• Youse are the Salt of the Earth – sermon preached 9 February 2020

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

    I seem to have reached a particular age.

    I seem to have reached the particular age which is that whenever I got to the doctor about anything I come out with a prescription for another regular medicine and an instruction to give something up.

    Red meat was one of this first things. No more red meat.

    Red wine was the next. No more red wine. (Though I’m not that much of a drinker anyway).

    [This being St Mary’s I can see several doctors in the congregation working out what prescriptions I got for which pills too]

    But then it was caffeine that had to go. No more ordinary tea.

    And the latest of course was salt. Cut down, cut back, give up on the salt.

    Now, I have, or at least had, rather a liking for salt on my food.

    It makes other things tasty.

    So being told to cut it down and try to cut it out was something of a bitter blow.

    What’s a poke of chips without a good sprinkling of salt after all.

    Oh, and I know what comes next – it’ll be the chips next. First they came for the red meat. Then they came for the salt. Then they came for the chips…

    Steak and chips nae mair, nae mair.

    But the salt thing really got to me.

    I took myself off to the supermarket straight away to find an alternative. And sure enough someone produces this stuff. Lo Salt it is called.

    And it has all the attributes of salt. Except one.

    It looks like salt. It feels like salt. It sprinkles like salt.

    It is perfect in every way except the rather necessary requirement.

    It doesn’t actually taste like salt.

    It proudly says on the tub that it contains 66% less sodium than regular salt. And by my reckoning you need about three times as much of the stuff for it to actually taste the same.

    And, well, the truth is, I’ve kind of lost heart with it as a substitute. It has been sitting in the back of the cupboard for a year or more largely unused. Better to retrain my tastebuds to do without salt than to be disappointed with ever sprinkle.

    This stuff is what Jesus is talking about in the gospel today. Salt that has lost its savour.

    And it is good for nothing.

    Well, except for one thing of course. Real salt doesn’t ever really lose its savour. Real salt itself can’t go off. You can keep it as long as you like and it will still be salt.

    And, well, that’s just one of the points that Jesus is making.

    In the gospel words we have just heard, Jesus says, You are the Salt of the Earth.

    But the wee periscope, the section of the gospel that we heard did not really make it clear to whom he is speaking.

    Jesus isn’t talking to the church – it hadn’t been invented then. Nor is he talking to a congregation in a synagogue. Though he went to such places, he was outside when he preached this sermon.

    Nor was he talking just to his disciples.

    For this is part of the sermon on the mount.

    He’s speaking to those who crowded around him to hear.

    He’s speaking to the crowd as well as to his friends.

    You are the salt of the earth. You are the light of the world.

    Might it make a difference to how we hear the sermon on the mount to remember that he isn’t speaking only to us. He isn’t murmuring the sweet nothings of a personal saviour who has come just for me as an individual.

    This isn’t just about my relationship with God.

    He’s speaking to the crowd. To all of us. And more.

    To all of us and a lot more.

    To the forgotten and the poor and those with no influence and no power.

    And he says, you, all of you, are the salt of the earth and the light of the word.

    The crowd are the salt of the earth. The crowd are the light of the world.

    When he’s talking about you, he’s not just talking to you.

    In Old English, he’s talking to ye – all of ye.

    In Southern American English, he’s talking to y’all – or even all y’all.

    In Glasgow he’s talking to youse. Yes, all of youse.

    Jesus seems to see human dignity and worth in every member of the crowd.

    Each was part of being the salt of the earth. Together they were light to the world.

    Every member in the crowd is made in the image of God and that gives us innate human dignity.

    Dignity that Jesus sees and proclaims.

    There are so many occasions when we can see simply the worst in people.

    There are so many occasions when we experience a crowd as simply being the mob.

    But Jesus looks with compassion at every soul there and says you – you collectively are the salt of the earth. You, yes, all of you are light.

    What a world we would have if everyone was able to contribute to making the world tasty and full of light.

    What a world we would have if the special dignity and gifts of every soul were recognised and affirmed and known.

    What a world would we have if the innate goodness of everyone was visible and shining out like a light on a hill or a lamp put on a bushel basket.

    Evil and sin abound are oh so real. Yet Jesus looks at the crowd and seems to see the vision of a kingdom altogether different and altogether new and altogether built on the goodness of every soul.

    So, let your light shine in this city. Let your light shine in this land. Let your light shine in this world.

    In loving you, God knows the light that is already in you. And God wants that light to be what you are known for.

    Until the light illuminates everything and all wrongs are put right, and the tears are wiped from every eye so that every eye sees clearly that love has conquered. And love reigns supreme.

    Look for the best in people.

    Look for the love in people.

    Look for the light in people. For the light in people is simply the sign of the love that is in them that connects them directly to God’s own being.

    Look especially for the light in people in whom you don’t expect to find it.

    And set that light high.

    High on a bushel basket

    And let it shine. Let it shine. Let it shine.

    In the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit.

    Amen.

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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