• Prayers for Remembrance

    Ruined Church

    Last Sunday evening we had an extraordinary Choral Evensong. The idea was simple – to mark the start of the First World War by singing some of the music that the cathedral choir was singing 100 years ago. The idea came from Pam Barrowman, one of the members of the choir whose historical research includes work on what the choir here used to sing. In the event, Sunday evening’s service was one of the most powerful remembrance events that I’ve ever been part of.

    When that war was declared the congregation here responded on the next Sunday by singing four verses of the national anthem and the organist played the Elgar march which features Land of Hope and Glory. There clearly was a something of a gung-ho spirit around. That was in the August. By November, the news was arriving back in the cathedral and its daughter churches of lives already lost. There was, or course, no memorial to put their names on. There was just the news and the dawning realisation that it would not all be over by Christmas. The mood had changed by now and they were singing movements from Brahms’s Requiem (yes, German music, just as we used music by a German composer to end our two minutes silence yesterday morning) and the Russian Kontakion of the Departed.

    Somehow the shadows drew close. I’m not sure whether I wanted to reach back through time to comfort those who were listening to the same music one hundred years ago or whether I wanted them to do the same to us. Anyway, prayer came easily. And compassion. And love.

    Several people commented on my prayers. I don’t have a copy as I tend not to write them in advance and pray extemporaneously at Evensong. (Something I always teach people not to do when I’m doing workshops on how to do intercessions).

    However, here’s the gist of what I said:

    The stone walls of this church surrounded those who went off to war.
    Hear us, O Lord, as we remember those who gathered here in in this place to sing and to pray before going off to war.
    Help us to remember their sense of hope and adventure and the joy of human companionship.
    We remember those who showed courage in leaving for war and also those who showed their own courage in refusing to fight.
    Those who went to war went believing they were putting the world to rights.
    Help us to try to do the same.
    Lord in your mercy. Hear our prayer.

    The stone walls of this church surrounded those who remained at home.
    Hear us, O Lord, as we remember those who remained home, so many women waiting for news of their men, so many children waiting for news of their fathers.
    As we remember them we remember those who went on waiting throughout all their lives.
    Help us to pray for those who today wait for news of those whom they love who have gone to war.
    Lord in your mercy, Hear our prayer.

    The stone walls of this church have surrounded those who in this place have tried to bring peace.
    They have surrounded those who have left this place to go on demonstrations.
    They have surrounded those who have debated.
    They have surrounded conversations and discussions and hopes and dreams.
    Hear us as we pray for those who have decisions, important decisions to make which affect the lives of others.
    Lord in your mercy, Hear our prayer.

    And now the stone walls of this church surround us.
    What will we make of the world that we have inherited? How will we live in the world of today?
    Help us O Lord to seek out peace and build a world of justice.
    Teach us what to do and how to live.
    Lord in your mercy, Hear our prayer.

    And here in this place, surrounded by these same stone walls, I hold in my hand a bible.
    It was carried by a soldier in World War Taken from place to place and returning to this country when he returned at the close of the war.
    And inside its tattered cover is a prayer that we may each make our own prayer
    this night.
    Almighty and Everlasting God,
    by whose Grace Thy servants
    are enabled to fight the good fight of faith
    and ever prove victorious:
    We humbly beseech Thee so to inspire us,
    that we may yield our hearts to thine obedience
    and, exercise our wills on Thy behalf.
    Help us to think wisely:
    to speak rightly:
    to resolve bravely:
    to act kindly:
    to live purely.
    Bless us in body and in soul,
    and make us a blessing to our comrades.
    Whether , at home or abroad
    may we ever seek the extension of Thy Kingdom.
    Let the assurance of Thy presence
    save us from sinning:
    support us in life,
    and comfort us in death.
    0 Lord our God accept this prayer
    for Jesus Christ’s sake. Amen.

    [Picture Credit – Ruined church at Vie Chapelle, France Great War Primary Document Archive: Photos of the Great War – www.gwpda.org/photos]

9 responses to “Turning Up and Being Counted”

  1. Lesley-Ann craddock Avatar
    Lesley-Ann craddock

    Thank you Kelvin
    What a read, I really enjoyed it, all of it. You have touched on the 3 things that I too have been wrestling with.
    Liturgy , turning up to be counted, and being open and real with our peers and counterparts.
    Hmmm I wonder if those aspects of being church in this post pandemic implosion of society will somehow be a catalyst to become braver clergy and have proper discussions about what matters to Gods church in its own context. Can we be diverse and not divided, can we lock into our heritage and yet be able to change too. Can Branson pickle save us. X

  2. Christine McIntosh Avatar
    Christine McIntosh

    Great stuff, Kelvin!

  3. Robert MacDonald Avatar
    Robert MacDonald

    Good points well made. We find some church members, who organise a community lunch on a Wednesday, then regularly say ‘we won’t make it on Sunday’. Seems the wrong way round – attendance on a Sunday should come first.

  4. Peggy Brewer Avatar
    Peggy Brewer

    Reading this made my day and contributes to my celebration of the season! Thank you!

  5. Calum Wyllie Avatar
    Calum Wyllie

    Reading this, I feel like it could have been written about me. I couldn’t have been more deeply involved with my church (felt deeply rooted in the weekly liturgy, sat on the PCC, led on diversity and inclusion, set up online streaming for the first time during lockdown), yet I haven’t been back in two years. There is definitely an element of that link of continuity having been broken, and it’s up to me to make the effort to reforge it again. But the anger is also real, and hard to pin down. When somewhere no longer feels like home, when you feel excluded (even when that person was responsible for leading on inclusion!), how do you find the courage to return? When the link with spirituality feels more present in other places (even when I used to absolutely value liturgy, the Eucharist, the community), how do you find a way forward? Too much thinking, and not enough getting on and doing, perhaps…

  6. Meg Rosenfeld Avatar
    Meg Rosenfeld

    Wow–this article is not only thought-provoking, and, to someone who’s a church-goer, extremely easy to identify with, but also entertaining and therefore all the more memorable. As one whose parish church (in San Francisco’s notorious Haight Ashbury neighborhood) nowadays gets about 15 people in the congregation on a “good” day, I do often wonder whether we’re ever going to bounce back from this expletive-deleted pandemic. Personally, I have no choice: I am, on the aforementioned good day, 50% of the alto section, and on other days, 100% thereof. All you folks out there don’t know what you’re missing–except, of course, those of you who are watching on your home computers.

  7. Father Ron Smith Avatar

    Well said, Kelvin Perhaps we clergy don’t stress enough the fact that the Host at our worship is not the clergy, but the Incarnate Son of God; who empowers us to the extent that we are willing to be empowered for daily life and work. I still think of that lovely phrase “Turn towards HIM and be radiant”. What a thrill!

  8. Kennedy fraser Avatar
    Kennedy fraser

    Yes,I still wonder if we have counted all those spiritual communions

  9. John Davies Avatar
    John Davies

    My church (suburban, evangelical Anglican in Birmingham, UK) took a long time to really recover from the lockdown and subsequent fears, but seems to be close to its pre-shutdown numbers again. What my wife and I noticed was that for quite some time the congregation was largely made up of its elderly members – ie those who are not perhaps so nifty with the electronic gadgetry of our age and, also, those who most wanted company. Younger families took a lot longer to return, but are now coming out of the woodwork again.
    One interesting point is that my old church reported a big increase in deaf people watching their zoom or youtube services, because one of the congregation provided signage at the front. Their new found audience felt greatly enabled to join in when they may otherwise never have done so. Is this something worth thinking more about?

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