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  • Advent in 100 Words: December 6

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    Yesterday I arrived at University, the morning sky still glowing pink and yellow. Advent is longing for dawn, hunger for light, a stirring at the core of our being where seeds of hope are nurtured through the darkness towards the light of life.

    The library is a place where the mind seeks illumination, enlightenment, wisdom, love of truth. Christian faith is rooted in Jewish faith, and borrows its vocabulary: "Arise, shine, for your light has come, and the glory of the LORD has risen upon you." (Isaiah 60.1)

    Advent happens when hope shines with the reflected glory of borrowed light. 

  • Advent in 100 Words: December 5

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    Emil Brunner on the difference Advent makes:

    God is with me,

    so that there is no longer any despair for me.

    God has done what needed to be done,

    so that there is nothing in this world,

    not even its darkest aspects,

    that he has not himself gone through;

    no place which he has not visited..,

    so he also comes into your despair.

    So Jesus Christ has entered into everything that is human,

    even the most dreadful,

    so that there may be no human place,

    no human experience,

    no difficulty,

    no situation,

    in which there is no relationship with God. 

  • Advent in 100 Words: December 4

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    Evelyn Underhill's poem Immanence takes the reader into the eternally love-filled purposes of God in Christ. Advent is about the God who comes, and through the transparent subterfuge of love and eternally patient purpose.

    I come in the little things,

    Saith the Lord:

    My starry wings

    I do forsake,

    Love's highway of humility to take;

    Meekly I fit my stature to your need,

    In beggar's part

    about your gates I shall not cease to plead —

    As man, to speak with man —

    Till by such art

    I shall achieve My immemorial plan.

    To pass the low lintel of the human heart.

  • Advent in 100 Words: December 3

     

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    Thyself from Love Thy Heart didst not defend,

    From Heaven to earth it brought Thee from Thy throne ;

    Beloved, to what sheer depths didst Thou descend,

    To dwell with man, unhonoured and unknown :

    In life and death to enrich us without end.

     

    Homeless and poor, with nothing of Thine own.

    Thou here didst come alone.

    For Thou wert called

    By Love unwalled.

    That all Thy heart did move.

    — And as about the world Thy feet did go,

    'Twas Love that led Thee, always, everywhere ;

    Thy only joy, for us thy love to show,

    And for thyself, no whit alone to care.

    (The poem is 101 words – but it is such a beautiful reflection on our Lord's Incarnation. Written by the 13 C Italian Franciscan poet, Jacopone da Todi translated into English and included in Evelyn Underhill's spiritual biography of Jacopone)

  • Advent in 100 Words: December 2

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    "The light shineth in the darkness, and the darkness comprehendeth it not."

    The older King James Bible elegantly translates the ambiguity of a word meaning both 'overcome' and 'understand.'

    Darkness cannot extinguish the light that contradicts it. To darkness, light is incomprehensible, a reality beyond its known categories.

    Advent is a celebration of hoped for light, long longed for peace, delayed but coming justice, the advent and adventure of God, taking up again the tools of creation to begin the new creation.

    This time not by fiat, "Let there be…". "The Word became flesh and dwelt among us…"

    Light shineth! 

  • Advent in 100 Words: December 1

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    "For there was no room at the inn".

    The entire Christmas card industry depends on that poignant, near sentimental explanatory aside.

    Whether the baby was born in a stable, or the shared accommodation animal space in a poorer house, there was nothing cosy or quaint about it.

    A teenage single mother, heavily pregnant had just travelled 70 miles on the say so of some Emperor a thousand miles away. That same decree set the whole world moving. No one needed the inconvenience of an unwanted pregnancy.

    "He came to his own, and his own people did not welcome him." Typical!

  • Thomas Merton Explains 21st Century Dystopian Politics.

    And here, in wise words from half a century ago, is what is wrong with our politics and the rise of opinionated inerrancy.

    Merton 2"We are living under a tyranny of untruth which confirms itself in power and establishes more and more total control over people in proportion as they convince themselves they are resisting error.
    Our submission to plausible and useful lies involves us in greater and more obvious contradictions, and to hide these from ourselves we need greater and ever less plausible lies.

    The basic falsehood is the lie that we are totally dedicated to the truth, and that we can remain dedicated to the truth in a manner that is at the same time honest and exclusive: that we have the monopoly of all truth, just as our adversary of the moment has the monopoly of all error." (Thomas Merton, Conjectures of a Guilty Bystander, p. 56)

     
  • Review: John. A Commentary. Marianne Meye Thompson

    John. A Commentary. (New Testament Library) Marianne Meye Thompson, (Louisville: WJK, 2015) 532 pp.

    MMT1There are more commentaries on the Gospel of John than any one of us needs to study it, at whatever point of entry we choose. I have a shelf full of 12 commentaries and about 20 monographs, and that excludes books I've borrowed from libraries over the years. And I am still intrigued by fresh work, new scholarship and all the undiscovered country of this familiar, strange, demanding and perplexingly profound book. Despite all the early scholarly ink and papyrus, the plethora of academic paper and print, the ocean of digital, electronic and online resources, the Fourth Gospel continues to speak deeply and clearly to those who read John's Gospel itself with uncomplicated faith and readiness to listen.

    Marianne Thompson’s commentary was published in 2015. It is readable, learned, thoughtful, written by an author who writes for church as well as academy, and does so out of her own confessional commitment to the Christian faith. That makes her no less a scholar with a critical mind, reverent and respectful of the text and therefore not prepared to short change this Gospel by foreclosing on problems, avoiding questions or claiming more interpretive authority than the evidence allows.

    Marianne Meye Thomson has worked on this commentary for 17 years, which is a large chunk of her professional life. In an interview held at Fuller Theological Seminary where she is Professor of New Testament, she spoke openly about the joys, demands and disciplines of writing a commentary. Sometimes those who write commentaries are criticised for not covering all the issues of background, social context, textual developments and pre-history, rhetorical strategy, theology and reception history, while also interacting with the waterfall of monographs and other commentaries. In her interview Thompson conceded there would be those in the academy discontented that the commentary is not a vade mecum of recent scholarship; but her aim is to write for students and pastor-preachers while also making a contribution that other Johannine scholars will appreciate.

    Her approach is succinctly stated: "I have not endeavoured to reconstruct or pass judgement on the historicity of events, words or accounts in John. John;s Gospel is assuredly a selective, interpreted account of some of the things that Jesus said and did; it presents Jesus and his works and words to be the life giving deeds of the one God of Israel for all the world. The goal of the commentary is to illumine the witness of that narrative. (p.23)

    This clarification is important, ensuring the reader is aware of the author's stated purposes and intentional omissions. Thompson makes no attempt to carry on a multi-sided dialogue with all the secondary exegetical and historical literature. She seldom engages in prolonged discussion with other commentators except where they add further interpretive clarity to the text in hand. Footnotes are rich in additional information and comment, and are the more valuable for being limited in number, reserved for the more important matters. That said, there are approximately 1100 footnotes, and she spoke ruefully of the large file of footnotes cut from the text to keep the volume within the publisher's word count! Some of us would like to see and follow those scholarly footprints! 

    There are nine Excurses and each is a richly textured essays on crucial theological and historical issues in John, as for example the signs, the I am' sayings, faith and discipleship, and the one she confesses she struggled with most, "The Jews" in the Gospel of John. Reading the excurses is a mini course on Johannine theology and history. The Excursus on the woman taken in adultery is an exemplary piece of textual criticism in which the pericope is not seen as original, but is nevertheless expounded in an exercise of canonical exegesis. A 23 page Bibliography, and around 82 pages of indices enhance the usefulness of the volume, pointing the reader to further resources and gathering page references to a host of subjects as they are treated throughout the commentary. 

    The water into wine pericope is a favourite of mine, and one I have preached on several times and studied and returned to ever since C K Barrett and Raymond Brown showed me what could be done by digging into the Old Testament texts and establishing bridges between John's storytelling and the Jewish and Greco-Roman world out of which such writing came. Her exegesis is laced with cross references to the OT and other Second Temple literature, is written in lucid and imaginative prose with an eye to the theological payload, so that she brings a freshness and, on occasion, a surprising light to bear on an already well worked text. Likewise her understanding of the story of the Temple cleansing is to respect John's chronology in placing it at the start of Jesus ministry, but also to acknowledge the Synoptic account may be the more historically plausible. Rather than seek to harmonise, she works at explaining what John was about, and why the Temple cleansing sets off foundation shaking Christological reverberations. These are two examples of her approach.

    I had occasion to preach on John 14.7-11, a typical passage of Johannine theology suggestive of long rumination on the meaning of the Word made flesh, and how the one who was close to the heart of God is the only one who can make God known: "He who has seen me has seen the Father" is a statement that takes the reader to the highest ridges of Johannine Christology, and containing ideas far seeing in their suggestion of a nascent Trinitarianism. Thompson shirks none of the hard questions in exploring the identity of Jesus the Son and his relationship to God the Father. In a couple of paragraphs she unravels John's meanings with the clarity of a scholar who previously published two substantial monographs on God in John's Gospel. She is a reliable guide and a good commentator on the theological landscape of John.

    The NTL commentary series is intended to be medium sized, mid range and deal with paragraphs and flow of thought rather than treating the text in the more atomistic, comprehensive and detailed analyses of larger scholarly commentaries, such as Keener, Michaels and from a previous generation Brown and Schnackenburg. This is a commentary which sits alongside its nearest competitors Lincoln, Beasley Murray, Ridderbos, Moloney, and Carson. I would compare it in quality, freshness and usefulness to Gail O'Days fine work in the New Interpreter's Bible, but with a substantial update in the scholarly interaction.

    MMTIn her practice of exegesis Thompson has little interest in competing or arguing with other writers for the sake of showing her control of the field. Of course she is often in conversation with other scholars, and there is wide and deep learning informing this volume. Her concentration, however, is on the meaning of John's narrative and witness, which is unbroken throughout as she opens up the message of the Word made flesh, dwelling amongst humanity, and displaying the glory of God. The pivotal verse for her is "In him was life and the life was the light of all people."

    Her own translation (a feature of this series) is supported by textual notes, and in working at it she was aiming for idiomatic English, but staying as close to the actual text as possible. She is both modest and sensible in acknowledging that just as John had to select, choose and omit material, she had to do the same in order to keep the commentary within the parameters of the series. In doing so she has produced a commentary that will be of genuine usefulness and stimulus for preachers and students. Scholars will likewise encounter a commentary that has deep roots in both learning and faith, and which offers an engaged and energetic wrestling with this complex, infuriating, comforting, disturbing but intentionally tendentious text. 

    Thompson is cautious in the use of criticism but honest about wrestling with the text; ready to offer new conclusions but rarely speculative; her writing is readable, which is to say I am reading it through over several weeks, and at times have been drawn to read on further to follow the flow of a well written exegetical narrative. I've waited eagerly for this book since Thompson was announced as its author. This book was worth the wait. The time taken has resulted in a mature, lucid, authoritative commentary, qualitatively different because the writer has demonstrably lived with, and within, this text.

  • Peacemaking as a Necessary Life-Skill

    Below is the text of the Saturday Sermon published today in the Aberdeen Press and Journal. I've done this now for over 25 years. The word count has to be 175 words maximum. It's a good discipline!

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    “I don’t know what the world’s coming to.” I remember older people saying that when I was growing up! Now I find myself wondering along the same lines. The world seems to be a conflicted place; globalised, polarised and destabilised. Our own country is experiencing depths of division that are putting families, communities and friendships under such strains, that they threaten the common good of shared and caring communal life.

    “Blessed are the peacemakers”. Jesus knew about the more challenging life skills. Wherever we are there are situations going wrong. People get angry, words are said, resentments are verbalised on social media, alliances are formed and though we might not use the word, enemies are made.

    Christians serious about following Jesus work hard at being peacemakers, servants of reconciliation, exemplars of forgiveness. Wherever we are, home, office, the checkout, the car park, our default disposition is peacemaker. In places of conflicted hurt we dismantle walls and build bridges:

    • by persistent, patient actions of peace,

    • by resilient, responsive acts of reconciliation,

    • by gentle, gracious words of goodness,

    • by faith-filled, faithful prayers of friendship,

    • by holy, hopeful gestures of  healing.

  • Creating the Space Where Questions Can Become Prayers.

    IMG_2071The other day I had an appointment that needed a clear head. So I went to the head clearing clinic down at the beach. I hadn't taken my camera, but I had my phone which does the job pretty well. A turbulent sea, a whole tribe of turnstones, (over here on the migration trail), and an amazing sky did the job fine.

    I've often wondered about what it means to "clear the head", and whether prayer is a way of doing that. If what is meant is a recovery of focus, a centring of attention, a reboot of the inner hard drive, then yes, prayer does that.

    So is a walk on the beach a form of prayer? I think it can be, though for me it usually takes the form of looking for God on the horizon of the landscape, or seascape, of my life. Walking along the beach, or standing watching, and listening to the rhythm of waves breaking and rushing towards me, I find strangely comforting and comporting. Comforting in that the horizon is open and promises new possibilities beyond them; comporting because the rhythms of heartbeat and waves begin to synchronise, producing a sense of being part of something beyond my own inner world of preoccupations, anxieties, sadness and grief.

    DSC06733-1It is almost a year since Aileen, our loved and lovely daughter, died. Many a time now I've walked this beach with the same questions. Much of life is now lived in the interrogative mood, and for a parent searching for a lost child, they come with the same regular rhythms of waves breaking at my feet: why? what if? how?

    I know my deepest questions are unanswerable. But that doesn't excuse or reduce the urgency of their being asked. So walking the beach is often now an exercise in scanning the horizons of the life I now have, and whatever futures are now possible; and it is a place where, whatever the questions, I feel keenly the love and the memories of a daughter who was God's gift to our world. 

    There are moments when the sound of the waves breaking is followed by the gentler sound of water-flow and a brief near-silence, before the next wave breaks. Sometimes, somewhere, hidden in those near-silences, and before the next wave breaks, there is space for questions to become prayers which may not have any answer other than that your love and loss are known, and held in the heart of God. Most times, that is answer enough.

    No experience in life has more profoundly changed the way I think about prayer, God, love, faith and hope than Aileen's death and the sense of incompleteness there will always be without her. Yes, life goes on. But it is life diminished, reduced in possibility, and requiring to be lived with gratitude tempered by grief. That is not a complaint. It is a recognition, that much of the journey is behind me, and there are still horizons ahead. Walking on the beach, remembering the past with thankfulness tinged with sorrow, and looking at the horizons in front of me, the heart is comforted, the head comported, and prayer happens.