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02.09.07 |
All Saints Church |
"Life is not fair":
I don’t
know how many times I’ve stood in front of grieving family and
friends and acknowledged: “We’re all asking the question ‘why?’” |
Rev. Tony Higton |
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"Life is Not Fair"
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She was only 18 months old, but by the
time I heard about her she had died of cancer. I took the
funeral with a tiny white coffin.
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The 38 year old mother of two young
boys was a really friendly and pleasant person, a regular
churchgoer. She contracted a brain tumour and, despite all
our prayers, she died.
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I shall always remember the two graves
side by side under a big oak tree in the churchyard. That
family had lost not one but two small children.
These are three of the many tragic situations I have been
called into as a clergyman over the years. What can you say? Not
pious platitudes, that’s for sure.
I don’t know how many times I’ve stood in
front of grieving family and friends and acknowledged: “We’re
all asking the question ‘why?’”
And what is the answer?
On the other hand, I often stand before
congregations and state the fundamental fact in Christianity is
that God is so loving, so infinitely and eternally loving that
he is love.
But how do I reconcile the perfect love of
God with the tragedies in innocent people’s lives? Is it
possible to do so with integrity?
Or is it the case that such tragedies,
which can be multiplied millions of times, indicate that there
is no God, certainly not a God of love such as Christians
believe.
Time after time I have met people who have
lost their faith because of such an experience. What is my
reaction? Is it to criticise or to “preach” at them? No,
certainly not. That would only make things worse.
By the time you read this I shall have
reached the 40th anniversary of my ordination. On
Sunday September 24th 1967, I was ordained in the
beautiful Norman Minster in Southwell. One early experience
after donning a clerical collar, was being greeted (as a 24 year
old) by a middle aged man: “Good morning, sir.” I looked round
to see who he was talking to! Then I realised it was me! I had
suddenly become “sir”!
It was always fascinating to see how I was
treated as a clergyman. We always used to say that wearing a dog
collar was the best way to get an empty railway carriage. Some
people didn’t know how to treat me. What do you say to a vicar?
Others would try to shock me, thinking I’d lived a sheltered
life.
So back to the issue of innocent
suffering. You can’t criticise God to a vicar, or can you? You
can’t express your doubts and resentment to a vicar, or can
you?
Well, you can to this one, and I hope you
will, if you have been wrestling with the pain, rage and
frustration of injustice, loss and isolation of innocent
suffering and tragedy. There aren’t neat, glib answers but it
helps to talk. I can only hint at part of my response, and it is
cross-shaped.
This autumn we are majoring on trying to
offer support for those who are facing all this. We’ll open up
the subject at Pints of View, in the House on the Green on
Tuesday October 2nd at 8.00pm.
We’ll address it in greater depth at a
Public Meeting in South Wootton First School on Wednesday
November 7th.
Of course, these meetings are not just for
those who have suffered personal tragedy but for all who are
concerned about suffering in the world.
Also my colleagues and I are more than
ready to talk privately, even confidentially, if that will
help.
In the two meetings we’ll look at the
question whether the Problem of Evil disproves God’s existence,
then we’ll move on to the question of how can we cope with
personal tragedy emotionally. Some may be more concerned about
the former, others with the latter.
Why not come along, privately if you wish,
and see if you can receive some help and healing? You’re more
than welcome. And you can be honest.
Tony Higton |