Remembering the Birth of a Baby Boy

So, I had a very quiet but fantabulous Christmas 2016. It started off with Church at 6:00 am at Church of the Ascension in Mona. This was like a crescendo starting with the celebration of the Reign of Christ through Advent with the lighting of one more candle each week in the Advent Wreath to Christmas Day

And what a morning it was! Church started as a party (Please don’t tell, that I said so) but it was. It started with ‘Feliz Navidad’. The Music ministry team then did three items the last of which was Barry Chevannes’ ‘Early Christmas Mawnin when the stars dem getting thin’.  Then we lit the Christ Candle of the Advent Wreath and the Liturgy proceeded as per the Book of Common Prayer. The steel band, and the band augmented the piano or organ throughout the service. At the end before the closing Hymn another set of items including the Christmas version of Hallelujah. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LyCLe7JlpyE  and the former Rector playing his harmonica. Then after the recessional (closing) hymn the real party started, beginning with ‘We wish you a merry Christmas’. The steel band played a series of Christmas Songs. People started moving to the beat. It was a joy to see.  Sadly we had to go to another service. Some things struck me about that day.

First, Church can be fun and should be fun. It should not be dead and boring even though our services are not loud and we have periods of silence. We don’t always have persons shouting Allelujah outside of where the BCP says we should, and even this varies from Church to Church. Every Sunday I look forward to going to the Church of the Ascension because every worship service differs even though we use the same book of Common Prayer every time. No variation! I go wondering what will be different this morning. I have yet to be disappointed. I did a survey of how the congregation felt about worship ( a class assignment). All respondents liked the format of worship and the mix of music. The other thing that was striking was that most respondents said they would change nothing. Most of those who wanted change wanted to sing more choruses.

Secondly, in the midst of life there is death. During the service a congregant’s father died. Father agreed to administer the last rites. We did this before going on to the second service. I don’t recall ever attending one of these. (I do recall that when my father was dying we called our priest who stopped on his way to Church and he did something, I don’t know what.) We prayed, ushering him onwards and anointed him with oil. Father had us repeat the 23rd psalm. I don’t know who fool him that we knew it. But I was brave and under his lead was able to say it through. Tried saying by myself and I am hopeless I don’t know the verses in order. Don’t mess with me! I know what it says, but to recite it? Nah!  Seriously though, it is important that we understand the stages of life and accept our inevitable death. If we can accept that we are going to die then it is easier to accept that others are going to die and leave us. It is something we have to think about and not gloss over or pay lip service. Understanding that death is a part of life allows us to reflect on the fact that as Christians, physical death is not the end of our journey. But it is actually the beginning of a new phase of life. A phase that you do not participate in if you do not believe in the redemptive power of Jesus Christ. I am tempted to say we go home to heaven. I believe in heaven, with milk and honey and streets of Gold. For many that’s not their concept of heaven. I do not really think it matters. What is important is the understanding that death for those who believe, is only the end of the earthly life. The spirit lives on awaiting the day of resurrection.

Maybe this point should have been first as I started out telling you about Christmas being at the end of a crescendo. The priest of my home Church gets very excited about the last Sunday in ordinary time – that is the Sunday before advent starts. On that Sunday we celebrate the Reign of Christ the King. Then we have Advent when we prepare our hearts and mind to celebrate the commemoration of the birth of Christ.  We also in Advent remember the time when Jesus will come a second time to judge the world. Some Churches celebrate Advent as they would Lent, as if it were a penitential season. While it is a season of preparation, watchfulness and consideration, Advent is more celebratory and joyous. Thomas Keating describes it as preparation for “the spiritual birth of Jesus in us through our participation in the unfolding of the Christmas-Epiphany Mystery”. Now tell me what is repentant about the birth of a child? Nuh pure excitement as you can’t wait to see the baby born?

Christmas as Father Michael of the Church of Ascension suggests is about how a child changes the people into whose lives they come. He says when you have a baby suddenly your life changes. You have to consider the child, – how the decisions you make impact that child and how the child impacts your life. It is not only your life that is affected, but the grandparents, the aunts, uncles, friends who pitch in to help raise the child, so this child affects the wider community. So, it is with the incarnation of Jesus. His birth affects the whole world. His coming did not just change the lives of His parents, but the shepherds, the Magi, the families who lost children because Herod was afraid of the new King, and all who heard him and proclaim his word to this day.  So, the third thing that struck me is that Christmas is a culmination and a beginning of who we are as Christians. Culmination because the word became flesh not just in Jesus Christ coming on earth but in us receiving it and a beginning because as it marks/symbolises the start of the word in in impacting others.

The fourth and final thing is that God provides. This Christmas was very different for me personally. It was one of those growth moments when you realize that your life has changed. But God in his infinite wisdom, place people in your lives to ensure that it runs smoothly. You just have to trust him. Even when you think you are alone, know that he is there always with you, seeing to your needs before you ask. You remember Jesus sending the disciples into the town when he was to enter Jerusalem to get the donkey that was waiting? Is same so God works in our lives. He has everything laid out all ready and waiting for you to access.

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A sermon on Isaiah 11:1-10 What a wonderful world this would be?

“A shoot shall come out from the stump of Jesse, and a branch shall grow out of his roots. 2 The spirit of the Lord shall rest on him, the spirit of wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and might, the spirit of knowledge and the fear of the Lord. 3 His delight shall be in the fear of the Lord. He shall not judge by what his eyes see, or decide by what his ears hear; 4 but with righteousness he shall judge the poor, and decide with equity for the meek of the earth; he shall strike the earth with the rod of his mouth, and with the breath of his lips he shall kill the wicked.
5 Righteousness shall be the belt around his waist, and faithfulness the belt around his loins. 6 The wolf shall live with the lamb, the leopard shall lie down with the kid, the calf and the lion and the fatling together, and a little child shall lead them.
7 The cow and the bear shall graze, their young shall lie down together; and the lion shall eat straw like the ox. 8 The nursing child shall play over the hole of the asp, and the weaned child shall put its hand on the adder’s den. 9 They will not hurt or destroy on all my holy mountain; for the earth will be full of the knowledge of the Lord as the waters cover the sea.”  (Isaiah 11:1-10 NRSV)

What a wonderful world this describes. When we reflect on this reading, we realize that what Isaiah is describing is the kind of Jamaica we all want. One where appearances don’t matter. A Jamaica where the poor and destitute are treated fairly. A Jamaica where justice is the same for all whether you are big or small, rich, or poor. The case of the X6 driver is spoken about in hushed tones, and we are hard pressed to convince the average Jamaican that justice was served. The whole nation was outraged by the death of Nicholas, the young Jamaica College student. His potential contribution to society lost. The three-card con man has graduated to cybercrime and scamming. We now have a new controversy brewing about a dance hall scene on the cover of the Yellow Pages. Dance Hall which is so much of Jamaica’s reality that we want to keep it hidden. The sad part about all of this except for the growing crime, is that they are all ‘nine day wonders’. We talk but we do nothing. WE get in a huff, but our heart quietens and that’s the end of it. I know we feel sorry for ourselves. We are sliding down a slippery moral slope, from which many think we are at the point of no return. We are at the point where to climb back up will be a tall order and we bemoan our situation. But what to do?

For Isaiah, his beloved Israel was in the similar situation. The once holy nation of Israel was no longer holy. They had strayed so far that even the ground died. They worshipped other Gods, like our ‘god of prosperity’. Bad choice of word when our government has promised us prosperity, but that was Israel reality as it is ours, they yearned like us for silver and gold. If we read the earlier chapters Isaiah describes the situation well of a nation in crisis. A nation where taxes are more than the people can bear and their sovereignty is threatened. Neighbour against neighbour, young against old, the nobodies against the well-respected. The social fabric of the society was changing faster than they can adjust. The society was given over to parties, feasting and drunkenness, corruption and injustice, the situation with the poor he described as grapes in a wine press. Doesn’t this sound like our society where it seems we are powerless against crime, and so hostile to others. But again, what to do?

Our reading today gives us hope, because we can dream with Isaiah of a time to come when God will rule. John Lennon an atheist has a song called ‘Imagine’. In it he wants the same thing that Isaiah foretells and that we want and hope for. A time when there’s “Nothing to kill or die for, a time when all the people live life in peace No need for greed or hunger. A brotherhood of man.” He imagines “all the people sharing all the world”. Yes, he had a dream like so many other persons – Martin Luther King, Fidel Castro, and we each have our Jamaican heroes. Then there is the teacher who stayed in touch or the mentor who help us make big decisions. We too have the same dream for our Jamaica, only trouble is, what are we doing about it. Are we like Isaiah waiting for this shoot to come to make things right? The Gardeners among us know that when we have a wispy or weak plant we cut it back to encourage the growth of strong stems. The rose it is the branches that come from the base that the gardener encourages. It gives the plant longevity as the old ones die and harden.

Where will this young shoot come from? Who among us will be the young shoot, the strong rose cane that will make our country better again? My friends it is all of us. Each and every one of us is that shoot rising from the stump of decay in Jamaica.
As we await the arrival of King Jesus what are we to do? How is the shoot within us to be cultivated and nurtured? Just pray and all will be changed? Do you think it is a lack of faith and prayer why Jamaica is the way it is? No! It is because we have failed to walk in the way of Jesus. We have failed to do as he suggested in Matthew 25. Feed the hungry, give drink to the thirsty, welcome the stranger, clothe the naked and visit those in prison – physical or emotional prison. We have failed to actively transform this society to a better place.
Most if not all of us say the Lord’s prayer every day. It has a line in it that says ‘thy kingdom come on earth as it is in heaven’. In Matthew 25 Jesus said the King will not acknowledge us, if we don’t do the things mentioned. As the shoot, we must be deliberate and act with urgency in bringing about the kingdom here on earth.

We are the hands and feet of God. Each of us called to do his work, not only the spiritual work of praying and feasting at his table but the physical work as Isaiah suggests. The work where each morning we pull on sturdy work clothes and boots, and build communities of righteousness (right living) and faithfulness, by changing people’s lives physically, emotionally, psychologically, and spiritually, helping them to live right. I am sometimes ashamed at how satisfied we are as Church members with the little we do. I know there are challenges and frustrations, we have jobs and families. There so many things we can do and yet we do none of them. Many of us prefer to participate from a distance. Giving money and cheering on those in trenches instead of getting involved physically and emotionally. We all have reasons, I too have had them, but if you are faithful to the workings of the Holy Spirit within, we will see the difference that working at changing people’s lives make. Giving money is good and helping with a book or booklist every year is commendable, but the real transformation takes place by journeying with people. Sharing their joys and sorrows, caring so that they can see a different way of behaving. Matthew 25 does not say anything about our friends. It speaks to strangers. I challenge each of us to take on one personal project where we can make a difference to the life of at least one person. It doesn’t have to cost us anything. We just have to be there for that person.

We are the young shoot that makes a difference in how people work. We as Christians ought to work with integrity and cause others to do the same. In Jamaica, everybody knows somebody to beat the system, to get things done quicker. We take pride in it. It is situations like these that lead to corruption and lack of accountability. It was one of the things Jesus spoke out about Luke 3:13- 14 where he says we shouldn’t give in to extortion, and be satisfied with your wages.” Integrity is essential in the church, in the workplace, marketplace, and especially in the home.

Yes, from the dying stump of our society, along with the shoot of journeying with others and the shoot of integrity the third shoot which must break forth is the shoot of breaking the silences. Breaking the silence of being afraid of speaking up and speaking truth when things go wrong, the silence of child abuse in our homes and our neighbour’s homes, the silence of violence against women again in our homes and our neighbour’s homes, the silence of watch and wait, while the society suffers. In our Church, we know what is to observe silence. While it may be good for reflection silence in the real world may not be such a good thing. There is an adage that says evil prospers when good men do nothing, when they are silent. We fear for our lives but I tell you we are losing it by our silence. Not losing it for Christ either for we live in gated communities and homes with burglar bars and electronic guards. We cannot drive with our windows down. We are afraid to exercise the freedom of walking anywhere at any time. We all know this is not good. We know that this not how the society should be. We can no longer afford to keep the silence.

So friends in order to achieve what Isaiah prophesied we need to act. It is our Bishop Nuttall that built schools all over Jamaica for poor people’s education. It is our time now to build back the social fabric of our society, to make a difference. Our time to not just dream and look forward to the kingdom coming.

This Adventide let us reflect on how best to let the shoot of journeying with others, the shoot of integrity and the shoot of breaking the silences emanate from us, as we deliberately and purposefully work at realizing the kingdom here on earth, by pulling on our work clothes with the wisdom and understanding, the direction, strength, knowledge, and the Fear of life-giving Spirit of God to build righteousness and faithfulness in the land. Amen.

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The Guyana I did not see

Guyana-Zoo

I was in Guyana about 2 weeks ago. I arrived by private jet (Fly Jamaica)  for a workshop. I had a free day until the plane came back for me and I had grand plans for the day. I had intended to visit the zoo and botanical gardens.  I had promised my friend from Trinidad to go see the “Cock on the Rock” as was advertised on the zoo wall.

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Cock on the rock – South American bird found in the Guianas (Suriname, Guyana and French Guiana,

To my utter dismay, rain fell most of the morning on the day. I had one pair of shoes with me and I certainly was not having them spoiled just  to fufill my friend’s fantasy. I therefore stayed in the hotel and caught up on some work.

In the evening a very nice taximan picked me up. He charged me US$5.00 extra, but it was worth every penny.  He used to work for the television station and has interviewed several Jamaican DJs. He told me a lot of interesting stories. I wanted to find out about Guyanese Jazz singers. These are extinct apparently. Everywhere you go you hear Reggae music and this seemed to be the most popular music in Guyana. He confirmed this and told me of the number of artistes who come every year from Jamaica.  His job does not define who he is, he told me. That was very clear. He was very engaging and a very good conversationalist, who spoke I suppose standard Guyanese. He spoke with little accent too.

I learnt about the bridge that stretches across the Demerara river. The Harbour Bridge which is a little over a mile long. It connects the East bank to the West Bank. (I almost asked if there was a Gaza too) You are suppossed to laugh. He lives on the West Bank side. By taxi from downtown Georgetown it costs GYD3000 – 3500(US$1:GYD200) to go to the West bank. Yet if you take a taxi to the entrance and another across the bridge the same trip will cost GYD1800.  Life!

We spoke about the new highway, Guyanese life and the rising cost of living. The difference between the the various Caribbean territories.

I found it so funny when he asked me which airport I was going to. All I could say was the far one. I had no clue! I told him the one that was about an hour away. In my mind I said ‘you know the one where private jets land!’ I found out it was called Timheri.

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The Waterways and lotus flowers have always fascinated me.  The pictures above were taken by one of my English colleagues at the workshop I attended. Lotuses grow wild and it is such a beautiful sight to see them mixed in with the Taros and Dasheens in the waterways. I took a photo of a waterway but I can ‘t seem to find it. Guyana reminds me a lot of Curacao, with the waterways.

I love Guyana with its wooden buildings with their ornate fretwork and large windows with slats. A lot of the homes have verandahs almost circling them. Several houses on stilts. There appears to be a move away from stilts with persons obviously using the open area under the houses to increase living space. Not such a good idea! I don’t think!. Water always reclaims its space and find back its level. Meaning one day the place will flood again and that newly ceated space will be damaged, may even bring some tops down with it.

Guyana is home to  one of the tallest wooden Churches in the world – St. George’s Cathedral – an Anglican Cathedral in Georgetown, Guyana.

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Last time I was there I took some very nice pictures. I can’t  find them so I am borrowing from the internet.  Don’t worry I am only using pictures that can be used by  every Tom, Dick and Harry (in other words any and everybody).

Next post I will tell you of the Guyana I experienced.

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Barack’s Visit to Jamaica

The Welcome was first posted on my Facebook page and then published in the Gleaner on April 10, 2015.  It honours Barack’s ( I have a friend who calls him Barry.  While I like this name, my brother who died eight years ago is called Barry so I can’t bring myself to call him that) visit to Jamaica in April 2015.  When he came I realized he loved Bob Marley. You can’t get better than that. The farewell and comment from my friend are also Facebook posts. It was my pleasure to spend the day with him on the sidelines of my TV.

Welcome

Man,mi heart full. I am actually watching the news waiting for your plane to land. The biggest disappointment is that I cannot see you in the flesh. Love love love you Barack! Hoped you would have brought the children and Michelle for them to enjoy the queen of the Caribbean Islands. I think you should know that I should have started a new job the day of your first inauguration. I told the people I wouldn’t be able to start until the next day. When they asked why I told the truth. If they didn’t want me so be it, experiencing history first hand was more important. I feared they would assassinate you. For the first year, I made sure you were safe before going to bed and in the morning I checked again until I realized that they didn’t have to touch you physically. They could harm you by making sure your policies did not bear fruit. I still pray for you every time I hear your name. I wish you well. I hope you come bearing gifts for mi poor people and as the cartoons suggest, you have on you black green and gold socks and love wi food. Guidance always! You come! Welcome! Welcome! ‪#‎ObamainJA‬

Farewell

Barack you going now. May the Lord bless you and keep you. May his face shine upon you and give you peace. Thanks for the visit. We enjoyed it thoroughly. Thanks for the gifts what ever they are and thanks for encouraging the young people. Lord knows they need it. Remember to bring Michelle and the girls next time. Love you always

Post script

I have a politically shy friend who wrote this lovely piece about Barack but will not share publicly. I think it is too nice for it to be kept between both of us. Thanks for sharing with me and forgive me for sharing with others. She describes Barack as America’s Michael Manley. (My words)
” It’s the quality of the man that we admire. Many persons; black, white and brown; think America just got up and voted because Barack was black but it was the quality of this particular black man.
“We” love Barack’s sincerity, we love that he loves his wife and children. we love that he married a black woman. We love that he loved his mother and grandparents. we love that he has leadership qualities. We love his inspirational speeches.

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Hello world!

Hello World indeed! How do we survive? How are we going to survive in a world of hate; a world where we do not care for our fellow man; a world where we have no respect for opinions other than our own?

I dream as Martin Luther King and John Lonnon did of a world:

  • with peace, respect,
  • “no possessions,
  • no need for greed or hunger,
  • a brotherhood of man,
  • where each can coexist though very different.
  • where as Haile Selassie says a world where the colour of a man’s skin is of no more significance than the colour of his eyes.

What a wonderful place this would be.

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