Olympic Highlight

Getting quite tired of the constant Golds and Silvers being hung around the necks of GB athletes – this ruling the world is so tedious – and resisting the temptation to call family and friends in Australia and say ‘na, na, na, na, na’, I was surprised and delighted to find a deep but quirky joy in the first round of the women’s 400m hurdles.

Yes, I liked it a little that one of the fastest qualifiers from Jamaica was a Melanie Walker (54.78) – who clearly didn’t, walk that is. I also chuckled that the Liberian athlete who didn’t qualify for the next round, Raasin McIntosh (57.39) clearly wasn’t, racin’, that is. But my joy in the misfortune of another, which is obviously a dark side that I must address at some future point, was taken to higher giggly level altogether by the Bulgarian athlete Vania Stombolova – who did, at the 4^th hurdle. With a surname like that I would have chosen a seated discipline.

Very Present

‘And remember, I am with you always, to the end of the age.'’ Christ bringing to a close both Matthew’s gospel and his Great Commission - the Great Afterthought, perhaps; Jesus the realist anticipating that the church would probably lose its nerve. Perhaps he had an idea that making disciples (his commission) would turn out to be a virtually impossible task, it is, have you ever tried it? I saw a woman crossing the road this morning who I had baptised and could only reflect on how profoundly easy it was to cover her head in water and how profoundly challenging it remains to teach her to obey all the teaching of Christ – this stuff knocks the smugness out of any minister. Jesus, I think, knew that the infant church would need all the reassurance it could get as it stepped out to minister in a godless world; the reassurance that the world is never, ever in fact God-less. I am with you. As the Sons of Korah sang for us in Psalm 46, ‘God is our refuge and strength, our very present help in trouble’. The very presence of God is not just doctrinal to us, it’s a lifeline when our circumstances point to the very absence of God, it’s our courage when our faith has dribbled out our boots. Always, I am with you.

Malmesbury Abbey is experiencing human absence right now. The sad passing of congregational members whose lives we celebrate, but who, although they are now fully present to God, are painfully absent to the life of the church. And we also face the moving on of a key leader, Revd Lee Barnes, who has changed the lives of many and has been at the heart of shaping the mission of the church in Malmesbury – really quite surprising for a Derby County supporter. His vocation to serve from September in the Diocese of Liverpool leaves us with the limp lettuce of his absence as St Mark’s Haydock tucks into the Sunday lunch of his presence. I love change, when somebody observed that ‘change is here to stay’ in the Church of England, I was a happy chappy. But I sometimes wish we didn't have to turn the page quite so quickly; I sometimes wish that those who have so tangibly revealed God’s presence to us didn’t so suddenly leave us.

‘Why have you forsaken me?’ ‘I am with you always.’ These simple words of Christ spoken within a few days of each other point to the fact that we will always have to hold together the tension of presence and absence in our Christian journey. The richer the companionship, the greater the loss. The deeper the springs of God’s grace, the more barren the desert wanderings. To those that have moved on we say simply, job very well done, thank you. To Jesus we gently remind Him in our prayers that He did say ‘the end of the age.’

True Rest

As I, and many others, head off on annual leave over the summer (ha, ha…am I the only person who has grown gills this June?) a thought that as we rest, sabbath, and vacate together - we need to consider both what we rest from and who we rest in. You have probably come across these words at some point…

In repentance and rest is your salvation

In quietness and trust is your strength (Isaiah 30:15)

Beautiful words indeed, the quietness and rest seductive in a frantic world. But Isaiah wasn’t prophesying these words to go directly on to a Christian fridge magnet or to adorn an encouraging tea towel or greetings card. There was chaos in 8^th century Judah, and Isaiah, prophesying into that chaos, was bringing a warning – the word ‘woe’ at the beginning of chapter 30 is probably a clue. The warning was this: if Judah wants to escape Assyria’s threat from the North East, then running into the arms of Egypt in the South West is not going to do her any good at all. In verse 7 he puts it rather bluntly – Egypt ‘is utterly useless, therefore I call her Rahab the do-nothing’. But there is another option…

In repentance and rest is your salvation

In quietness and trust is your strength

…and clearly that is the invitation before the people of God, both then and know. The problem with these two lines is the line that immediately follows… ‘but you would have none of it.’  Seven desperately sad words really.

Judah when faced with the Assyrians fancied propping herself up with Egypt, not the LORD. When in our innermost being there are issues relating to insecurity, guilt, self-worth, rejection, rather than run to God when faced with this quasi- Assyrian onslaught we turn to Egypt for help and prop ourselves up with a myriad of things that include overwork, overspending, overeating and drinking, and illicit relationships and the resulting diminished intimacy in the relationships that actually matter.

The authentic journey to rest this summer begins with repentance not a weather forecast. What am I resting from? Who am I resting in?

England 3 Italy 0

Last Sunday, at the 6.30pm St John the Baptist Patronal service at Brokenborough, I was more concerned than usual with finishing quite promptly and leaving the building before the obligatory cup of coffee, as Messrs Rooney, Parker, Hart and Terry needed me to sing the national anthem and sit with a patriotic glass of English ale and cheer them to glorious victory. In an alternative universe Theo Walcott came on at 60 minutes and scored a breathtaking hat trick as we advanced to the Euro semi-finals on Thursday. In the universe I normally inhabit we lost miserably and predictably on penalties.

But if we had won on Sunday it would have landed me with a big problem, as every Thursday night I ascend from the sofa and actually play sport. Thursday night is always basketball night at the Activity Zone and has been since St Aldhelm started it in the 7^th century. And given the choice to watch England play football or actually play sport myself, well, England would have had to manage without me. Maybe they’d even win.

There is a tide of passivity which we need to keep an eye on. We can too easily settle for watching others sweat and triumph in the sporting arena. We can get totally absorbed in the relational nuances of our favourite soap and miss the relational blessings and challenges of our own lives. And in glorious 3D we can see the world saved from aliens by superheroes when there is plenty the world around needs saving from, and we’re probably the mini-superheroes lined up to do it.

That same dynamic can also rob us of our full participation in the life and worship of the church. As long as others are reading the Bible and reflecting theologically, as long as others are engaging with broken and lost souls, as long as others are passionately praising God in song, as long as others are giving generously, as long as others are meeting and praying and having fun, if all that is going on, well…the church will be just fine. Maybe. But two things: if we don’t inhabit the fullness of what God wants for us we are surely diminished, we are less. And if we are individually diminished, then the church has loss some of its beauty and uniqueness. I shall reflect on this further as I watch Wimbledon.

The Lord's Prayer

Working as an opera singer in the 1980s & 90s I used to receive in the post opera scores with the English translation that we were about to use in a production. For example, the postman would arrive with The Dialogue of the Carmelites from English National Opera (pictured below with Joan Rodgers), The Bartered Bride from Opera North, The Barber of Seville from Welsh National Opera; you get the idea, foreign works performed in English for English punters. Generally it was far easier to sing an opera in the original language, Italian, French or German, but I totally changed my mind on that when singing Janacek’s Katya Kabanova for the Glyndebourne Festival, in Czech. Aaaagh. 

However when the rehearsals started, a gentle negotiation with the director and conductor would begin, as we tried to mould the translation a little closer to the original and make it just a little more singable – e.g. ‘darling’ is closer to the Italian ‘cara’ than ‘dearest’; a more open vowel for that big high note.


I found myself negotiating with the director of the Lord’s Prayer the other afternoon. Playing devotionally with the words as it moved, on this occasion, from being our communal liturgy to being my aria. You may not be able to sing in this key, but I would love it if you would let your imagination loose and post your Lord’s Prayer as a response. This is mine:

I pray to the one who loves me,

the divine Father,

whose name is holiness.

Unleash the dominion of Jesus.

Reveal your will, and draw us to it.

Starve the unholy in me, feed what remains.

Forgive me my ugliness as I choose

to see your beauty in those who come against me.

Drown me in mercy as I dive into sin.

With both hands rescue me from the stench within and the black without.

For all is yours, 

time & existence, heavy glory & and impossible radiance,

all is held together by you. 

Come.

Music for Autism

I don’t normally see people cry in church, the preaching isn’t generally that bad. But last summer I did see people crying for joy when we worked for a day with Music for Autism and the Orchestra of St John’s. Children and young people on the autistic spectrum, from schools across Wiltshire, arrived anxiously with their enablers as a professional orchestra prepared at the front of the Abbey. As the music started everyone relaxed a bit and then the conductor, John Lubbock, started to gently encourage young people to come forward and conduct the orchestra. Children from all across the Abbey started to volunteer, the orchestra played wonderfully and staff were delighted. In the words of Alice Langtree from our congregation, who is a Member of the British Council Disability Advisory Panel, ‘in over 20 years of working alongside such young people at different events I have never before witnessed something that benefitted each individual child no matter how locked into their own worlds.’

You won’t be surprised to hear that we’re doing this again at 11am on Wednesday 27^th June. You are welcome to pop in and quietly see. But you can get involved too.

At 2pm there will be a free concert for the over 70s to which we particularly want to invite people with Alzheimer’s and their carers – music can have real therapeutic benefit to sufferers of dementia.

And in the evening at 7.30pm we need to pack the abbey for a Gala concert and a glass of champagne. For £10 you can hear an outstanding classical music concert including Vivaldi’s Gloria and Mozart’s Eine Kleine Nacht Musik (full programme below) and the money raised will support the day’s work and raise funds for the charity. Tickets available from the Abbey Bookshop.

Mozart             Ave verum                                                    

Bach               Schlummert ein (from Cantata 82)               

Handel            Your charms to ruin led (from Samson)         

Mozart             Eine keine nacht musik                                   

Pergolesi        Sei tu m’ami                                                    

Pergolesi        Stabat mater (1^st Movement)                         

Scott Joplin     2 Rags                                                            

Mozart             Soave il vento (from Cosi fan tutte)                                                  

Grainger          Brigg Fair                                                        

Respighi          Il Tramonto                                                    

Vivaldi             Gloria                                                              

Money 2: Thank you Miss Minnelli

How we do discipleship as a church is an endlessly perplexing thing. We can’t just leave it to a moment of brilliance in a sermon to change everybody en masse – although I live in hope (of a moment of brilliance.) We can’t assume that everyone, individually, will pore over the scriptures, sit with the writings of the Early Church fathers and amend their lives faithfully and accordingly. And we can’t even rely on each other to wisely guide us and to be there with scriptural insight or challenge when we need it – if there is one thing Christians have in common it’s our inconsistency. For me it is often in the place of worship or prayer that the Holy Spirit simply does a bit of heart or mind surgery; or rather more straightforwardly Revd Lee Barnes tells me how to be a holier man. Where does discipleship happen? All of the above, but perhaps put most simply, where the Holy Spirit is. A Bible (closed or open) is no assurance of discipleship, but the Spirit of God dwelling in the willing heart of a human being is the arena for discipleship. Our eyes turn Christ-wards.

What has worked for us in the last month is bringing the ‘money’ issue to the heart of our community – a discipleship issue no longer in the ‘awkward cupboard’ but in that arena of the Spirit. We’ve had teaching, communication, conversations, scripture, Liza Minnelli, PowerPoint bar-charts, worship, homegroup discussion, Abba, PCC meetings, youth group teaching, prayer meetings. I’ve enjoyed us paying attention together, coming at it from all angles, so much in fact that I’m wondering if we should do the same with ‘prayer’ in Lent 2013. (We’ve got Moses, Encounters from John’s gospel and Christmas to squeeze in before then.)

So a thank you for the open hearts and hands in the last month. Many have reflected and given significant gifts for our general funds or for specific projects. And many have reviewed and increased their standing orders. Your PCC meets to pray about our finances on 17^th June and on June 26^th we meet to make decisions. Pray for us to hold together the call to be faithful stewards of our income and expenditure and the call to lead a community of faith.

If this is a time when you might begin or increase your standing order to the Abbey then we’d appreciate it if you could do that in the next week before our meetings. If you don’t yet GiftAid your giving and you are a UK tax payer, it is very, very beneficial to the Abbey if you do so as soon as possible. Our Abbey Treasurer Chris Jager (chrisjager@malmesburyabbey.com) or GiftAid secretary Jim Druett will be happy to help, confidentially. You can get their phone numbers from Sandie in the parish office (01666 826666). Please note that myself and the Abbey leadership have no idea what anybody gives.