anne decided to keep her counsel.

As the train approached Doncaster, Anne reached up to get the woman’s case down for her. The woman thanked her, saying,

‘Can I just say this has been a lovely journey. It’s not every day you meet someone so thoughtful and kind.’

The woman took Anne’s hand and told her her name. Anne bit her lip and thought, ‘Bugger it, I’ll tell her.’

The train started to slow down.

‘I’m Anne Scargill. I’m Arthur’s wife. We live in a small bungalow with three bedrooms. Our daughter lives with us and so does Arthur’s dad, and we’ve got a couple of dogs. My husband works really hard for his union and my daughter is training to be a doctor.’

The woman didn’t know what to say. Anne looked through the window and saw that the train was pulling up to the platform.

‘Oh! My goodness! Oh! My goodness dear, you must think me completely awful.’

Anne told her that she wasn’t too offended and that she had to put up with comments about her husband all the time, especially from the newspapers and television. She then asked the woman how she knew so much about Arthur.

‘Well, I suppose I have read it in the newspapers.’

As Anne stood up to leave the carriage, she said, ‘Can I just say love, that you shouldn’t always believe what you read in the paper.’

Anne waved to her as the train set off.

It’s a simple story, but insightful. In a world where people so often assert their truths over others aggressively, it is good to be shown how truth can be defended with mercy.

In a world where we can so easily be self-righteous in our harsh judgements of others, it is good to see how righteousness can be delivered with a kiss of peace.

Anne Scargill had learned how to be tough, whilst campaigning for the families and communities of the mining villages; on that train she could have easily torn that woman to shreds, defending her truth with unkind words and biting counter-criticisms. Instead she left the woman chastened, for sure, but not crushed. She left her not with a shake of her fist, but with a wave of her hand.

It’s a simple example of what Psalm 85 celebrates:  ‘Mercy and truth are met together, righteousness and peace have kissed each other,’ sings the psalmist, imagining a world redeemed of harmful conflict, where people tell their truths and sort out their differences with grace.

How differently would the story of Herod and John the Baptist have turned out if they had found a way to do this? If John’s truth-telling had come clothed in mercy, rather than his terrible judgments of ghastly eternal fire for the sinful, which provoked Herod’s fearful, extreme, retribution?

That is impossible for us to know, but it is worth our considering how differently the hostilities of our times might turn out if we grappled with our differences using the means of mercy and the methods of peace rather than allowing ourselves to be inflamed in the restless hubbub of rolling news reports and the sound and fury of social media?

How differently would we behave towards others who we don’t always agree, or get on, with, if we took this lesson to heart: that we can stick to our truth, whilst being merciful and kind?

Almighty God, from whom all thoughts of truth and peace proceed: kindle, we pray, in every heart, the true love of peace, and guide with your pure and peaceable wisdom those who take counsel for the nations of the earth; that in tranquillity your Kingdom may go forward, till the earth is filled with the knowledge of your love; through Jesus Christ our Lord. [3]

 

Notes

[1] Ian Clayton, Anne Scargill, Betty Cook, Anne & Betty: United By The Struggle. The story is recorded in the chapter, ‘Woman on a Train’, p.180-181.

[2] See my previous talks, The judgement of Jesus and the Judgement of John (2015), and Mark 6 – Herod the haunted, 2012, 2015.

[3] Collect for Epiphanytide, Celebrating Common Prayer, p.164

 

 

Get up, stand up – the end of exile, from Ezekiel to the Chagos Islanders

Ezekiel 2.1-5, Mark 6.1-13

The Sixth Sunday of Trinity, 7 July 2024

Eldroth, Clapham

In the West Sussex town of Crawley, three weeks ago, the council turned Northgate Community Centre into a temporary shelter for 77 people who had arrived from Mauritius, via the nearby Gatwick Airport. 

For more than two weeks Crawley Council ran the rest centre, with the support of other agencies and charities, and many council staff volunteers. Then they announced that they couldn’t keep this up, and run the general election at the same time; that central government would offer them no support; and that they ‘reluctantly therefore had to inform those using the centre that it will now need to close.’

A woman from the group, Mary Elysee Douce, was reported as saying, “We don’t have anyone here. We don’t know anyone. Where will we go? We have no place.” [1]

The arrivals are Chagos Islanders, or Chagossians, people with family connections to the island archipelago down in the Indian Ocean. They have UK passports and are entitled to British citizenship after the UK took ownership of the Chagos Archipelago in 1965, renamed it the British Indian Ocean Territory, forcibly removed all the islanders and then leased it to the United States to use as a military base. Today, thousands of Chagossians live across Mauritius, the Seychelles, and the UK. Like migrants everywhere, in these places many face extreme poverty and discrimination, so they shelter together for comfort and support – Crawley has become home to the UK’s largest community of Chagossians, approximately 3,500 people. [2]

If we speak of them in biblical terms, the Chagossians are exiles, the Northgate Community Centre being their rivers of Babylon, where they sat down, squashed together on rickety camp beds, and remembered their Zion, the island of Diego Garcia, where their fathers’ and grandfathers’ old fishing boats have disappeared and in their place US warships sit in concrete harbours, and B-52 bombers leave for exercises over the Strait of Malacca and bombing raids in Yemen. [3]

Now, Ezekiel was an exile; one of those taken to Babylonia by Nebuchadnezzar II in 597BC. And as Chapter One, Verse One of his book says, in his thirtieth year, in the fourth month on the fifth day, while he was among the exiles by the Kebar River, the heavens were opened and Ezekiel saw visions of God. These visions – of astonishing heavenly creatures appearing in wheels in the sky, appearing like the glory of the Lord – caused Ezekiel to fall face down, in awe and fear and wonder. 

Then he heard the voice of one speaking. ‘O mortal, stand up on your feet, and I will speak with you.’ He got up, stood up, and took God’s commission to tell the people to expect first suffering, then redemption, and eventually the end of their exile and the restoration of the Temple in Jerusalem.

This is the God who earlier in Israel’s history had said to Joshua, “Stand up! What are you doing down on your face?’ and sent him to lead his people into the promised land. [4] 

This is the God who told another Babylonian exile trembling on his knees, ‘Daniel, stand up, and consider carefully the words I am about to speak to you.’ And Daniel stood up trembling, to receive the commission of God to prophecy of the fall of Babylon and the rise of God’s kingdom and salvation for his people at the end of days. [5] 

And famously, as we are always reminded in Advent, the prophet Isaiah passes on to a downcast  people this message from God: ‘Arise, Shine, for your Light has come, and the glory of the Lord rises upon you.’ [6] 

The musician David, in Psalm 20, says, ‘Now this I know: Some trust in chariots and some in horses, but we trust in the name of the Lord our God. They are brought to their knees and fall, but we rise up and stand firm.’ [7] 

And in our own time, a musician of faith, steeped in the Old Testament scriptures, translated God’s message to these exiled and oppressed peoples into a song which became the anthem of many  contemporary struggles for freedom: Bob Marley’s ‘Get up, stand up, Stand up for your right; Get up, stand up, Don’t give up the fight.’ [8]

Bob Marley’s song describes a God who wants us to fight for life in its fullness in the here and now, rather than impotently waiting for a better afterlife: ‘Almighty God is a living man’, he sings. A man who, in Ezekiel’s experience, wants us to stand on our feet, to talk with him and tell his words of freedom to the dispossessed people, to share his gospel of hope with the wretched of the earth.

And so today we give thanks for Mary Elysee Douce, an ordinary woman who stood up as spokesperson for the Crawley Chagos Islanders, to tell their fears of homelessness to news reporters, in hope that their story would be heard, and some compassionate help be offered. [9]

Today we give thanks for the leaders of Crawley Council who, despite being in a housing crisis which may bankrupt them, have stood up for the Chagossian people, speaking of how they understand their ‘deep sense of injustice… their belief that they have still to be compensated properly for the loss of their homeland.’ [10]

We are thankful that The Secretary General of the Anglican Communion, Bishop Anthony Poggo, last year stood up before the Provincial Synod of the Church of the Province of the Indian Ocean to affirm that the worldwide Anglican Church supports the UN General Assembly and the International Court of Justice in their rulings that the Chagos Islands must be decolonised and returned to Mauritius. [11] 

And we are thankful for the witness of Crawley’s Voice of Deliverance Church, a Chagossian and Mauritian congregation open to all nationalities standing together, whose services in English, Creole and French are a festival of hope and joy. [12]

As we saw in the way that Nazareth’s people treated Jesus, prophetic messengers are not always welcomed. If we take a short-term view of the the Chagos Islanders’ situation, we may think that they have no hope of returning home, for the American military are determined to hold on to Diego Garcia as their Indian Ocean base, and successive British governments have repeatedly reneged on their promises to Mauritians and Chagos Islanders to abide by international law. [13]

But if we take a biblical view, we know that even the most powerful kingdoms eventually fall; and we see that God turns his head towards all who are on their knees, all the weary, worn and dispossessed people of this world, to tell them, ‘Stand up on your feet’; to convince them that the future will be theirs, and to encourage them to share this news with others who will join the fight to bring about that change.

Notes

[1] Chagos Islanders ‘terrified for the future’ as Crawley Council shuts rest centre. ITV Meridian, 26 June 2024; Tanya Gupta, Juliette Parkin, Emergency centre for Chagos Islanders to close. BBC News, 27 June 2024.

[2] Wikipedia: Chagos Archipelago; Crawley Borough Council, Chagossian arrivals in Crawley. 14 June 2024.

[3] Psalm 137.

[4] Joshua 7.10.

[5] Daniel 10.11.

[6] Isaiah 60.

[7] Psalm 20.

[8] Bob Marley and the Wailers, Get Up, Stand Up. Songwriters: Peter Tosh / Bob Marley, 1973.

[9] Chagos Islanders ‘terrified for the future’ as Crawley Council shuts rest centre. ITV Meridian, 26 June 2024.

[10] Crawley Borough Council, Chagossian arrivals in Crawley. 14 June 2024.

[11] Anglican Communion Secretary General praises the role of the Church in the Indian Ocean. Anglican Communion News Service, 2 June 2023.

[12] LVD Church UK.

[13] Nitya Labh, Why Diego Garcia Matters. Foreign Policy, 30 May 2024.