4th January 2021 – Revd Paul Bettison
We’ll gently remove the Christmas lights and baubles from the tree and carefully pack them away for next year. Likewise, the decorations will be taken down and, together with the Christmas crockery, stored in the loft. Memories of the ‘Christmas like none other’ will be squirrelled away, only to re-emerge in future conversations – “Do you remember the Covid Christmas of 2020 ?”. So, it’s all over, bar the shouting. Or is it?
Speaking of the Second Battle of El Alamein, Winston Churchill uttered the familiar words, “Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.” In a very real sense the same can be said of celebrations of Christmas, and none more so than Christmas 2020. Epiphany – Twelfth Night – can, at its best, mark the end of a beginning. Our hope is that it marks the beginning of a new way of seeing the world, and our place in it. We celebrated the birth of Emmanuel, God with us, and we are called to follow in his way. In the words of Howard Thurman, an African-American theologian, and civil rights leader, ‘Now the work of Christmas begins.’ His litany is today for us, our reflection:
When the song of the angels is stilled,
when the star in the sky is gone,
when the kings and princes are home,
when the shepherds are back with their flocks,
the work of Christmas begins:
to find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among the people,
to make music in the heart.
6th January 2021 – Revd Paul Bettison
If we get over the Covid 19 pandemic we’ll have missed a trick. That is, if once the vaccine has had an impact, the NHS is relieved of the added burden under which it has toiled for so long, and things feel more ‘normal’, life carries on as before, then we’ll have learned nothing.
At present, it feels as though we have lost much of what we had taken for granted. Think about it. The experience of the loss of anything that has been important can be unsettling – and that’s the understatement of the millennium. Facing significant loss, there is the temptation to hope that the loss can be, like a hurdle, ‘got over’. That is, jump over it, land on the other side, and then carry on as if nothing had happened. I believe a more helpful and realistic approach, leads to a realisation that, rather than ‘getting over’ such an experience, it’s a case of ‘going through’ it. When we go through something, we leave bits of ourselves behind and pick up bits that we carry into our future.
So today, a question for each of us. As I travel through the experience of the pandemic, what have I lost and what have I gained?
As you ask of yourself that question, remember that in all our losses and in all our gains, one thing remains secure; the assurance that God is with us.
Our Prayers:
Gracious God,
Sometimes we sorrow, other times, embrace,
Sometimes we question everything we face;
Yet in our yearning is deeper learning:
We belong to God
Till earth is over may we always know
Love never fails us: God has made it so.
Hard times will prove us, never remove us;
We belong to God.
Roberto Escamilla
Thank you for hopes of the day that will come,
For all the change that will happen in time;
God, for the future our spirits prepare,
Hallow our doubts and redeem us from fear.
Amen
Fred Kaan