This Sunday we’ll be keeping St Luke in both my parishes, – and my splendid curate, whose secular work is as a mental health professional, will be preaching on healing in its widest sense of wholeness and restoration for communities as well as individuals, in preparation for a quiet healing service in the evening. If I were standing in the pulpit myself, I’d want to link that in with the theme of the evangelist as the bringer of peace to communities (and maybe ask myself a few hard questions about when is the time to shake the dust)…
However, you may well be looking at Trinity 19,, a quite different set of readings. If I were preaching these, I might want to consider our need to be recognised as special, represented by the “me first” clamour of James and John, and I would probably have told the stories of one or two quiet saints I’ve known, who washed, unnoticed, the feet of everyone whom they encountered. I’d invite the congregations to consider those who minister like that among us, and to ask themselves what sort of ministry they are called to. I’d pick up the theme of kenosis, of God’s self emptying, that we find in the Hebrews passage and I hope we would sing the Servant Song, which reminds us of how very hard it can be to accept ministry too
“Brother, sister, let me serve you
Let me be as Christ to you
Pray that I may have the grace
To let you be my servant too”
That’s where I am this morning – as I rush off to the first of this week’s funerals…What about you…Evagelism? healing? kenosis?….or a different direction entirely?……..