• That Damn Magnificat

    A sermon preached in St Mary’s Cathedral on Good Friday 2022

    There’s something about spending these three hours in a church dedicated to Mary.

    Through the year, we often get particular joy from keeping the Marian festivals. We’ve got more music in the choir library about her than about any of the others who accompanied Jesus in this life.

    We sing with her the Magnificat every Sunday at evensong. We share her joy. We share her hopes for a world turned upside down. Where the mighty would what they deserve. At last.

    In a church dedicated to Mary, because we pay attention to her, we get a unique insight into her Son Jesus. Because she was there. There at the beginning when he was born. There when he taught the learned teachers in the temple. There sometimes when he was teaching the rather more thick disciples and the adoring crowds. There when he performed the the first miracle – water into wine.

    What did she think when that one happened?

    Go my son. That’s the world we want. A world put right. A world where God breaks in and joy breaks out.

    But the trouble for us is that having accompanied her through all of this, we now find ourselves in his company again.

    Mary stands at the foot of the cross. It is almost unimaginable that she was able to stay. But presumably unimaginable for her to leave until it is over.

    And a few other women comfort her and stand beside her in her agony.

    And John, the beloved. He’s there too. Ready to take her in.

    We enter into Mary’s experience when the going is good. How on earth do we enter into her experience today.

    Can we see this day through her eyes or is it entirely beyond what we can bear to think of?

    It is common in newsgathering to tell the story of disasters through the tears of parents weeping for their children. Mothers particularly.

    A whole war may be too much to take in. A whole nation invaded is expressed in arrows on a map, nothing more. A whole cities get bombed and we struggle to know one from another. It happens over there.

    But a mother’s tears at a crucifixion…

    Harder to ignore. Harder to walk on by.

    Theological concepts are broken by the crucifixion.

    Theories of how we are reconciled to God circle the crucifixion scene like vultures.

    They are too big to grasp. And they offer no comfort to a mother weeping either.

    What does she think as she stands there?

    Can she think? Can she process this?

    Raw. Present. The pain. The agony. The tears.

    Three hours is long enough to think. This is a cruel death for those being crucified. This is a cruel death for those watching.

    I’ve been haunted by a question this year as I try to keep company with Mary at the cross.

    Did she hold fast to what she had believed about God – all the things that she had taught him?

    Or did it all break down on that day?

    One of the things that I love about Mary is that her spirituality seems to be about two things which she ties together.

    The world being put right is one of her themes.

    And the joy of singing God’s praises is another.

    Now you can find plenty of other saints who loved those things. But Mary uniquely brings them together.

    My soul magnifies the Lord. And my spirit rejoices in God my saviour.

    He has shown the strength of his arm. And the proud and the mighty and the rich have got their comeuppance at last.

    It is joyful spirituality. Full of cheek and full of fun.

    And oh, how often when I hear Jesus giving clever answers that bring God right into the lives of people who need God most, or when I see him turning over the tables of those who are corrupt, I think, I bet he got that from her.

    But as she stands at the cross, what on earth goes through her head.

    What questions does this hell scene raise for her.

    Does she keep repeating to herself again and again, “The mighty will be brought low. The mighty will be brought low. The mighty will be brought low”.

    Or is it worse than that.

    Does she loose faith with it all today?

    As she looks on and smells death all around her does she call on God.

    We have no words from Mary on Good Friday. Nothing is recorded from her.

    I don’t know what she said.

    But I guess that had it been me, I wouldn’t be singing of the goodness of God nor of a world put right.

    I’d be thinking, “Shit! The bastards have won. I wish I’d never brought him up the way I did. What could I have done differently? I should have taught him to keep his mouth shut more.

    That damn Magnificat. Look where it has got him.

    I sang, God has filled the hungry with good things.

    But I’ve not eaten in hours and I never want to eat again. My stomach is in knots as he twists and turns in agony.

    I sang, from this day all generations will call me blessed.

    But from this day all generations will call me cursed.

    I sang about God sending the rich and the mighty and the powerful away empty.

    But they’ve won. They’ve won. They’ve beaten him.

     

    `I sang, He has come to the help of his servant Israel.

    But God hasn’t come to his aid. He hasn’t turned up at all.

    I sang about the promises that God had made to our forebears to Abraham and his children forever.

    But he has forgotten me today.

    It is finished.

    My song is finished.

    And I’ll never sing again.

9 responses to “Another Day, Another Mission Strategy is launched”

  1. Mark Avatar
    Mark

    three diocesan wishes?
    (i) Scrap every Diocesan body, council and group; let Bishops commend and expound the Gospel, and care for their clergy.
    (ii) Devolve every decision to the locally accountable group; let priests be priests and not bureaucrats.
    (iii) Let go of the Anglican communion for the sake of the Kingdom.

  2. Rev Ruth Avatar

    You know, in all the years I’ve been a member of the SEC I didn’t know about the Diocesan Fairy Wands. But now you mention them I can see that there must indeed be such a thing. In the spirit of openness I would like to see them processed in at the beginning of General Synod with the candles and placed on the Table. Carried by small children, perhaps?

    Do you know if they are different colours?

    And where is The Diocese of Argyll and the Isles’ fairy wand at the moment? Is someone else looking after it and therefore has two? Or is it waiting in a dusty filing cabinet for the drawer to be flung open and set free?

  3. kelvin Avatar

    Please allow me to jump in before anyone from the Diocese Across the Water feels obliged….

    Ruth, you should know by now. It is the Diocese of Argyll and The Isles. Not the Diocese of Argyll and the Isles. Nor indeed the Judean Peoples’ Front.

  4. […] To wrap up Kelvin Holdsworth, Provost of St Mary’s Cathedral, Glasgow explains that as a new day dawns a new mission statement is launched […]

  5. Kenny Avatar

    As the Chair of a Regional Council, and a member of Diocesan Council, I feel well and truly “whupped” by your words, Kelvin. If I were the MDO or the Bishop or Dean, I would feel similarly put down. There are folk who are genuinely trying to put together a strategy for mission that works and is not smothered by cynicism from the outset. I think a bit of support or a word of encouragement or advice may have been a bit more helpful.

    It is true that some Regional Councils may not be working, but that certainly isn’t helped by clergy staying away from them because it’s bad for their health. On the contrary, it needs these priests to be there, to stand up and question what’s going on or not going on and help shape them into a body that works. The theory is a good one, but Regional Councils will fail simply because some folk will share your attitude towards them. As a member of the Bishop’s Staff Group and a member of Diocesan Council, I find it totally incredible that you choose not to attend and disseminate information from these two bodies, and indeed incredible that you have not taken your Regional Council by the scruff of the neck and shown it how it can be more productive and engage more dynamically in current Diocesan policy.

    I sit on Diocesan Council too, and am amazed at the power you think it has! Very often, it seems to me, we cannot make any decisions until they are ratified by the Bishop’s Staff Group, or things come from the Staff Group that we are told to ratify. Debate is sometimes rare and I feel Council is a pretty toothless being, and exists only to ratify what others in more lofty positions want to happen. (Paisley was a prime example of this).

    It’s dead easy to sit there and snipe at those who are trying their damndest to wake the sleeping and encourage growth and life. Instead, we need to pull together and make sure something is put in place that is effective and that we can all buy into.

    Maybe the Clergy Conference will give us a start, but banging in and damaging the process before it has begun is perhaps not the most constructive thing you’ve done of late.

  6. kelvin Avatar

    Hi Kenny – thanks for your comments. I think you are quite right in some of the things you say, though not in others.

    I agree that it was not a constructive way to engage with this to put all of my grumpiness into a blog post and wish now that I had kept quiet.

    There are some things which you’ve not got entirely right though. I’m not a member of the Diocesan Council, as it happens. Also, your assumptions about the way in which decisions were made about Paisley are not quite right. However, learning from what you’ve said, I’m not inclined to post more about that on here, but I will be saying more about it in meetings as appropriate.

    My comments about Regional Councils are influenced by two things only – the local ones which I have been to and the reports from the Regions which are given at Diocesan Council. (I usually find these quite shocking).

    As it happens, I disagree with you about clergy health. Should regional council meetings ever affect the health of clergy, its certainly time to stop going. We don’t think nearly enough about one another’s wellbeing.

    I do however take the general point that my blog post was unhelpful. Though it does still represent my views, I’m sorry that I posted it online in the first place and wish I had thought twice about it.

    I guess lots of us who keep blogs sometimes make mistakes and this one was one of mine.

  7. Kenny Avatar

    Now I feel like a heel! I’m lucky inasmuch as what I post is largely ignored or unread, so I can rant when I like without too many consequences, unless it annoys or causes hassle for the upper echelons in our little Church.

    I know, of course that you are not a member of Council, but you do attend as Provost of the Cathedral and are allowed to contribute.

    You did say that Regional Council were bad for your health and well-being. I am concerned about that, and yes, I wish we were all a bit more concerned for each other, but my suggestion was that you took steps to ensure that these meetings were a little more constructive and actually did what they were set up to do. I agree that reports back to Diocesan Council are often dreadful. I shiver when I hear reported that the highlight was a Coffee Morning held in Little St Reubens, but how do we change that?

    I often think that the old RCC was much much better at disseminating information down to parishes, and every parish felt part of the processes of Church Government, but new models are indeed needed. I think new processes may well emerge from this new initiative.

    I wouldn’t worry too much about the negativity in this particular post. You seem to be redeeming yourself in subsequent jottings.

    The truth is that we need you, and your vision, on board, and the Clergy Conference may well be a good place to begin.

  8. Kelvin Avatar
    Kelvin

    And we’ve got yet another Mission Strategy document to get our teeth into at General Synod! Hurrah!

    And you know what I think of that one?

    Well, let me tell you, I think………

    No, maybe I’ve learnt my lesson.

    For now, anyway.

  9. Kenny Avatar

    I just can’t wait… and I hope tou DO say what you think!

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