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What do we do with our remembrance? Sermon for Remembrance Sunday 2018

Scripture Readings: Micah 4.1-5

Luke 1.67-80

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

Our church buildings, like many church buildings, are full of memorials. There are the obvious ones: the lists of names from both world wars inside St Stephen’s, the congregational memorial on the outside wall of the Old High Church; the Camerons memorial area inside the Old High. We have memorials to memorial to ministers, organists, town worthies, and congregation members in both our buildings. There is stained glass in the chancel of St Stephen’s gifted by a Royal Artillery officer; and at the Old High, another stained glass memorial from a mother to her child. There are number of individual memorials at the Old High, ranging to a memorial to a General Wimberley, who led the 51st Division at Alamein, to the mention on his family memorial of Ensign James Grant who died at the Battle of Waterloo, aged only 15.

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Never Forgotten: Sermon for All Saints Sunday, 4 November 2018

Scripture Readings: 1 John 3:1-3

Matthew 5:1-12

Never forgotten

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

Some years ago I did a primary school assembly on Hallowe’en, and since they’d just had a Hallowe’en disco during the week and I knew it would be on their minds, I thought I may as well talk about it. When I asked them if they would be going out on Hallowe’en, it turned out that the vast majority were planning to- even if nowadays they refer it is as ‘trick or treating’, instead of guising and they lamps of pumpkins rather than turnips. Hallowe’en has changed since I was a lad- too commercialised for me now. But for most children, it’s still a lot of fun, probably because dressing up is such fun.

The custom of dressing up in scary costumes for Hallowe’en- ‘guising’, to use the good old Scots word- goes back to the old pagan beliefs about keeping evil spirits out of our way. Indeed, perhaps some of the traditions of Hallowe’en predate Christian influence on our culture. Some boring Christians are killjoys who want to abolish Hallowe’en, but for most children it brings harmless enjoyment. What child doesn’t enjoy dressing up, and being given sweets just for telling a few bad jokes?

When I spoke to the school assembly, I reminded them, as I always do when speaking to children about these things, that there is, of course, no such thing as ghosts. We might enjoy a wee scare sometimes, but there is nothing supernatural for us to be frightened of. I say this with great confidence, for one of my favourite passages of scripture- it was the sermon text at my confirmation- comes from Paul’s Letter to the Romans, where he writes,

I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.[1]

In other words, there is nothing we need to be afraid of. There are no ghosts and ghouls which can hurt us. When it comes to the supernatural, we have, as someone said in another context, nothing to fear but fear itself.

I suspect that many people mark Hallowe’en nowadays without knowing where the word comes from. But no doubt you all know that Hallowe’en is, of course, All Hallow’s Eve, the day before All Saints Day. All Saints is the date when, in many parts of the Christian church, Christians remembered those who had gone before us, and who are now in God’s presence.

Both Hallowe’en and All Saints are, in different ways, about the dead. Hallowe’en reminds us of an age when people believed that the spirits of the dead could come back to haunt us. The costumes at Hallowe’en- the dis-guises- are an attempt to ward off malevolent spirits. At Hallowe’en, death is associated with fear, the supernatural, and darkness.

But the Christian conception of death is quite different from the pagan conception. We believe that God loves us- even into eternity. Nothing- not even death nor life- cannot separate us from God’s love. Our first scripture reading today urges us to,

See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called children of God.

In God’s love, we are as secure as children of our loving creator God.

So perhaps that’s why Jesus speaks, in the sermon on the mount, of even those who mourn being blessed.

Blessed are those who mourn, for they will be comforted.

he says. Jesus is not saying that we should never mourn. Of course we do. Mourning is often to do with change, for there is often loss in change. Losing a loved one is a great change in anyone’s life, or losing your job, or moving out of a house which has been a beloved home for many years- all these are changes, and we mourn what has now passed.

Even if a change seems positive- for example, retirement- still we will often feel a loss- no more job to go to every day, we will miss seeing our colleagues every day. Parents might be delighted that their child gets into university, but the day of leaving home is tinged with sadness. For many of us, even changes within the life of the church make us mourn. It’s hard to have change without loss, and we have to mourn the loss.

And death, of course, is the greatest change of all, and the source of our deepest mourning. For the loss of someone close to us can leave us in deep despair, at least for a time. And yet, in the sermon on the mount, Jesus says that those who mourn are blessed, and will be comforted. Blessed by God, and comforted by God.

One of the leading causes of death in our society nowadays is dementia. There are few of us here, I suspect, whose lives have not been touched by this terrible disease. Those who watch a family member suffer from dementia often suffer go through a strange kind of loss and mourning. The loss of memory in the patient is often experienced as a kind of loss of personality by those closest to her. Families and friends have to watch a loss of memory, a loss of awareness, and experience their loved one seem to disappear down a long tunnel, until, even although they are physically there, they are no longer present psychologically. It’s a state which can continue for months or even years, so that when a dementia patients dies, there is often a feeling among families and friends that they lost her long ago, and that long before the funeral they had already been mourning her.

And yet, in the Sermon on the Mount, Jesus says that, even in these terrible circumstances, God blesses us as we mourn, God bring us comfort. For Christian people, some of that comfort comes from knowing that there is a God, and that the God who created us in love never lets us go. Neither death nor life can separate us from the love of God who calls us his children.

We forget- most dramatically if our brain is affected by Alzheimer’s or some other disease which takes away our memory. But even healthy people forget. As time goes on, we don’t remember the details of everything we did, every experience we had- our brains would burst otherwise! It’s hard, however, when we forget the wrong things- a face we ought to have recognised, an important birthday, the knowledge we need for an exam- or, as I did recently, leaving my bag in a cafe (I was sure I’d picked it up!). We have a limited capacity for remembering- it’s natural for us to forget.

God, however, is not limited in any way. God, I am sure, remembers all his children. Not just during their life on planet earth, but also when they leave this mortal life. Once or twice I have had to do funeral services for people so lonely, nobody or hardly anybody turned up for their funeral. Perhaps one or two family members, if we were lucky, who hadn’t seen him for years. I had a name, but I didn’t at all know who he was. But in those circumstances, my faith tells me that God knew this person. I might not have known their story, but God did.

It was, I believe, Rudyard Kipling who composed the inscription which was carved on thousands of gravestones after the Great War, the victims who could not be identified: ‘Known unto God’. We might not know their names, but God does.

And if God cares for us, remembers us, during this life, then surely God does not forget us when we leave this life? Maybe that’s another way of thinking about what life after death might mean. We may pass from the face of the earth, eventually even passing from the memories of those whom we have known, but in the mind of our eternal God, we are always present.

Our contemporary culture has a great unease about death- it’s become a taboo subject. Could it be the reason for that is that people have forgotten the great promises of the Gospel of the resurrection?

In my Father’s house there are many dwelling-places[2]

said Jesus to his disciples, just before he faced his own death. That promise has helped millions of his followers to understand death, not as an end, but as another change in our journey. Death for Christians is not the end- it is the beginning of something new.

All Saints Day is one of those days which Protestant Christians in this country often ignore. Perhaps we worry about celebrating saints, and forgetting to worship God. But I think All Saints is really about God. Yes, we can use this day to we can remember, and celebrate the saints who came before us. But we do so best by thanking God for them. And if there is an afterlife, it’s God we have to thank for that as well- because all these saints are held in life by God’s memory, even when they pass from our sight.

Hallowe’en reminds us of old pagan fears of death, and the dead- things to be feared, things to avoid, things to give you the creeps. But if we believe that we are children of God, if we believe that we are each of us loved by God, and if we believe that God’s love for us is not defeated by death, then we can say, with St Paul,

O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?[3]

And so All Saints Sunday becomes a celebration of life- our life now, but also the continuing life of the saints in God’s presence, and our own hope of eternal life because we are God’s children.

It’s sometimes thought that those who believe in a life hereafter are not very interested in this life. But if we truly believe that death can’t defeat God’s love, then there is comfort for us, and the strength to pass through our mourning and to continue with our life with even more vigour. And if we believe that God cares for all people, even those forgotten by other people, then we will be motivated, surely to care for and love others. And even if we find ourselves having to care for someone who has forgotten who we are, and even forgotten who they are themselves, we can blessed and comforted by the knowledge that God has not forgotten them- or us.

See what love the Father has given us, that we should be called children of God.

says the letter of John. It’s through Jesus and his resurrection that we have been made children of God; it’s all because of God’s love. And John goes on to say,

we are God’s children now; [yet] what we will be has not yet been revealed.

There is a promise of even greater things in store for us. Today, we give thanks for the saints who loved others because they were loved by God- and we look forward to a future better than we can even conceive of. Death, loss and mourning are never easy; but Christ helps us make sense of them. So we can give thanks to God, not just for the past, but for the future- a future which we cannot know, but in which we will all still be known by our loving creator God.

Ascription of Praise

Blessing and glory
and wisdom and thanksgiving
and honour and power and might
be to our God forever and ever! Amen.

Revelation 7.12

Biblical references from the Good News Bible, unless otherwise stated

© 2018 Peter W Nimmo

Notes

[1] Romans 8.37-38 NRSV

[2] John 14.2 NRSV

[3] 1 Corinthians 15.55 AV

What must we do? Sermon for Sunday 14 October Proper 23

Our text from the Letter to the Hebrews today begins with a vivid image:

The word of God is alive and active, sharper than any double-edged sword. It cuts all the way through, to where soul and spirit meet, to where joints and marrow come together.

A sharp sword was the deadliest weapon of ancient times- the Kalashnikov of the Roman era. So this image is like something from a very bloody battle- or a very graphic horror film. A sword that cuts through flesh, joints and marrow is an unsettling thought. And it is used to describe the word of God.

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Welcome the children: sermon for Sunday 23 September 2018: Proper 20 Year B

Scripture Readings: James 3:13-4:3, 7-8a

Mark 9:30-37

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

This morning at the Old High Church we are celebrating the baptism of Johnny Baird. It’s always great to have a service at which the child is the centre of attention. For lots of different reasons, we are seeing fewer children in our churches nowadays, and I think that’s a great pity. Children ought to be the centre of the church’s attention more often. After all, in today’s Gospel reading, a child becomes the centre of attention, because Jesus puts him or her there.

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Wisdom’s Call: sermon for 16 September 2018 (Proper 19, Year B, RCL)

Scripture Readings: Proverbs 1:20-33

Mark 8:31-38

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

I read about a survey this week that claimed that men aged between 18 and 34 are so concerned about how they look, they spend two hours a week thinking about what they are going to wear[1]. Once, we gents used to complain that the ladies were keeping us late because they took so long to get ready. Perhaps now the roles are reversed!

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A healing community: sermon for the Kirking of the Council, Sunday 9 September 2018

Scripture Readings: Psalm 146

Mark 2.1-12

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

There is a bit of a hubbub in the lakeside Galilean town of Capernaum. News has got around about a young rabbi from the nearby town of Nazareth, whose preaching and teaching is sincere and heartfelt, and who has also got a reputation for healing miracles. He’s been in Capernaum already, then went on a preaching tour around the local synagogues; now he is making a return visit. This was an age and a place when people had an entirely different attitude from us to personal space and public space. You left your door open as an invitation to anyone to wander in. In a small, humble house, there would be no entrance hall- from the street, you stepped directly into the family’s living quarters.

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A polluted faith, a polluted planet: sermon for 2 September 2018 (Proper 17)

Scripture Readings: James 1:17-27

Mark 7.1-8, 20-23

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

On December 7, 1972, a photograph was taken which literally changed the way we look at the world. It was taken by the crew of the Apollo 17 spacecraft, which was returning from the final manned mission to the moon. It is perhaps the most memorable of all the images of the Apollo missions, but it shows, not the moon, but the earth. Taken from a distance of about 29,000 kilometres (18,000 miles) from the surface from the earth, it showed, almost for the first time, an image of the entire planet: a colourful mixture of blue ocean, white clouds, brown and green earth, set in the background pitch black darkness of space. Nicknamed ‘The Blue Marble’, for that is what it looks like, it is one of the most reproduced images in human history[1].

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A different sort of wisdom: sermon for 19 August 2018: Proper 15 Year B RCL

Scripture Readings: 1 Kings 3:3-14

            John 6:48-58

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

Today I want to look at just a few verses from Paul’s letter to the Ephesians, verses which the Lectionary gives us to read and consider alongside the other passages we have already had read to us today. The letters you find at the end of the New Testament were written to encourage or cajole the earliest Christian communities which were springing up around the Roman Empire in the decades following the resurrection of Christ. They were written at a time when Christians were in a tiny minority, in a multicultural Empire in which Christians were often treated with disdain, disapproval or even open persecution. And I think that today they can speak to us with a new urgency and power, for as Christians living in Europe we also increasingly aware of being a minority in a culture which seems increasingly indifferent or even hostile. Like those first Christians we too are now in a minority. Perhaps, therefore, we can begin to learn from those letters which speak of the pressures and problems which come from being part of a minority faith.

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Taste and See: sermon for 12 August 2018 (Proper 13)

Texts: Psalm 34:1-8
John 6:35, 41-51
Taste and see

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

At an airport in New York once, I went for something to eat. At the food court, a nice lady with a tray asked me if I’d like to try a nibble of the product they were selling at the nearby fast food counter. I was ready to take some when I noticed that it was a sushi bar. Sushi- Japanese-style fast food- is becoming more and more popular in the US, both in expensive restaurants and as fast food. Now, I will try most kinds of food, and in America it’s nice to find a kind of food that doesn’t involve lots and lots of meat. But I draw the line at raw fish- a bit dodgy. I’m not one to turn down a freebie, but I said ‘no thanks’. I’d rather my fish was cooked, at least a bit!

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The rhythm of faith: sermon for 22 July 2018: Proper 11

Scripture Readings: 2 Samuel 7:1-14a

Mark 6.30-34, 53-56

In the name of God, Father, Son and Holy Spirit, Amen.

Many of us live busy, hectic lives. Our family, or our work, can take up lots of time. Even our ‘downtime’- the things we do in our leisure hours- can be very busy. Often retired people tell me that they find themselves busier than ever. Sometimes you come back from holiday exhausted, because you dashed from place to place sightseeing, or climbing mountains, or meeting all those family members you only occasionally. There are schoolchildren and students who arrive in classes half asleep, because they have been up too late, communicating with friends on the mobile phones. Our culture values doing things, being constantly connected, keeping busy. We find it hard to truly switch off.

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