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CHOOSE LIFE: Last week’s sermon.

I’ve cheated a bit with this post, just copying-and-pasting my sermon. But there you go! Sometimes we’re lazy, here at Dormouse Towers! You can read other sermons, should you wish to, at Oh, taste and seewhich is the sermon site for Christ Church

Deuteronomy 30:15-20 – Psalm 1 – Philemon 1-21 – Luke 14:25-33

It seems to me that the readings today are all talking about choices.

The reading from Deuteronomy is taken from Moses’ last address to the people of Israel: they are on the very borders of the Promised Land, the land that God has been leading them to over many years, through the wilderness where time after time, patiently, God has been teaching them lessons, and sustaining them through adversity. And here they are. Moses knows that he will not be entering this land of milk and honey with them, but he stands to remind them once more of God’s word: Follow me, be faithful to me, and I will give you all that you need. Turn your back on me, and the consequences will be dire.

Those who wrote Deuteronomy, and those who read it afterwards would recognise that Egypt represented captivity, but not just physical enslavement but also spiritual enslavement to idolatry and its ultimate hopelessness. The response given by the people of Israel to this choice would shape the nature of their future relationship with God. So, when they are called by God to “Choose life so that you and your descendants may live” this refers to much more than physical life. The language of ‘life’ embraces good health, blessings, happiness, and fruitfulness. It also carries the sense of living, over the course of one’s entire life, in steadfastness and righteousness. Opposed to the good life is the one who chooses another path, who does not hear and turns away from God to other gods. For the former, the consequences will be prosperity, numerous offspring, and a life filled with blessings. For the latter, there will be only death

Unfortunately, the people of Israel failed to listen to God’s voice in this final sermon of Moses. That first congregation, on the border with the Promised Land, could have rooted themselves where the soil was good for growing, but instead their disobedience led to defeat at the hands of their enemies, and subsequent exile.

The Psalm too speaks of those choices: do you “follow the advice of the wicked” or “delight […] in the law of the Lord?” Those who follow God are given that reward of being like trees planted by streams of water, and that everything they do shall prosper. I do think however, that we need to be very careful about how we take that verse – everything they do shall prosper. It sounds as though, as long as we follow God’s promptings, everything in the garden will be rosy. Nothing will go wrong. It is by taking verses such as these literally that the rather hideous “prosperity Gospel” ministries have grown up: those churches that claim that if you are a good Christian, you will become rich, you will be able to afford a good house in a good neighbourhood. Basically, that one’s faith in God is linked to one’s material wealth and physical wellbeing.

But we know that this is not the case: surely the example of Paul should give one pause for thought. He had faith beyond anything most of us could ever hope for, and yet he was neither materially wealthy, nor was he physically strong. In the reading from Philemon, he talks about how Onesimus has been a helper to him during his time in prison, physically weakened, and how he longs to keep this fit young man close by, to continue to support and help him.

But Paul knows that he needs to let Onesimus go, to allow him to return to Philemon, where he will, as Paul hopes, be accepted into the household once more. We don’t have any idea of what went wrong between Onesimus and his master, but we do know that not only is Paul being given the choice regarding whether he holds on to Onesimus or not, but Philemon is being asked to choose between hanging onto bitterness and anger over whatever Onesimus did in the past, or offering forgiveness to this young man who has become such a useful worker for Christ.

In a way, Philemon is given a choice between holding onto his past life – continuing to hold a grudge against Onesimus – or moving forward into a new life, working for Christ with this young man at his side. The Israelites too were given a similar choice: to move forward into a new stage of their covenant with Yahweh, to step into the Promised Land in obedience to him, or to hold onto the disobedience and sinfulness of their old lives wandering in the desert and succumbing to temptations to worship false idols.

And I think this is the choice that Jesus is offering to his listeners in the reading from Luke. It is a hard reading, using stark language that shocks us. Is Jesus really telling us to hate our family? To capture the attention of his listeners, he uses the imagery of crucifixion, of battles, of mockery.

But in the end what he is doing is offering us a choice:

Do we hold onto our past lives – here represented by family – or do we choose to reject our old ways and to go forward with Jesus? Of course, Jesus isn’t saying we must reject our family and our friends, but what he is saying is that we must weigh up what following him will cost us, and if we decide to follow him, then he comes before all others. And he warns us – it won’t be easy.

In using the imagery of picking up one’s cross, Jesus is telling us that we need to understand that actually, for those who delight in the law of the Lord everything we do may not prosper – at least, not in the accepted thinking of the world. If we decide to follow Jesus then everything will NOT be rosy, we will be asked to do hard things, we may be asked to face hard decisions: but if we are faithful to God, then he will be faithful to us.

During the second part of 2017 I had been feeling that I had rather let go of God, and I had been praying that I would find a way back to him. In November of that year I went to the COMB organised Vocational training conference in Budapest. During the days there I not only became more and more aware that God was going to ask something big of me, but that through this I would become closer to him. I felt very excited, a little apprehensive, yes, but excited. What would it be? Was he going to call me to ordained ministry? Was he going to ask me to take a bigger part in Christ Church? How was God going to bless me, and prosper me?

How? As some of you know, it was in December 2017 that I was diagnosed with breast cancer. Blessing? Prosperity? I don’t think this is quite what the prosperity gospel has in mind!

But, actually, yes. It was a blessing. It was a cross that I had no choice about, but it was through the experience that I became closer to God once more. It certainly wasn’t the way I’d have chosen, but I do believe that it shows that while we may not understand the way God calls us to follow him, it will bring the peace, and the prosperity, that the world does not understand.

The radical language used in Luke reminds us that the choice that Jesus offers us is uncompromising: change your lives but be aware that there is a cost to this discipleship. It may cause consternation in family and friends, there will be competing loyalties. It may cause division and unrest, but at the very heart of what Jesus asks of us, is love.

It’s a challenge, but it is an exciting and rewarding challenge. Faced with a world where many people are finding themselves increasingly isolated and where politicians and advertisers play on their fears and encourage them to bar their doors and lock out the world, the call to live as a part of a community that pulls down the walls and encourages us to push beyond the shallows into the deep waters of love, is an exciting invitation indeed. It doesn’t come easily though. Love is something that has to be worked at. Shallow love is easy and costs little, but the real challenges and the real rewards come to those who push beyond their comfort zones and invest some solid commitment and some solid work into building deep and grace-filled love.

If we are prepared to take that road, to follow Jesus into a new pattern and depth of loving relationships, we need to be under no illusions. Do not imagine that we’re likely to be thanked and applauded for it. Any time we take steps that are seen by others as socially disruptive, we can expect to be accused of irresponsibility and failure to do our duty. But this is what Christ asks of us when he calls us to follow him. Forget what others might say, Jesus says, forget who you were before: what are you going to do now ?

Maybe you have not quite made the decision to follow Christ – the words recounted in Luke are hardly persuasive and reassuring! In many ways they are off putting: it will be hard, says Jesus. You must be prepared to face opposition and indifference; you need to be ready to see beyond your own pettiness and prejudice to love others who do not love you. Think about it, says Jesus, but then take up your cross and you will be led into ways of peace and prosperity that the world can only dream of.

And if you have already put your hand into the hand of God, and promised to follow where he leads you, then perhaps you need to remind yourself to stop yearning for the prosperity of this world, but to look forward again to what it is that Christ offers us: he offers us a part to play in creating a world where God acts with steadfast love, justice and righteousness. He calls on us to do his work in bringing about the Kingdom of God.

It will be hard; it may ask of you more than you thought you could bear; but it will be worth it.

Lord God We find freedom when we commit ourselves to doing your will on earth as it is in heaven;

we find freedom when we live our lives in harmony with your justice and peace and mercy.

We find freedom when we embrace your way of living; a way of living that is defined by love

Help us to always choose your way. Help us always to choose life. Amen.

One of the Broken…

One of the Broken by Prefab Sprout

I was listening to this song recently, and thought the words were so meaningful.

Hi, this is God, here.
Talking to me used to be a simple affair.
Moses only had to see a burning bush,
And he’d pull up a chair.
Well it’s been a long time since we talked in that way,
If you’re wondering what to say
Sing me no deep hymn of devotion.
Sing me no slow, sweet, melody.
Sing it to one, one of the broken,
And brother, you’re singing, singing to me.
I remember King David,
With his harp and his beautiful, beautiful songs.
I answered his prayers,
And showed him a place where his music belongs.
It’s not too far from here, come get up off your knees.
If you’re looking for ways to please,
Sing me no psalm, you’re not King David.
Sing me no high, hushed, Glory Be.
Sing it to one, one of the broken,
And brother, you’re singing, singing to me.
Sing me no deep hymn of devotion.
Sing me no slow, sweet, melody.
Sing it to one, one of the broken,
And brother, you’re singing, singing to me.
God is calling us to serve him not through “hushed Glory Be”s but rather through service to the hurt and broken of this world. That’s the kind of music that God wants us to create – but it’s a lot harder than standing up in church and singing words that actually don’t mean very much.

Journalling II

The link for this was: Beauty/ Creation/ Nature as the answer. What do you remember?

 

I remember Iona.

I remember the beauty and wildness of the island but also the joy and peace and pleasure of being with Joe and with people who “get it”.

I remember the silence in the library when Joe and I were together working.

I remember the wind sloughing across the beach – “our” beach – and the big blue sky with white fluffy clouds.

I remember the pilgrimage around the island when I felt God’s presence walking with us, around places where Columba walked.

I remember when I was sure once more that my sins were cast far out to sea.

I remember when we danced as dry bones called into being and I heard God ask me to dance once more.

I remember the sense of history – a thread joining believers from all over and from time past, present and future.

I remember the huge, desolate spaces – yet not desolate because God was there. And the majesty and awesomeness of Staffa and the puffins. And the love and the joy.

And the dancing. How I remember that! How I remember that.

And the wind and the sea and the corncrake.

And the abbey, squat and strong. A fortress.

And I remember…and I remember…

And I remember Joe and the love of everyone.

And I remember the wind and the sea and the beauty of the hills.

And the glory of creation.

Not every day do we encounter God…

 

 

Not every day do we encounter God;

not every time is opportune for prayer;

not every hour one of grace.

We fail, and fail again, till journey’s end.

We turn back, only to lose our way once more,

and grope in search of long forgotten paths.

But God, holding a candle, looks for all those

who wander, all who search.

 

 

(from the Selichot service for Jewish High holidays)

Christ Church, Clermont Ferrand

A few weeks back I was stuck, not knowing what to write about, and Mags suggested that she’d like to hear more about Christ Church, the Episcopal church I attend in Clermont Ferrand. I don’t know much about its history, so I did a bit of digging, and found some information, including a text from someone writing about the beginnings of the church…

So, here is this small very “Anglican” chapel in the centre (well, on the outskirts) of a suburb of Clermont…How did it get here?

It’s actually in Royat, which used to be a seperate Spa town, until Clermont grew and swallowed it up. Royat was popular with Brits – possibly on the Grand Tour (although as it’s not very well known, it may have been on the not-so-grand-tour)  but possibly just for those who wanted to “take the waters”. There are several spa towns in the surrounding areas – Volvic, Vichy, St Galmier… So in 1886, an Anglican chapel was built here

This plaque inthe church commemorates Amie Brandt who was obviously very involved in the founding of the chapel. As far as I can find, her husband, Dr GH Brandt was carrying out research of some kind on the waters at Royat-Les-Bains (to give it its full title)

The chapel was handed over to the Eglise Reformée (Protestant church) of France, and specifically into the care of the Eglise Reformée of Clermont Ferrand, but they had built their new city centre church in the 60s, to replace an older building, and weren’t too interested in using this small chapel

The inside of the Eglise Reformée Clermont Ferrand

Here we are, with a small unloved chapel needing an occupant…and in elsewhere in Clermont Ferrand, a seed was starting to germinate…

Using the words of a member of Christ Church, the story unfolds:

In the mid-1990’s, a small group of Michelin employees expatriated from the U.S. began to talk about start an English speaking worship service.   They found that there were several American and British families living in the Auvergne looking for a church to call their own.   The Convocation of American Churches in Europe in Paris was contacted for advice and help in starting a new church in France.  With the support of the Episcopal Church, the first service was held in front of the fireplace at the home of Blake and Nadine Redding on May 29, 1996.  The Bishop in charge, the Rt. Rev. Jeffery Rowthorn led five families in that first worship service.

Periodically, services were held in the home for several months, but it soon became apparent that the group did not want to limit the number of worshipers, so a search began for a larger worship space.  The leaders of the small congregation knocked on the doors of the Eglise Reformée in Clermont Ferrand to ask their advice.  The Eglise Reformée had a chapel in the spa town of Royat – a village five kilometers from the center of Clermont Ferrand.  They only occupied the chapel in the summer, so they were willing to let the new congregation use the chapel.

So the fledgling group had a five families and a place to worship – now to secure the services of a priest.  It was obvious Bishop Rowthorn could not lead services on a regular basis, so the Reverend Joe Britton agreed to come to Clermont Ferrand for a short period of time.  Father Joe led services two times per month.  He would get on a train in Paris in the morning, have lunch with some of the congregants in the afternoon, lead services at 5:00 PM, and take the four hour train back to Paris at 7:00 PM Sunday evening.  Father Joe remained faithful to  this “short-term” arrangement from 1996 until December 2002.

Soon after the chapel in Royat was located as a home for the congregation, news began to spread about the availability of English speaking worship services.  Although started by Episcopalians and adding a British family of Anglican tradition, the expatriate community in Clermont Ferrand comes from a variety of Christian denominations.  Everyone arrives with their idea of how worship should be held; what it means to worship, how we pray, and how we relate.  In spite of these differences, here in the Auvergne, these individual perspectives are laid aside in favor of a communal worship experience.

The church expanded and contracted depending on the economic constraints and needs of the employer of the majority of the congregation.  The mission was surviving with the help of the convocation.

Then, after nearly six years, Father Joe accepted a position in U.S. and was no longer able to hold services in Clermont Ferrand.   So the Bishop’s Committee at the church was asked to consider options about how to proceed.  Could the small mission, whose viability to that time had relied on a particular population, hire and maintain a full-time pastor?  After much prayer, a plan was laid to hire an interim priest.  In January 2003, after a great deal of preparation, we welcomed our first resident pastor, the Reverend Karl E. Bell.  Father Karl’s appointment was as an interim priest – meaning he would be leaving in the near future.  This concept wasn’t heavily factored in to the equation of hiring a priest.  More mundane issues such as finding an apartment, paying utilities, furnishing an apartment, and setting up bank accounts took priority.  All of those tasks that individuals do for themselves, in a non-English speaking environment, now needed to be done for someone else.   With Father Karl available, the church began holding services every week rather than twice per month.  Since most of the congregants are expatriates, a lot of families take the opportunity to travel in Europe on weekends during their short stay.  So, many in the congregation believed that weekly services would reduce the number of people in the pews.  Oddly, the opposite was true, and the congregation began to grow.

Due to Rev. Bell’s retirement, Christ Church began a search for its second resident minister in spring 2004.  Father Tony Clavier and his wife Pat moved to Clermont Ferrand to take services as an interim priest.  Now the small but growing congregation had a priest and a pastor’s wife.  The chapel is in the hills outside of Clermont, is a summer chapel, and the winters are cold.  Other than an unreliable (and later proven dangerous!) gas heater, there was no heat.  From December until late March, congregants dressed warmly and we could see our breathe during most services.  So, thanks to a grant from a women’s outreach club at the Cathedral in Paris, we installed infrared lamp heaters.  Also during this time the Bishop’s Committee decided to change services from 5:00 PM to 10:30 AM.  Again, many in the congregation believed that weekly services would reduce the number of people in the pews.  And again, the opposite was true, and the church continued to grow.

After a long and far-reaching search, the Bishop’s Committee sought the help of the Holy Spirit.  After much prayer, the committee discerned that Father Luk DeVolder was called to shepherd our church.  Father Luk and his wife Tiffany accepted the challenge, in July 2005, the Reverend Dr. Luk De Volder took to the pulpit.   And the church continued to grow.

Through a series of true “Leaps of Faith” the congregation has grown and thrived.  It is funny what a bit of success can do for a group. People who in their “home towns” that would not think of attending the same church, worship and fellowship together.  Willingly.  Happily, Faithfully.  I often hear from former members who have returned to their lives in the states.  Overwhelmingly, one of the main things they miss is the fellowship of the church.

The church has grown from being a mission relying on the Convocation for support, to a mission that supports itself, and contributes to the Convocation.  We have members that participate in every area of the Convocation; on the Council of Advice, the Finance Committee, and participation in Youth Events.

Some of our ministries include Sunday school, prayer chain, women’s bible study, men’s bible study, couple’s bible study, youth group, outreach to college students, lots of music, and lots of fellowship. Starting with five faithful families, the support of the Convocation, the vision of Bishop Jeffrey, the continuing support of Bishop Pierre, the commitment of Father Joe, the numerous members of Bishop’s Committees, hundreds of congregants come and gone, until today, our church has been blessed.

After Father Luk left, a new Rector, Rob Warren and his wife Caireen came from Scotland. He led the church for 6 years, with Caireen doing tremendous work with our young people.

Caireen leading Lunch Bunch – our “Sunday School”, held on Friday lunchtime.

Their last Sunday with us, before setting off for a new adventure in Rome, was a bitter sweet occasion….but as the note says: regular services continue, even though Rob and Caireen have left us.

And now we are in a period of interregnum – deciding where we are going next. As the congregation has grown smaller, as Michelin’s policy on ex-pats has changed, we find ourselves unable to support a full time Senior Rector, so we are looking at different possibilities. We have had tremendous support from the Convocation of the Episcopal Church in Europe, and look forward to our first visit from Bishop Mark Edington, the newly elected Bishop, at the end of June. He has experienced bi-vocational ministry in action, and we hope that he will be able to give us advice and encouragement.

Archdeacon Walter Baer, Deputy to the Bishop, preaching a couple of weeks back. Thanks Walter for visiting us and encouraging the congregation with the Word of God!

For the moment, we have Eucharistic services, using reserved sacrament, which I lead, plus morning prayer led by other talented members of the congregation. We have some visiting priests too, but generally, I think we are thriving under this temporary regime. I rather like it, as I’m getting plenty of opportunity to preach!!

Here is the congregation last Sunday, at Pentecost. I’m there, slap bang in the middle, wearing my Reader’s robes, as I’d just led the church in Communion (using reserved sacrament) It is missing some key members, who are on holiday, or visiting family.

We are particularly proud of one member of the congregation, who is away at boarding school in the UK. From our FB page: After a long essay style application and a thorough discernment process, Caitlin Mahoney, one of our youth from Christ Church has been invited to serve on the Planning Team for the triennial Episcopal Youth Event (EYE 2020). The event will be held in Washington D.C in partnership with the Washington National Cathedral, Howard University and the Diocese of Washington. She will be required to attend 3 planning weekends in the USA and EYE 2020 – all in her A level year! She will be representing not only Christ Church but also the Convocation at this large event with 1400 youth. Caitlin says, ” I am thrilled to have the opportunity to be a part of this Youth Planning Team for this wonderful event, where so many young, diverse young Christians come together to strengthen their faith and worship the Lord” Well done Caitlin.

 

So, there you are, Mags, a potted history of Christ Church, Clermont Ferrand. If my readers are so minded, some prayer for the future of our small but lively congregation would be gratefully received.

From one end, and the other!

 

 

Good Friday service

Yes, I know that Good Friday and Easter Sunday have passed now, but I thought I’d tell you about the Good Friday service that I led.

I set up the church thus:

for the beginning of the service. A friend made the big cross for another Good Friday service that I led: it stays in the cellar most of the time, but comes out at Easter!

This was the liturgy:

The Last supper – Reading: Mark 14: 12 -26 – Silence

The Reader lays a chalice and loaf at the foot of the cross.

Lord Christ, when you shared your last meal with your disciples, you talked of love, of sharing and of sacrifice. Too often we come to your table unloving, ungracious and concerned about ourselves.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our selfishness.

Lord, take these symbols of your sacrificial meal, of your desire to share yourself with the whole world. Heal us of our selfishness and bring us to a fresh understanding of how you call us to be your servants in the world.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our selfishness.

MUSIC: The Last Supper by Adrian Snell

Jesus is betrayed by Judas – Reading: Mark 14: 32 – 51 Silence

The Reader lays a bag of money at the foot of the cross

Judas betrayed his Master for a bag of silver coins. In his greed for his own gain he gave his Lord to his enemies.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our greed.

Lord, take these symbols of Judas’s greed and betrayal. Heal us of our greed, our desire to always have the best, to always have more. Help us to be aware of how our greed exploits others, how we betray our brothers and sisters  as we reach out to grasp the next thing that we want.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our greed

Peter’s denial – Reading: Matthew 26: 69 – 75 Silence

The Reader lays chains at the foot of the cross.

Peter stood in the courtyard and watched the people condemn you. Afraid of what would happen if he admitted knowing you, instead he denied you. He said he never knew you. He even swore that he had never met you. Instead of bringing your love to the place where he was, he dismissed you.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our fear.

Lord, take these chains, symbols of Peter’s fearful denial. Heal us of our fear; the fear that binds us, the fear leads us to deny that we know you, the fear that prevents us from bringing your light and life to others. Help us to have the strength to bring your love and Good News in all situations that you have placed us in.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our fear.

  Jesus is condemned – Reading: Matthew 27: 11 – 26 Silence

The Reader lays a basin at the foot of the cross.

Pilate washed his hands of you. Swayed by public opinion, he did what he knew was wrong and gave you over to be crucified. He cleared his own conscience by blaming other people. He would not own up to his part in your death.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our guilt – and our acceptance of that guilt

Lord, take this symbol of our willingness to blame others. Dear Christ, too often we are quick to blame other people for the problems of the world, and we do not recognise our own part in those problems. Help us to see how it was as much our voice as the voices of others that condemned you to die; help us to understand that it is our greed, our lack of care, our indifference   that contributes to the oppression of others and the slow destruction of our world. Help us to care.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our guilt – and our acceptance of that guilt

Jesus is mocked by the soldiers  – Reading: Mark 15:16 – 20 Silence

The Reader lays a crown of thorns at the foot of the cross.

The soldiers mocked you, they spat on you, they forced you to wear a crown of thorns, they treated you as something less than human. In their eagerness to make fun of you, they neglected to see that you were as much a person as they were. They were indifferent to your pain and to your suffering.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our indifference.

Lord God, take this symbol of our indifference. Like the soldiers, sometimes we too do not see the humanity of others. We pass by the beggar without seeing his hunger; we buy the clothes with no thought for the sweatshop workers who made them; we see the pain of others but do not question how we can become involved. We avert our eyes and pass by. Heal us of our indifference. Help us to see you in every person in need, help us to ask what we can do. Help us to see humanity.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our indifference.

 MUSIC: AGNUS DEI – Fauré

Jesus is nailed to the cross – Reading: John 19:16 – 24 Silence

The Reader lays a hammer and nails at the foot of the cross.

It is our sins that nailed you to that cross. But it was your love for us that held you there.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our sin.

Christ crucified, take these symbols of your suffering, and our sins.  Forgive us for the times when we take your suffering lightly, unconscious to what it really meant for you to go through this for us. Help us to recognise our part in your death, and to thank you with true humility and gratitude.

We lay at the foot of the cross the burden of our sin.

Jesus dies – Reading: Mark 15: 33 – 37 Silence

The Reader lays candle at the foot of the cross.

We lay at the foot of the cross every burden that is in our heart.

Silence.

MUSIC: At the Foot of the Cross

Reader: The tiny flickering flame of just one candle scatters the deepest darkness.

The reader lights the candle.

Rise up, O flame: By your burning light, show to us beauty, wisdom, truth and love

I think it went well. There was a little lad there with his mum, who can’t have been more than about 6 (the boy, not his mum!!!). I was worried that it might be too long and serious for him, but he was tremendously well behaved. He whispered questions about the different artefacts I was putting down, and he had some colouring to do, but apart from needing to go out once, he was great. His mum explained that they go to the Evangelical church, but there was no Good Friday service, so they came to us. It was a pleasure to have them visit us.

Another visitor asked if she could take the liturgy away with her – I’d provided leaflets with things to meditate on, but not the liturgy shown above. I was happy for her to take it away. If anyone reading this thinks they might wish to use it in the future, feel free. I honestly can’t remember if it’s something I created, or something I “borrowed” from elsewhere

This is the text from the leaflet:

We are gathered here, as the family of God to remember the day that Jesus chose to die for us, to try to understand what this meant for him, and to marvel at the extent of his love for us.

We think of the part we play in crucifying Christ today, and lay our burdens of guilt and sin at the foot of the cross.

The Last supper:         Mark 14: 12 -26

Think how easily you can tear bread: think how easily a person’s body can be hurt and broken.Think how easily wine can be spilled: think how easily a person can be made to bleed.Think how hard it is to undo the damage.

A chalice and bread is laid at the foot of the cross.

MUSIC: The Last Supper by Adrian Snell

Jesus is betrayed by Judas:  Mark 14: 32 – 51

Judas gave a kiss to his Master, and in this way, he delivered Jesus into the hands of his enemies. He betrayed the One who trusted him. How do we betray Jesus in our words and actions, when through self-centredness we turn from those whose needs are entrusted to us?

A bag of money is laid at the foot of the cross.

Peter’s denial:   Matthew 26: 69 – 75

Stay with us, Lord Jesus, we pray, and at those moments when we are most vulnerable, help us to remain firm in faith. With Your help, may we take our stand against all that is wrong and evil in our world, and testify to Your saving and redeeming love.

Chains are laid at the foot of the cross

Jesus is condemned:   Matthew 27: 11 – 26

So many accusing fingers…denouncing, destroying our fellow men… How ready we are to blame others for our own calamities, our failures, our sin… How easily we point the fingers at those who cannot defend themselves…And yet, as we make others suffer, we diminish ourselves. Our threatening hands bind us with new chains…

A basin is laid at the foot of the cross.

Jesus is mocked by the soldiers:      Mark 15:16 – 20

What is that heap of bones, that pathetic pile of rags at the side of our roads? It is a man, as I am a man. Hungry belly, face stained with mud. Many like him cry out…But every humiliation inflicted on any person disfigures us all, because it disfigures the humanity we share.

A crown of thorns is laid at the foot of the cross.

MUSIC: Agnus Dei – from Fauré’s Requiem.

Jesus is nailed to the cross     Reading: John 19:16 – 24

Before we can begin to see the cross as something done for us, we have to see it as something done by us.”  ― John Stott

God, who needs nothing, loves into existence wholly superfluous creatures in order that He may love and perfect them. He creates the universe, already foreseeing – or should we say “seeing”? there are no tenses in God – the buzzing cloud of flies about the cross, the flayed back pressed against the uneven stake, the nails driven through the mesial nerves, the repeated incipient suffocation as the body droops, the repeated torture of back and arms as it is time after time, for breath’s sake, hitched up. If I may dare the biological image, God is a “host” who deliberately creates His own parasites; causes us to be that we may exploit and “take advantage of” Him. Herein is love. This is the diagram of Love Himself, the inventor of all loves.”    ― C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves

A hammer and nails are laid at the foot of the cross.

Jesus dies           Mark 15: 33 – 37

A candle is laid at the foot of the cross.

MUSIC: At the Foot of the Cross by Kathryn Scott

At the foot of the cross
Where grace and suffering meet
You have shown me Your love
Through the judgment You received

And You’ve won my heart
Yes You’ve won my heart
Now I can … Trade these ashes in for beauty
and wear forgiveness like a crown

Coming to kiss the feet of mercy
I lay every burden down
at the foot of the cross

 At the foot of the cross
Where I am made complete
You have given me life
Through the death You bore for me

I’m laying every burden down
I’m laying every burden down

The candle is lit

The tiny flickering flame of just one candle scatters the deepest darkness.

Rise up, O flame: By your burning light, show to us beauty, wisdom, truth and love

As I say, if you think you can use it, then feel free.