(a) from Every Nation Kneeling, a collection of services edited by Rev Will Hayes of Chatham. This reading is by Ernest Crosby and has the title, "On, to the City of God!"
Our highest truths are but half-truths,
Think not to settle down for ever on any truth.
Make us of it as a tent in which to pass a summer night,
But build no house of it, or it will be your tomb.
When you find the old truth irksome and confining,
When you first have an inkling of its insufficiency,
When you begin to descry a dim counter-truth looming up beyond.
Then weep not, but give thanks.
It is the Lord's voice, whispering:
"Take up thy bed and walk."
(b) TS Elliott: “1. What we call a beginning is often the end and to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is where we start from. 2. We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.”
(c) Willard S. Krabill: “Those who are mentally and emotionally healthy are those who have learned when to say yes, when to say no, and when to say whoopee!”
Sermon:
Cycles of Life
Those who know me well enough to know of my life-long interest in cycling may have thought, when they saw the sermon title, that I would be speaking about all the bikes I have owned over the years. Cycling has, in fact, been one of the abiding patterns in my life, a life of many changes over the decades. This pattern, cycling, has stayed with me partly because of newly developing priorities along my path of life: (a) starting with the freedom to explore larger areas of my childhood and later university neighbourhoods, but then (b) the need to make every penny count, later followed by (c) ecological concerns and finally (d) concerns to keep the body in reasonable shape.
But, No, I'm not going to be talking about the joys of bicycling today -- but I can't resist sharing a pithy proverb with you that I heard many years ago and which seems to bear on my very busy life: It’s a sort of “what my Granny taught me” saying: Blessed are those who run around in circles, for they shall be called Big Wheels!
I start my address proper today observing that at many levels change is a watchword of our lives today: (a) as a denomination we are just over one year into a period of real change, with a new governance structure and since April a new Chief Executive; (b) likewise here in St Mark’s the ‘old’ (well, maybe not really all that old) minister and associate minister have demitted office, a guest minister arrives this week, and an interim minister has been chosen to start in September; (c) in Scottish politics the traditional Labour party hegonomy has been shaken to its core and a nationalist First Minister and administration are in place; (d) in British politics the outgoing Prime Minister continues on his lengthy, expensive farewell vanity tour and the incoming Prime Minister waits impatiently as he goes through a show trial as senseless as any devised by Moscow during the Cold War.
Some things, unfortunately, seem to be heading in a constant and consistent direction – you all know my attitude to our beleaguered Prime Minister’s decision to send our military forces into war in cooperation with the United States and a small number of other countries but in contravention of international law without specific UN authorisation for such a move. Whatever our feelings on the justice or wisdom of this action (or lack thereof),, and Unitarians are not quite of one mind on this,, we all recognize that the mistakes made by allied leadership have resulted in civilian and military casualties on a scale totally disproportionate to the declared aims of our attacks. I will not directly address this issue today although some of what I say may be relevant, particularly about learning from patterns of experience.
A bit more personally, my grandchildren are now speaking as well as haring about everywhere with an energy that is frightening and an inquisitiveness that is daunting. We all know about the natural tendency of parents and grandparents to spend a good year or so encouraging children to speak and then the next 18 years encouraging them to be quiet!
Theoretically retired now for two and a half years, I find myself as busy as ever – and truthfully would not have it otherwise even when I complain occasionally of overload. Barbara and I are now giving very serious thought to what is in our long-term best interests regarding housing and our future health prospects. This might mean us returning to Scotland or it might mean staying in Wales – a big decision for us but also for our families.
So, recognizing that all these changes and many others are a continuing part of life, both recent and pending, my thoughts have turned to change, entry to and exit from situations, holding on and letting go, what to throw out (both from my bookcases and from my active interests), attachment and detachment, in short, the cycles of change and patterns in life that are paradoxically always with us.
I digress briefly to recall that when I was minister with the Glasgow Unitarians some 20 years ago, there was a fascinating item in the news that must have given thousands of ministers a useful sermon illustration for several weeks. It was about an accident involving a cruise liner. In this incident, the ship was far out to sea when a woman (I don't recall her real name but let's call her Mrs MacSmith) fell overboard one night without being noticed. In fact it was several hours later that she was missed and a bit longer before it was realised that she had probably fallen overboard. What to do? The captain ordered the ship to retrace its course and sure enough, after several hours they found her! The amazing thing, for me, was not that they found Mrs MacSmith, but that when they found her she was swimming steadily in the direction of the ship's path.
Now that was a brave woman! In the middle of nowhere with no special equipment and she swims after the ship lights that were receding steadily until they were well out of sight. And she kept on swimming even when they disappeared. Mrs MacSmith was also a lucky woman -- no sharks in the neighbourhood, tolerable water temperature and weather, a captain brave enough to turn the ship around, .......
One of the dividing points that anthropologists and sociologists use to describe societies is the division between those that believe in linear time and those that believe in cyclical time, roughly speaking between those who see life as oriented to a specific goal (e.g. to get to heaven) and those who see life as a series of unending repetitions with the hope of some day, some how, exiting from the cycles. Generally speaking, Judaism, Christianity, and Islam base their life-views on linear time, while Hinduism and Buddhism base their views on cyclical time. This difference can also be expressed in astronomical terms between those who think that the force of gravity holding our expanding universe together is too weak and the universe will continue to expand under the influence of mysterious dark force until the energy runs out, and those who think that gravity is strong enough to stop the expansion of the bubble formed at the Big Bang and everything will collapse back to the "Centre", perhaps to restart with slightly different characteristics in the next Bang.
The Buddhist laws of inevitable change and suffering through attachment have meant a lot in my personal theological development -- much more than any personal drive to achieve an exalted status at death -- but I've also found a "goal-less" ethic doesn't suit me. Without trying to deny others the rights to their own choices about destiny, I am convinced that it is possible to specify (clearly enough to be useful guides) the blockages to developing personal freedom and group support; and then to act to remove these barriers, whether we are talking about literacy, poverty, illness, natural disasters, or more cultural specific subjects like economic and political justice. We do this, I hope, with some trepidation, for others who are affected by this cannot always give us feedback and enter into equal dialogue about their situations, but to be faithful to our own searchings, we have to come to some answers, tentative though they be, to move on to the next step.
And this brings me back to cycles, for without cycles of some sort, we couldn't see patterns, we couldn't abstract points of comparative similarity from different events. We couldn't extend our personal sympathies outward to include others in "similar" situations if every situation were unique in virtually all its aspects. Perhaps it would help to drag up an image from one of my previous existences, when I was a maths teacher. It is also the image that scientists tell us is at the heart of life: the helix -- a three-dimensional figure like wire wrapped on the outside of a cylinder. Because, like some short story by Herman Hesse, we go through various adventures in life and wind up back where we started.
But,, not quite where we started, for we have changed on the way -- we have increased in understanding or sensitivity, or maybe even in prejudice, but we have changed and therefore the total situation which includes us is different. Even our perceptions, having been shaped by our incremental experiences, will mean that we exist in a new reality.
If we as human beings, ever get to a stage where perceptions cannot change/develop, if we ever come to feel that we have so much of the Truth that others' contributions couldn't make a ha'penth of difference, if we ever stop trying to develop sensitivity to the patterns of events that we experience and observe, it will be time to leave this existence. Life requires change and openness to change -- not in everything, at least not everything at the same time, but essential openness to change. When one life reaches it's end, new life has to join the dance so new steps can be created and learnt. And this is the secret of human progress: we have BOTH our obligations to the future, to provide the wisdom we have accumulated and ALSO to provide the freedom for the next cycle to sense new patterns. James Luther Adams, a Unitarian and one of the great American philosophers of religion, wrote about the prophethood of all believers -- not in the sense of foretelling specific events but in the sense of being sensitive to the emerging patterns of the future era as we move towards it.
My grandchildren's world will be vastly different from the one of my upbringing. Of course, transmitting the patterns that I have found meaningful and that their mother and father have found meaningful, is part of sensitising them to see the cycles themselves. What sort of patterns do we emphasise as we shape the potentials and leave in place the barriers they will come across? Whatever the decisions of the political and economically powerful, we have the power to help shape the perceptions that can change the world. We can provide both patterns and inspiration to compensate for the mistakes we have made so that those patterns, pollution, greed, war, do not need to be blindly copied.
For us, our basic tools are not answers (necessary as these are), but guiding principles or processes. But we should have the courage to say to our children and grandchildren what our tentative answers are and this is where our principles come in.
When we are asked what we believe, the questioner usually wants an answer with specific content, while we Unitarians want to provide an answer in more general terms. Discovering and testing, however, can be draining activities and a real serious moral struggle every morning as to whether or not to brush our teeth would be ridiculous, so I, for instance, would say that I think it's a good thing to brush my teeth after breakfast even when I’m too rushed or forget; But we Unitarians are good at speculation and rationality and can easily make a long song and dance about water fluouridation, dentistry as a business rather than public service, the ethics of the sugar industry, .... you name it, we can find some way to drag it into consideration, especially if it helps us to avoid giving a clear answer. But recognising patterns in our lives means seeing the answers we come to as well as asking questions.
To have the courage of one's convictions is part of our ideal of the integrity we seek between ideal and real -- the matching of what we think is best to what we actually do. And this is not unique to Unitarians. The only claim we have to a relatively unique approach is to say that even as we dedicate ourselves to living out our highest ideals, AT THE SAME TIME we dedicate ourselves to the possibility that our highest ideals can be improved and this means the change (destruction?) of what we consider the best we have, in order to get The Better.
So let us return to lucky, courageous Mrs MacSmith and give thanks for her that to the list of items that enabled her courage to be effective, we can add that someone cared for her enough when she was younger to teach her, not how to hold on to a life-preserver, but how to swim.

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