Saturday, September 4, 2010

Desmond Tutu (From 25-07-10)



















This week saw the announcement that Desmond Tutu, the first black South African Anglican Archbishop of Capetown, is going to complete the task of "retiring" that he first began in 1996, and will be withdrawing from his public life.

My first experience of this man, came a few years ago. I was working for a missions organisation with a focus on the art of reconciliation and had come across his name particularly during a week of lectures looking at forgiveness.

I was walking on the street and saw his book "No Future Without Forgiveness" in the window of a charity shop. Intrigued by the title, and the fact I was working in forgiveness initiatives at the time, I took it up to the till to take it home. A South African accent, in the shape of a middle aged woman greeted me there, with a story of how happy she was to see this book go, after watching it sitting in the shop window for weeks. Further discussion uncovered that this woman's mother was a childhood friend of Tutu, who, until her death a few years before, had received a bouquet of flowers from the Archbishop every year on her birthday. Armed now with a book, but also a personal insight into the man behind the legend of Desmond Tutu, I delved in to see what more I could discover of this man.

I inhaled the book, newly convinced (if I wasn't before) and inspired by the importance of forgiveness. But also intrigued by a man who, among a career filled with incredible achievement, crowned it off in his appointment by Nelson Mandela to be co-chairperson of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission of SA. Tutu brought a humility and selflessness to the role that another man may have struggled to acheive. Only one such as Tutu could take the helm of such an enormous undertaking leading it, not just to its conclusion, but to the healing of countless individuals lives, and a nation as a whole.

The job of the TRC was to hear stories. To get to the truth of what happened. People would tell the stories of what they had done or what had been done to them, in exchange for amnesty from prosecution. Inevitably, this brought families face to face with murderers and anger could flare up. But thankfully, so did forgiveness.

Many onlookers from the international community may have expected retribution by the oppressed South Africans after the fall of the apartheid regime. After all, they had suffered for decades, in what was considered a modern part of the globe under archaic rules, segregation and division. So, the world stood back in awe of the example of a few men, leaders, who chose instead another way.

Instead of retribution, forgiveness. Instead of the cycle of anger, the choice for peace.

How was it that a few men were able to lead a nation to this forgiveness? For Desmond Tutu at least, he makes it clear that his sole motivation for choosing this path comes only from the one who first forgave us.

Forgiveness was at the heart of Christ's message of Earth, and is at the very core of the Gospel that we preach and live our lives by.

Following the giving of the Lord's Prayer in Matthew 6, it is the verse about forgiveness that Jesus gives extra time to. Explaining exactly what he means by it, and emphasising its importance.

And at the moment of the first appearance of the risen Christ in John 20, when the disciples were locked up tight for fear of reprisals over their connections to Him, it is of nothing less than forgiveness and peace that Jesus chooses to call them to. Of all of the key points and theological arguments Jesus spoke in his 3 year ministry. Forgiveness is the one he chooses to return to at this moment.

I am the first in need of hearing this message of forgiveness. We live in a world where things can be done against us on any given day. I find forgiveness particularly difficult on the road. When I'm cut off, or given attitude in the car by other drivers, that anger, or sense of the need for some sort of justice, can follow me for the rest of the journey, if not the day! It can stew within me, and take control of my feelings. What might have been a good day can quickly become a bad one.

But often the wounds that linger the longest are the ones that come from friends, family, those we trust. We can utter the words "I forgive you" and really mean them in the moment, but the bitterness is not always gone for good. Our work is not complete. Tomorrow, if it flares up again, we have to remember to forgive all over again. It takes remembering every day to really mean those words. Every time hurt feelings and bitterness rise up within us, it's a new choice. Forgiveness is a journey. It is not a single event.

May each of us be on this journey. May we begin to learn how to let go of our bitterness and anger and replace them instead with forgiveness, and love. And may we thank the Lord for examples that we have to guide and to inspire us. Examples such as Desmond Tutu. And may his retirement from the public life be long, leisure filled, and full of the love that he has inspired those around him to.

Reflection on Wimbledon (from 27-6-10)

This week is a world famous suburb on the South side of the city of London, something remarkable happened. Something that has never been seen before, and in the aftermath since, people have claimed, will never be seen again.

A Frenchman and an American, John Isner, and Nicholas Mahut played a Titanic game of tennis, far outstripping anything that has ever been seen before and breaking almost every record in the books.

So far did they exceed the expectations, that the scoreboard on the courtside actually stopped working, as it had only been programmed to reach the maximum score of 47 all. By the end of the match, the comptetitors would have played no less than an additional 46 games.

Such a mammoth task was this, that on watching it, it was clear to see that every last ounce of strength was being sapped from these two men. But still they kept going, playing to see the sun set and time called on not just one, but two evenings.

Sometimes, perhaps we feel like we are at the end of our ropes. Like the situations we face and the worries that we come up against are like this meeting of tennis greats, never going to end. We can't see the light at the end of the tunnel, we can't seem to lift our eyes to even look for a spark of hope. Life can be hard, and sometimes perhaps we long to just be able to bury our heads in our arms and hope that it all goes away.

It can feel like it is taking everything within us to just keep our heads above the water.

Today, we are celebrate the baptism of a child, the welcoming of an individual into the life of the Christian faith. One of my favourite parts of the Anglican baptism service is the following 3 lines:

"Live as a disciple of Christ,
Fight the good fight,
finish the race, keep the faith."

This exhortation to the one we are welcoming into our fold is to keep and embrace the faith he is coming into, but not just that, but to continue in it, struggle through and finish with his faith intact.

This is what it means to be a follower of God. That we persevere. Pushing through limits that even we are unsure we are able to make. Going beyond the expectations of not only ourselves, but those who are watching on.

Thankfully, unlike those two men on the tennis courts, we are not left to push through alone. God has not abandonned us to fight the fight and run our race solo.

In Isaiah 40 it talks about how God is the one who restores the strength of the weary, that for those who hope in the Lord

"they will run and not grow weary, they walk and not grow faint"

This is the hope that we have. That even in our darkest of moments, when it feels like all is said and done, that we can look to the one who brings hope and refreshment in these situations.

May we all know this renewing side to the One who is the lifter of our heads and the refresher of our souls.