I’m An Innocent Man – or woman

•November 5, 2013 • Leave a Comment

Following on from Job, and his pleas of innocence, we now have:

Psalm 17:1-9 (CEV)

(A prayer by David.)
The Prayer of an Innocent Person

17 I am innocent, Lord!
Won’t you listen as I pray
    and beg for help?
    I am honest!
    Please hear my prayer.
Only you can say
    that I am innocent,
    because only your eyes
    can see the truth.

You know my heart,
    and even during the night
you have tested me
    and found me innocent.
I have made up my mind
    never to tell a lie.
    I don’t do like others.
I obey your teachings
    and am not cruel.
    I have followed you,
    without ever stumbling.

I pray to you, God,
    because you will help me.
    Listen and answer my prayer!
    Show your wonderful love.
Your mighty arm protects those
who run to you
    for safety
    from their enemies.
Protect me as you would
    your very own eyes;
    hide me in the shadow
    of your wings.

Don’t let my brutal enemies
    attack from all sides
    and kill me.

It’s unusual to have those pleading their innocence.  It’s usually those coming before God fully aware of what is wrong in their lives, but this, like Job, is someone who has been accused of something he hasn’t done and is being hounded for it.  Also like Job, he knows God knows the truth and asks him to protect him from those who would do him harm because of what they think he has done.

Song: Apple of Your Eye

(Oh and if you were hoping for Billy Joel – you’re welcome!)

I Know

•November 4, 2013 • 3 Comments

Have you ever been accused of something you haven’t done?  When someone has assumed that you have done something that you haven’t?  But they have treated you guilty as charged anyway?  That was Job’s experience…

Job 19:23-27 (CEV)

23 I wish that my words
could be written down
24     or chiseled into rock.
25 I know that my Savior lives,
and at the end
    he will stand on this earth.
26 My flesh may be destroyed,
yet from this body
    I will see God.
27 Yes, I will see him for myself,
    and I long for that moment.

These are part of Job’s words in response to his friends.  They subscribe to the commonly held belief that God rewards good and punishes evil, with the conclusion that therefore Job must have done something wrong to be in this mess.  Specifically at this point, Bildad has given a description of the lot of the evil man.  Job asks him,

Why do you keep tormenting me with words? (v1)

and actually questions what it matters to Bildad if he has done wrong; though he knows that to Bildad, what he sees happening to Job, is proof enough.  He’s says it is God’s work, not his own, that has got him in this situation.

In fact, he wants it recording.

I know that my Saviour lives (v25)

Whatever has happened, Job still believes in God, in a God who will save him from these troubles – that whatever happens to him, he will see God.  That is faith! He can see it from the bottom of the pit he is in, he can feel it in the depths of his pain.  However he is feeling he can still see God and hold on to him.

Faith and God are not just for the easy days, when skies are blue and all is well in our world.  God is with us in the dark times too, in the times when it feels that everything is going wrong, when life is falling apart and we feel far from God and not sure what we believe any more.  We may not be able to feel it as Job does, but it is none the less true.  Whether we feel it or not, God does, He holds us, He sustains us, He carries us through.

God doesn’t depend on my faith and belief in him.  He is – however I feel.  And I thank God for that.

How great it is that God is not just God of the good days – that would be easy.  I’m glad he’s God of the tough days too, the days I can’t carry on, the days I am battered and bruised, the days I’m hurt and alone, the days I can’t see him, he can still see me – and he carries me through until I can say again,

I know that my Saviour lives

Thank you Lord,
that you are not just
a fair weather friend,
but an all-weather friend.
You are with me through storms
as well as sunshine.
Thank you that when I have no strength
to carry myself,no faith
to see you:
that you see me,
you carry me,
you believe in me.
I stand in that hope.

I Know That My Redeemer Lives

Reflecting On: Leaving Church by Barbara Brown Taylor from Canterbury Press

•November 1, 2013 • 1 Comment

Leaving Church by Barbara Brown Taylor is a powerful book.  It is about a woman who finds her ministry, is very effective in it, leaves it all behind, learns to live as not-the-rector and finds a new way to be.

This book is divided into three sections – Finding, Losing and Keeping.

Section 1 is an account of discovering her call to ordained ministry.  A powerful journey of following her heart, only finding where it was heading one step at a time.

For those exploring the call to ministry, ordained or not, this would be a helpful and encouraging read.

If you are looking for an account of the reality of ordained ministry, this is as honest an account as I’ve heard, that certainly made sense to me.

page 44:  “A priest is someone willing to stand between a God and a people who are longing for one another’s love, turning back and forth between them with no hope of tending either as well as each deserves.  To be a priest is to serve a God who never stops calling people to do more justice and love more mercy, and simultaneously to serve people who nine times out of ten are just looking for a safe place to rest.  To be a priest is to know that things are not as they should be and yet care for them the way things are.  To be a priest is to suspect that there is always something more urgent that you should be doing, and to make peace with the fact that the work will never get done.  To be a priest is to wonder sometimes if you are missing the boat altogether, by deferring pleasure in what God has made until you have fixed it up so that it will please God more.”

Section 2 of the book moves on to ‘Losing’.  Personally, in this section I found many bells ringing with my current situation.  Although Barbara Brown Taylor chose to leave the church she was rector of and her ministry there, and I had to leave mine through ill-health, I could feel the resonances.  She explores the difference when you no longer know the congregation in the same way; singing (if you can still sing) hymns that someone else has chosen rather than those you have, the simplest of things that remind you that you are no longer ‘in charge’, this is not your service; the difference it feels in taking part in the service leading from the front, or sitting in a pew – described as “You’re used to being in the play, now you’re watching it (p159), I suppose whether you’re doing the service, or it’s being done to you…; and the sheer privilege of breaking and distributing bread.   The perspective is so different.  Different is not right or wrong, it is just different.

Yet, there is also the reminder that “only those who lose their lives can gain them” (p163) and that is a sobering and grounding thought.

More powerfully, she speaks of “no longer responsible for one particular, I began to see altars everywhere” (p164).  This too has been my experience.  And I thank God for that.  The her ultimate conclusion, “My priesthood was not what I did, but who I was” (p209), the acknowledgement of the past, and foundation for the future.

Part 3 is ‘Keeping’.  This very much builds on the fact that faith is a journey, not a destination.  It gives the message of keep going, keep looking, keep moving; and a reminder that even if we think the church is broken, God isn’t.

Page 222 gives a powerful vision for church,

“What if people were invited to come tell what they already know of God instead of to learn what they are supposed to believe?  What if they were blessed for what they are doing in the world instead of chastened for not doing more in church?  What if the church felt more like a station than a destination?  What if the church’s job were to move people out of the door rather than trying to keep them in, by convincing them God needed them more in the world than in the church?

I like that!

But this book has more to offer than comfort for me, or an insight into priesthood. The author also has some very interesting things to say on the centre and the edge of faith, learned through her experience.  Food for thought for anyone who considers themselves safe and cosy in the church.   It also hold up a vision for what church could be, if we are willing to journey and not insist we stay where and as we are.  It is for those who care about the church.  It’s a book for anyone who has lost what they had, and the exploration for life and faith that ensues.

Above all this is an honest exploration of faith and calling, and the struggle to live it out in integrity.