Peacock Butterfly photographed by Lynn Hurry in Latton Vicarage Garden
The other day a Peacock Butterfly visited the garden at Latton Vicarage and my friend Lynn, the Vicar, took this photo. She sent it to me with the suggestion that it might inspire me. So I have written a poem.
The Peacock Butterfly is a familiar sight in gardens across the British Isles and is unmistakable, with quite spectacular eyes on the upperside of the hindwings that give this butterfly its name. Despite being a common sight there is a breathtaking beauty about this butterfly which gave me the inspiration for the poem
Peacock butterfly … Breathtaking
A beautiful sunny afternoon in heaven. God rested, stretched, relaxed; but the creator of everything cannot be still. an idea formed; a longing to make something beautiful. When you are full of love it is no chore to create.
He would paint, brushing into life something stunning, Breathtaking! His canvas invitingly empty God dipped the brush of his imagination, stretched out his hand. Intricate sparkling colours flowed from his fingers. What figment of his palette did He conjure up? Slow formation of something crazy.
He fashioned me, a butterfly adorned with Peacock colours. I am painted with the eye of God, a reflection of His love for making. Crafted by God, every act of creativity births new loveliness into the world
These ‘foxtail lilies’ have been photographed by my friend Gill Henwood in her Lakeland garden. I havechosen them to illustrate a reflection, by my friend Julia Sheffield, which arose from a conversation we had after morning Eucharist recently.The majestic flowers, soaring up to the sky in splendid, silent beauty point us, like a prayer, towards God.
Sursum Corda!
“Lift up your hearts! We lift them to the Lord!”
So begins, with this response, the great prayer of thanksgiving central to the Eucharist.
Have you ever noticed what happens when you ‘lift your heart to the Lord’?
Notice the change of energy. Attention! Look here! Do this! LIFT your hearts!
It’s an imperative, not ‘if you please, would you mind’.
No matter where the preceding service of the word has led you or left you, these words gather everyone’s attention, and we focus together as one towards the central act of remembering and re-enactment of the Last Supper. It’s important we are all there, to witness it, and to give thanks.
And why the heart? Why not our heads or our hands? In the Hebrew scriptures the heart represents more than just an organ to pump the circulation, or the seat of eros, romantic love. The heart, in the Bible, is considered the home of the inner life, and everything that makes us human, our spirits, our character, our emotions and our will. The heart represents the whole person. So, the command to lift our hearts is a call to bring our whole selves into the presence of God – we lift ourselves to the Lord.
Lifting our hearts is not just a good intention, but an actual physical act. There is a real power in the gesture of altering our posture as we say the words, and this can be done whether we are standing, sitting or kneeling. Think where in the body the heart is placed, about halfway between the armpit and the navel on the left side of the centre of the chest. In order to lift the heart, you need to lift the head and shoulders, straighten the spine, and open out the chest. And then what happens? The lungs expand and you cannot help but draw air into your body. What a wonderful wordless prayer that is, bringing our focus on the Lord, and responding physically with a movement that draws in afresh the very breath of life.
Lift up your hearts! We lift them to the Lord
Let us give thanks to the Lord our God It is right to give Him thanks and praise!
A few weeks ago we posted a blog about the little fox cubs at Latton Vicarage, being cared for by Vicar Lynn.
Well they are a lot bigger now and beginning to prepare themselves for adulthood with all the risks involved in moving out into the bigger world. For now they are enjoying life cared for by Mamma x 2 and Papa (also 2 of them we think). Of course, they are all cared for by Lynn and we know that our Heavenly Father cares for foxes and Humans Lynn has even taught them to do creative writing which is why we have the piece below. Enjoy!
These little cygnets are enjoying the warmth of the sun which mirrors the warmth of the love of their Heavenly Father.
Another Tweet from my friend, Joyce Smith.
When I was studying Theology at University, my Old Testament Professor gave an illustrated lecture on excavations at Ai a Canaanite town destroyed by the Israelites under Joshua’s leadership. (Book of Joshua Chapters7 & 8). It’s funny what makes you remember things but the final slide (it was a long time ago!) was of the entire site after the excavations had finished and most of it was in dark shadow. Innocent students that we were and not wishing to embarass him, we asked the Professor what this ‘shadow’ meant. He sighed deeply, ‘that’s my wife’ she got in the way of the camera!’
Photographers know that an otherwise excellent photograph can be ruined by someone who gets in the way of the camera. The ‘subject’ is plunged into shadow. It’s like an eclipse of the sun.
So Helen Keller in her quotation offers good advice. The two cygnets are lit by the sun with only a tinge of shadow behind them. Their faces are, as Joyce says, are enjoying the full warmth of the sun. She draws the parallel that this is a mirror of the warmth of our Heavenly Father poured out on all of us.
This is therefore not about photography, beautiful though the image is.
At one level it is a word of encouragement. Look towards the Son, towardsGod, and shadow and darkness in your life disappears. This will often take a bit of work on our part at times. During the various lockdowns or hesitancy of decision-making, some have to work very hard to deal with murkiness of depression, hopeless and anxiety. Hope is sometimes difficult to grasp. We can so easily slide into a sense of helplessness.
In such circumstances, pondering on Helen Keller’s words and looking at the cygnets reflecting light can be an encouragement. Whenever we are ‘down’ and floundering this image and verse ask us to think of Light and how it is presented in the Gospel. Contrasting dark and light in John’s Gospel, for example, is a big theme which shines light in the overcoming of darkness by and in Jesus who is presented as pure Light.
It may be, however, that we are so overshadowed by darkness in our lives that religion isn’t hitting the spot right now. So why not try this:
Move away from the negatives in your life and think of the ‘good’ times. look around your home at the familiar, much loved, things and think of what is behind them – given by whom, bought for some reason, reminders of people who were good to you.? Play your favourite music, uplifting and sometimes saddening. It was a persecuted priest, Gonville ffrench-Beytagh who said that whenever depression overtook him, he played music which took him deeper into his darkness because only so could he rise up out of it. You are not often helped by well-meaning friends telling you to snap out of it or get over it! (or even worse, as someone once told me, don’t be so self absorbed)
Another use of music at such times is to sing! I like to do this (for the sake of others, in the shower). I may not know all the words but I can hum the tune. It has an amazing effect of lifting the soul. The beauty of Nature never fails, especially at this time of year, though every season has its artistic template. A walk in the countryside or around a garden can bring new Light to your life. (Wander round, sipping a cup of tea or coffee) Even if it isn’t possible to do that, your mind has been taking photos of favourite places and events which are joyful all your life. Click the button of your imagination and sit quietly enjoying the view!
There are so many simple ways to push the shadows behind you and let the sun in. Those who can turn to Jesus and become focussed on him will learn something really important: He will deal with the shadows so that you can get on with bathing in the Light.
[Mr. G. With thanks to Joyce, as ever, for the Inspiration]