Author: mrgsponderings

Those we find it difficult to love

Magpies in the garden. Photo by Lynn Hurry

At the end of the Eucharist at our church, our Vicar, Lynn (a.k.a photographer Lynn as above!) prays a blessing which includes the wish that God’s blessing may “be upon you, those you love and on those you find difficult to love.”

When I received her photo of two magpies, a mother and her young, I remembered that not everyone loves magpies. Many members of the farming community are amongst those who not only find it difficult to love them, they actually wage war on them. Others, less violently, dislike the way Magpies treat other birds; how they steal food and how they generally act as bullies.

So the photo from Lynn, showing a mother magpie and her young (clearly demanding food) seems at odds with the views many hold.
Yet there is a tenderness which is endearing.
Maybe it’s the vulnerability which appeals to the mothering instinct in some of us. Or maybe we are reminded of the way Creation is being destroyed and we are moved by the increasing importance of protecting all of God’s created things. Even aggressive magpies!

Before we get carried away with thinking that Magpies are aggressive creatures who don’t deserve our protection, we might turn the spotlight round.
After all, whatever aggression we see in the Animal world, we humans can beat them. Arguably, we are the most aggressive, exploitative and self-centred species on God’s earth – yet many claim that we reflect God’s image!
I don’t suppose that it’s a view you find easy to keep if you happen to be a Ukrainian facing the force of Putin’s army – those we find not, those we find difficult to love, but rather, absolutely impossible’

Yet there is a way in which we can move on from the hatred which destroys into a better, if difficult , place.
Today, I read about the trial of the men convicted of killing 130 people, in a terrorist attack in Paris nearly 7 years ago.
As the trial ends, it brings a difficult future for the family of Nick Alexander, the only British victim.

His sister Zoe, says that she refuses to hate the terrorists.
Each day for 10 months she has been listening to the evidence of what happened in Paris on the night of November 13th, 2015 – the night that her brother Nick was shot dead.
Zoe knew that it was important to be in the same room as her younger brother’s killers (14 of the 20 of them).
She was struck by how similar in age they were to Nick, who was 35 when he died.
She feels the futility and enormity of the tragedy.

Giving evidence, Zoe was determined they would learn they had not won. She would never subscribe to the legacy the terrorists wanted to leave, of hate and intolerance.
“We are not at war with you” she told them, “you’re at war with yourselves. I hope you can honestly look inside your heart and say it was worth it.”

The trial didn’t give her closure, “We will never close the door on what happened to Nick because it’s part of our family story.”
Speaking of the terrorists, Zoe said: “I can’t forgive them yet; that would be to condone what they had done, but we have to moved forwards without hate.”
Zoe believes that the only way we can learn from the attackers is to make sure we never join them. You can’t neutralize poison with more poison. If we don’t learn anything from this, it has been a huge and tragic waste.
The family, are now setting up a Nick Alexander Music Trust – to help disadvantaged community groups to come together through music. Zoe says, “Nick’s killers wanted to leave us with fear and hatred and darkness, and we have turned it round.”

Maybe Zoe’s amazing testimony will teach us that, difficult and impossible it can sometimes be, we might find it in our heart to ask for God’s blessing on those we find it difficult to love and in making that a prayer we might find we can take halting steps in the right direction.

Meanwhile may our outreach in love stretch towards little magpies! Vulnerable creation needs that love very much.

[Mr G]

Pride

Rainbow over Telly Tubby Hill Newhall, Harlow. posted by Steve Townsend on his Facebook page.

Pride

After the rain
we trooped with rainbow flags
past buildings spotlit by the sun
against the dark smudge of loaded clouds.

A straggling, motley bunch,
we gathered in solidarity
to share, to encourage
and to remember.

As we listened to rallying words
of inclusion and love
and the diversity of creation,
a seven-hued arc
flamed against the charcoal sky
– each colour distinct, yet
joined in song,
without need of borders or hard edges.

Making our song,
against the dark clouds of hate and menace,
more vivid and more resolute.

poem by Piers Northam
after a gathering in Harlow to mark the end of Pride month
30 June 2022

Lifting our eyes to the hills

Photo: Gill Henwood.

This amazing view was photographed by my friend, Gill.

Gill writes ~~ This photo of the beautiful Lake District hills and the breathtaking sunset, at nearly 10pmHelvellyn range to the right, with Fairfield Horseshoe silhouette
Gods glory setting our hearts aflame anew, at Petertide.
Blessings outpoured in the heavens. Gx

Once again we look to God’s Grandeur expressed through his creation.
It is full of energy and yet stillness. The earth is quietening itself, drawing breath at the end of a busy day. God is holding it in the palm of His hand.

We too are held and Psalm 121 comes to mind, which begins :
I lift up my eyes to the hills; from where is my help to come?
It continues and we discover it is a Psalm of trust. Very firmly the Psalmist weaves a picture which places us confidently in God’s hands.
As the psalm unfolds we both appeal to God and we see us how God responds.
Written way back in time, it has a resonance today especially in this time when we and the world are in a vulnerable place. 

It is worth meditating on the Psalm slowly looking at the photo and letting God speak to us through them.

PSALM 121

1    I lift up my eyes to the hills;  ♦
from where is my help to come?

2    My help comes from the Lord,  ♦
the maker of heaven and earth.

3    He will not suffer your foot to stumble;  ♦
he who watches over you will not sleep.

4    Behold, he who keeps watch over Israel  ♦
shall neither slumber nor sleep. 

5    The Lord himself watches over you;  ♦
the Lord is your shade at your right hand,

6    So that the sun shall not strike you by day,  ♦
neither the moon by night.

7    The Lord shall keep you from all evil;  ♦
it is he who shall keep your soul.

8    The Lord shall keep watch over your going out
and your coming in,  ♦
from this time forth for evermore.

Psalm text is from Common Worship: Daily Prayer, material from which is included here,
is copyright © The Archbishops’ Council 2005 and published by Church House Publishing.
used under terms of agreement.

A peace to strive for

Jurmala, Latvia

This photo has been sent to me by my friend, Andris, who lives in Latvia.

The photo was taken at Jurmala which is a seaside resort about 16 miles (25 kilometres) from the capital of Latvia, Riga. It has 33km (21 miles) of white-sand beach and a population of almost 50,000
When Latvia was part of the Soviet Union it was a favourite place of Communist Party officials including Presidents Leonid Brezhnev and Nikita Krushchev.
The people of Latvia and their Baltic neighbours, Lithuania and Estonia are praying that the current president of Russia doesn’t come calling with his army!
As they are members of NATO there is some defence.

They join with the Nordic States of Finland and Sweden in a watchfulness as things continue to unfold in the Ukraine. They know they are at risk, especially Latvia, Lithuania and Estonia as well as Finland, all of which border Russia. Sweden is also feeling vulnerable.

I write this just after the Russian Terrorist attack in Kremenchuk. Scores of people are dead or injured in what many are now calling a ‘War Crime’. The attack  was a show of power to the G7 leaders but  what it really showed is the demonic force at work in the hearts of Russia’s leaders.

The photos coming out of Ukraine are horrendous.

Contrast that with this beautifully serene photograph of the Baltic Sea. There is an amazing tranquillity with a pale sun kissing the water in the distance. There is a sense of peace.
The sky is uncluttered and blue and even the clouds seem to be resting gently on the surface of the water.
How different that is to the trauma and turmoil in the vortex of violence  near that other sea, the Black Sea.

Yet, there is, too, a little blackness in the clouds, perhaps sending to us a warning. Peace is fragile. Humanity can be threatened and be threatening very quickly. Many of us are fearful of what is happening to our world right now and there is a sense of foreboding and apprehension, not least in the nations close to Russia.

This makes the prayer below all the more poignant and deeply appropriate.
It was written by Jeanne Smith, a Latvian lady in one of the Reformed churches and translated into English.

Prayer: 

Dear Heavenly Father,
I pray for the people of Ukraine,
give them strength and miraculous protection from the horrors of war.
I pray for the people of Russia,
God, to allow them to see the truth and to give them the courage to face the terrible regime. 
I pray for the people of Latvia and other countries,
give us open hearts and wisdom on how to help the refugees. 
I ask that there be unity and love among people, that evil be destroyed,
and that peace may come, so that more and more people may have the eternal peace
that only You can give.
All this I ask of you in the name of Jesus Christ, and for his merit.
Amen”