In 1987, there was a curious court case. The Guardian newspaper took one of the
larger London theatres to court. The theatre had a large display outside that
said, ‘Best show in town’ --- The Guardian. The
Guardian objected: what they had really said was, ‘If you want the best show in
town, don’t watch this.’ Context is everything.
The reading from the Letter to the Corinthians, chapter 12, will be familiar to most of us. We’ve surely heard it many times before, usually at weddings. But think context … is the reading actually written for weddings?
The reading from the Letter to the Corinthians, chapter 12, will be familiar to most of us. We’ve surely heard it many times before, usually at weddings. But think context … is the reading actually written for weddings?
So what is the context? At the beginning of the
previous chapter, chapter 12, St Paul says (and here I’m paraphrasing), ‘How is
it that you in the Corinthian Church have been misled into following false
gods? How can we know the one, true God?’ St Paul then starts a long discussion
of ways in which we can see God at work in this, his world. He starts off with
the reading we had a fortnight ago, which talks of miracles. Surely, says St
Paul, miracles are a fertile soil in which to look for evidence for God? True.
But it’s always possible to fake it. That’s what good actors do. Or think of the
Exodus when the Israelites fled from Egypt. In that story, Moses and his
brother Aaron perform signs of power before Pharaoh … but Pharaoh’s magicians can
copy each ‘with their secret arts.’ So miracles on their own do not prove God and his existence. No Epiphanies
there, then.
The second half
of chapter 12 talks about unity using St Paul’s favourite theme of the body. His
argument suggests that the unity between Christians is so overwhelming, so
exhilarating, that it’s simply impossible without God’s help. To a large
extent, that is true. When we work
together with God’s mighty Holy Spirit as our inspiration and our empowerment, such
unity of purpose can indeed seem supernatural. When just about every
institution on earth is riven with dissension, and its accompanying gossip,
rival and nastiness, so the argument goes, the church must indeed have something
extra. But in totalitarian regimes, where fear is so tangible you can almost
taste it — any dictatorship ever —
this sort of unity is also apparent, although clearly the motives differ. Satan
can again mimic the effects of following God.
St Paul lived at
a time of Roman oppression and he must have seen through his own argument, for
he then introduces his master stroke. ‘And now’ he says at the start of this
week’s epistle reading, ‘I will show you the most excellent way.’ Way of what? Of seeing the work of God in such a way that
people must sit up and believe that something so amazing is happening that God
must be behind it.
That way is love.
At the very beginning of the Christian era, when it was still a death-sentence
to be found guilty of being a Christian, there developed a saying, ‘See these
Christians how they love each other!’ The love the Christians demonstrated was
so devastatingly attractive that Christianity, although illegal, spread like
wildfire. People wanted to experience that love, to receive it … and learn how
to give it.
Today’s list in 1 Corinthians
explores the external outpourings of such love — tells us in effect what it looks like — but how can we learn to love like that?
As we place
today’s three readings side by side, we are given to understand that it starts with
God the Holy Spirit. Indeed, love is both a fruit
of the Spirit as described in Galatians chapter 5, but is also a gift of the Spirit; see, for example Romans
12. And the reason why is brought out most fully in St John’s first letter: 1 John 4:20
says that God is love, so every genuine encounter with God, whether Father, Son
or Holy Spirit, is an encounter with love. And if God is love, this love becomes
incarnate whenever God enters us and makes his home within us. In other words,
every time we see God and experience him, we have been touched by love. Only by
immersing ourselves in the Holy Spirit and explicitly asking him in can such
love become possible. This love is indeed a sign of God’s indwelling, for
nothing in the world can emulate it, copy it, fake it.
As we learn more
of God, in other words, as he takes deeper root in our souls, he shows himself
by helping us to see himself in others. So part of our growth into
Christ-likeness, which is our birthright and our duty, is to look into the souls
and characters of those we meet, looking for something of God. We will (like
Simeon and Anna) probably find ourselves waiting, and waiting often. It may
require some time before these Epiphanies, these glimpses of God, become
visible.
But every time we
see something of God in a human soul, we will experience a thrill of love
because God is love; and our response to that love will probably look something
very much like the long list in 1 Corinthians 13.
I’ve talked
enough. I’ll finish with a poem by Ann Lewin that seems to takes these threads
and weaves them together beautifully:
I left
my candle burning, lit from light
borrowed from another, it stood there
witness to Christ, light of the world;
a prayer that light would overcome darkness.
As I left, another lit a candle from my light,
dispelling gloom with added strength.
Who knows how many took a step, drawn by the
light of Christ from darkness to new life.
Lord Christ, set me on fire.
Burn from me all that dims my light,
kindle an answering flame in lives around;
that darkness may be driven back,
and glory stream into the world,
transforming it with love.
borrowed from another, it stood there
witness to Christ, light of the world;
a prayer that light would overcome darkness.
As I left, another lit a candle from my light,
dispelling gloom with added strength.
Who knows how many took a step, drawn by the
light of Christ from darkness to new life.
Lord Christ, set me on fire.
Burn from me all that dims my light,
kindle an answering flame in lives around;
that darkness may be driven back,
and glory stream into the world,
transforming it with love.
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