There is a story, probably apocryphal, of a priest asking a
group of children what a saint was. One of the children pointed at the stained
glass windows and said. “They’re the people the light shines through” which
I’ve always thought was rather lovely.
That is the way I’d describe what was happening in this
story, now known as the Transfiguration of Jesus when his face and his clothes
shone dazzling white.
In order to ram home the point of the closeness and intimacy
Jesus enjoyed with God the story is set on a high place. High places were
always thought to be especially Holy places in those days. Then another
metaphor for God is employed – a cloud – envelops them and then the cloud
representing God speaks and repeats the form of words Jesus heard at his
baptism “This is my beloved Son – listen to him”
As I have said before, the presence of Moses and Elijah is
there to show the Jews that followers of Jesus saw him as the culmination, the
zenith of everything their religion had been hoping for.
I always thought that transformation was a central goal of
all religion – that in putting ourselves in God’s way, as we are doing here
this morning – perceptible change would happen. When I was at Mirfield, and we knew which was to be our first parish
we’d go to after training – our vicars where we were going to serve came up to
visit us.
I always remember Brian Sharp, vicar of St. John’s Margate
asking me. “What do you expect to see in your ministry?” I said
“Transformation”. He then said in his deadpan way “You are going to be very
disappointed”. And he was right.
Not only in my ministry but in me as well. Transformation, the
changing of habits, becoming kinder, more loving, braver, bolder, just doesn’t
happen overnight.
Change does happen, but it is slow, steady, almost
imperceptible. Change comes gradually. It is bolstered and encouraged by
regular practice. Coming close to God, the source of that light, is what we are
doing in church. It is what we do when we pray and meditate.
Ironically the biggest and fastest change in my experience
comes through trauma; death, disease,
divorce. It appears that we have to die a bit inside before we can grow again,
this time a little differently. The central Christian motif of death and
resurrection couldn’t be truer in this case. The trouble is that we have to die
inside first before we eventually grow the fruits of resurrection, and even
then it may be slow and may indeed never happen.
That is not to say that there are not people who do let the
light shine through in their lives a little more than others. I often hear
people talk of Peggy Conway in those kinds of terms, who I have never met but
obviously left a deep impression on all who know her and on Tuesday I conducted
the funeral service of Nancy Deas, and Maureen spoke of Nancy in just those
terms.
Unusually for a funeral we didn’t have the usual readings
about death – we had Paul’s hymn to love – 1 Corinthians 13. Maureen also
linked that to something else Paul wrote about the fruits of the Spirit. A list, not exhaustive, of what our
characters grow into, how we change when we let more of the light of God shine
through our lives Paul writes “But the
fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness,
faithfulness, and self-control”
And of course Jesus said. “By our fruits will we be
known”.
The trouble is, that when we compare our own lives with that
impressive list the outcome could be depressing, when we see where we don’t measure up. I’m sure my
life is pretty spare of most of the things on that list.
That is where the other , and actually the most important Christian understanding
of God is so important. We believe that even when we don’t measure up – God
loves us unconditionally anyway. That idea is called GRACE.
No, perhaps we don’t measure up. Perhaps we never will,
though we want to. That is why we continually put ourselves in God’s way by
coming together to commune with the divine and each other Sunday by Sunday.
Transformation does occur. But it is slow and sometimes
brittle and it relies on practice. And as I say, often the most dramatic change
occurs through trauma – but it does happen.
The way to personal growth is to bask in God’s unconditional
love for you. To know that you are infinitely loved is the greatest and most fertile soil you can
have to blossom and grow.
But we can often forget that simple fact, as I often do
myself. We need reminding often.
We are infinitely loved.