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Sunday, 5 January 2014

Epiphany


In the little thumbnail sketch of themselves, which some people put on Facebook, there is a heading entitled, relationship status, and another entitled, religious views.

Some of my friends have in both those boxes the simple phrase “it’s complicated”.

Well relationships are sometimes complicated and none more so than our relationship with God.

However simple our faith may be:
Jesus loves me
This I know
For the Bible tells me so;
the way we sometimes come to faith and grow in faith is often complex.

Evelyn Waugh converted to Catholicism in 1930 and added to his extremely complicated human relationships a devout but complicated divine relationship.

Twenty years later in 1950 he wrote probably his least-known book: Helena.

It’s an historical novel that explores faith through St Helena, the mother of Constantine, as she travels to Palestine in the 4th Century to find the ‘true cross’.

On this day, the Eve of the Epiphany, she finds herself at the place of Christ’s birth in Bethlehem contemplating the magi and her own late arrival to the Christian faith.

The Epiphany - the Manifestation - the Showing; or the Theophania as it was also called - the showing of God - has been celebrated since the early 3rd Century. By the 4th Century, in the Western Church, its focus became the Revelation of God to the Gentiles - personified in those three Wise Men from the East, or were they Kings, or Astrologers? We don't know what they were, or for that matter how many of them there were. That’s why we have the traditional three in our crib scene, but these two magnificent kings on elephant and camel still travelling over here by the sacristy. And we don’t know when they arrived. Matthew makes clear that Jesus was probably a toddler by the time they presented their gifts.

Traditionally, they came to be known as Caspar, Melchior and Balthasar and many customs have grown up around them especially in Europe.

There will be some Anglican and Roman Catholic priests tomorrow visiting the homes of the faithful and chalking over the doors the initials of the three kings:

20 + C + M + B + 14

This represents a New Year blessing: Christus mansionem benedicat (May Christ Bless this house).

And here this morning we will have our own Galette des Rois - King Cake – with our wine after the service.

But let’s return to Helena in Evelyn Waugh’s Novel, and listen to her meditating on the Magi around the shrine of Christ’s birthplace:

“How laboriously you came, taking sights and calculations, where the shepherds had run barefoot!

How odd you looked on the road, attended by what outlandish liveries, laden with such preposterous gifts!

You came at length to the final stage of your pilgrimage and the great star stood still above you. What did you do? You stopped to call on King Herod. Deadly exchange of compliments in which there began that unended war of mobs and magistrates against the innocent!

Yet you came, and were not turned away. You too found room at the manger. Your gifts were not needed, but they were accepted and put carefully by, for they were brought with love…

You are my especial patrons and patrons of all late-comers, of all who have had a tedious journey to make to the truth, of all who are confused with knowledge and speculation, of all who through politeness make themselves partners in guilt, of all who stand in danger by reason of their talents…

For His sake who did not reject your curious gifts, pray always for the learned, the oblique, the delicate. Let them not be quite forgotten at the Throne of God when the simple come into their kingdom.”

The Church in London continues to grow and we see at baptisms and confirmations that many now come to faith later in life, and often they come with a complex understanding of their relationship with God in Christ.

As Waugh and many others have recognised, we often come thinking we have gifts to offer God; only to find that the gifts are accepted, although not needed - accepted because they are brought with love as a response to the love of Jesus which we celebrate at the altar.

And of course, like the magi, for all our learning and good intentions, we often get side-tracked along the way, and fall into the company of Herod, who seems intelligent, cultured and entertaining, but who is capable of such horrors.

And who has not, through politeness, as Waugh puts it, made themselves partners in guilt?

For others of us, the first part of the journey, when the star shone so brightly, was indeed easy and simple.

Then knowledge and life experiences made our faith seem more oblique. It would be so easy to give up following the star and join the cynics round about us.

But the wise men persevered and although they did not understand whom it was they worshipped with their gifts, they realised that an encounter with Jesus would change the rest of their lives.

Perhaps this is why they are remembered.

They are, not just for Helena, but for many of us, our special patrons, for they encourage us through all our doubts and fears and wrong turns, to persevere in following the light God has shown us. For all of our life is a quest to know God, and therefore ourselves, better – faith seeking understanding – Anselm’s motto, fides quaerens intellectum, which for him means an active love of God seeking a deeper knowledge of God.

And we are so much richer than the magi, for we have the Holy Spirit, the Bible, the church, the bread and the wine, and two thousand years of Christian witness.

We bring simply the gift of ourselves, the adoration of our hearts, and with the wise men, we worship.