Archive for September, 2009

Saint Michael & all angels

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

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A few garbled thoughts on this feast of S. Michael and all angels. Firstly to say how I am always surprised that this great Feast, popularly called Michaelmas, is not a Solemnity. It seems to me that it should be, but then who am I to argue against the teaching of Mother Church! But regardless of its lesser ranking in the Kalendar it nevertheless remains a wonderful feast to remind us that God has created a vast spiritual realm of which we are but a tiny part. Furthermore this realm often breaks, or irrupts, into this world to the glory of God and for the benefit of mankind.

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Scripture teaches that angels exist but, in all honesty, it tells us little about them. Whilst the Arch-angel Gabriel, for example, plays a major role in the incarnation we are not specifically given anything informative about his nature or appearence. Elsewhere Jesus speaks of them as rejoicing over penitent sinners and he warns against hurting children because their angels behold the face of God. Note then that angels are plentiful in scripture but that we nevertheless learn little about them!

So if we know so little about these mysterious beings what interest are they to us today? What is the value of keeping this feast of the Holy Angels? Well firstly angels keep us in check! When we consider how the angels are ranked above us in created order we are made humble and learn to appreciate our limitations. It is a good thing for us humans to know our place.

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Secondly, since it is the common belief that demons are angels who have fallen from grace and abandoned God, they remind us that the higher we are the lower we can fall. This is worth pondering. The greater our natural gifts and talents, the greater the damage if we turn them to bad ends. The more we have been given, the more will be expected of us. And yet no matter how powerful or special we think we are, God will only work in us and for us if we are connected to him in prayer.

Finally don’t forget that angels can be seperated into various categories each with different callings and abilities. According to tradition there are nine orders (or choirs) of angels. The lowest order, called simply angels, are God’s messengers and envoys to (and guardians of) the human race. The highest order, the seraphim, devote themselves to contemplating God, beholding Him face to face, and loving and praising Him. Each order helps to reveal and declare God’s glory to the order below. There have been disputes in history as to the exact ranking of the order of angelic host but they might be listed: Seraphim, Cherubim, Thrones, Dominions, Principalities, Powers, virtues, arch-angels, angels.

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Less than five weeks

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

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Where has the time gone? It is now less than five weeks until the birth of baby Tomlinson #2 and what a contrast in atmosphere there is in our house as compared with this stage first time round! Three years ago every baby book known to man was being read, conflicting advice considered, scrapped then reconsidered, equipment was nervously stockpiled (much of which was never used!) and NCT (national childbirth trust) classes were being attended under the strictest of orders. (These proved quite amusing, especially with the simulations of childbirth and the knitted breasts complete with nipples amd mastitis lumps!!!) Every day of the pregnancy was monitored and we parents huddled together in trepidation at what might lie ahead…..such is the lot of first timers!

This time round the days are flying past, barely noticed as Jemima demands our attention, and what equipment we do not possess can be purchased when needed! No courses need attending, though if one existed for Jemima we might consider! She is going to be very upset when she realises that the real baby is not, as she has decided, coverd in pink hair, made of plastic or called Pink-Polly!! But even with these strange prediction, it is certainly much easier expecting a second child, and though I am under no illusions as to how much more challenging life is going to be, there is a calm excitement growing as the big day draws close. Please pray for all children in the womb and for expectant mothers. And prepare to be over fed with baby photographs just as soon as the birth is upon us!

NB: by the way the photograph is not Hayley but one gleaned from the web!

Welcoming West Kent’s Hindus

Monday, September 28th, 2009

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Yesterday evening there was a most unusual blend of incense wafting in the air above S. Barnabas’ church! From the Church itself came the Prinknash we Christians used for the meditative service of Evensong and Benediction. But from the parish hall came a sweeter and heavier scent being used by the West Kent Hindus, who gathered together for a special festival. As ever they were a warm, welcoming and friendly bunch and it was a pleasure to allow them to use our facilities. The ladies danced beautifully and were a feast for the eyes in their many coloured and patterned garments. But can any of you earn the brownie points and tell me which festival was actually being celebrated?

Welcome Emily Grace

Sunday, September 27th, 2009

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As mentioned last week, Emily Grace, second youngest regular member of S. Barnabas’ congregation (the youngest dwells in my wife’s womb) was baptised into the family of God this morning much to the delight of the whole congregation. Rather co-incidently, whilst her brother Joseph’s name appears next to Jemima’s in the baptism register, it now looks increasingly likely that Emily’s will also be next to a Tomlinson as there are, currently, no baptisms planned until the new year.

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So please pray for Emily Grace, who was a very good girl this morning as she received the gift of God’s Holy Spirit. And thank you to Nicola and Duncan (mummy and daddy) for supplying a delicious cake for us to share in the hall afterwards. It was another very happy morning at S. Barnabas’ church as we rejoiced together as a family.

Return to Homerton College

Saturday, September 26th, 2009

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I have not returned to Homerton College much since my first stay at Cambridge ended in 1996. But yesterday evening I did just that in order to celebrate the retirement of Dr. Peter Raby; Head of drama, Vice-Principal of the college, ‘Nigel Haversesque’ charmer and all-round top chap! Peter not only showed great patience in tutoring me during my interesting youth, he also acted as referee when I went forward for the priesthood. He was quite suited to this purpose having trained at Westcott himself before changing direction and heading into life as a University academic.

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Joining me were a great throng of contempories from the drama department and the fun that ensued lasted well into the early hours. Great fun but, my goodness, what has happened to the boys?! Hair has vanished, midrifts expanded and wrinkles have appeared. Fortunately the ladies looked charming as ever! The blue, silver and pink tie that you see belongs to ‘The Blaggards’, a gentleman’s drinking society which was open to those who played two cuppas sports. I was initiated in 1993 having played rugby, football and cricket for the college. Not that I was terribly good you understand, there were only a handful of men in the college! The motto of the Blaggards is ‘Cum Dubitas Bibi Fortissime’!

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I must say I was staggered by how much Homerton has changed, and for the better. Half the college has been sold off and redeveloped and the money generated has been ploughed into new accomodation blocks, library, bar and kitchens. In addition the college which was solely based around education in my day, comprising 10 women for every man (!!) is now more balanced in both curriculum and intake. For the first ever time there are now more men than women and a whole variety of courses are offered as Homerton establishes itself as a major University College. In my day it always felt a little behind and had the ambiance of being a big girls boarding school! so here is to Homerton College, Dr. Raby and many old friends. I return early in need of a very good sleep before the Sunday services are upon us.

Bonkers Britain at it again!

Friday, September 25th, 2009

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Do you like this photograph, which shows my gorgeous girl admiring a horse, astride an ass and enjoying an afternoon at the petting farm? Well such moments might become a thing of the past if, due to one or two incidents of non-fatal sickness, the bureaucrats and over zealous parents of 21st Century Britain succeed in segregating children and farm animals forever!

What nonsense! And what a sign of the lily-livered, over pampered and pathetic bunch of fear-filled fools the populace of Britain is becoming! Why do we have to live with such fear? Why do we react such hysteria, fuelled by an irresponsible media, whenever misfortune arises? And why do we delude ourselves that we can somehow eradicate all risk and misfortune in life?

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Is it not lamentable, even laughable, that whilst half the world’s children sleep with such animals on a daily basis, the precious of the UK now demand that many a charming attraction closes forever? You might have guessed I deplore such knee-jerked over reaction and can assure you that I shall be taking Jemima to Godstone Farm (if it re-opens) or another local petting farm this Monday in solidarity with common sense! We might contemplate this rather familiar scene and wonder if that too might be banned, for fear of teaching bad practice?!

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In many ways we can link this story to the over reaction from the Church of England following the outbreak of swine flu. Where previous generations sipped the precious blood through plague, Spanish flu pandemic and amidst the outbreak of HIV…one hint of mild sickness and the present lot withdrew the chalice under order of the Archbishop of Canterbury! Forget the delicious irony of watching protestants receive in one kind only, this was hysterical over reaction. Hence at S. Barnabas we have quietly ignored the rule. Did we lose half the congregation to death? Were all of us laid out on our sick bed? Of course not, nothing out of the ordinary happened at all. Proof, if it were needed, that the directive was a knee jerk reaction which could, and should, have been avoided.

Christians take note. Life involves risk. We may get sick, we may die, we may slip and hurt ourselves. Rather than seeking financial compensation or litigating against our neighbour, instead of making pointless rulings and endorsing a nanny state…we should take stock of reality. Let us not be a people of fear and panic but a people of confidence and calmness. Amidst all the noisy hysteria of the 21st Century, we must listen carefully for that still small voice of calm.

Papal visit in 2010

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

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I was overjoyed to hear that the holy father is to visit Britain in 2010. Why? Well three reasons spring to mind:

1) It is undoubtedly a good thing for all Catholic Christians, regardless of denomination, who can recognise the Pope as the leader of Western Christendom. It is thus a great honour and the cause of great celebration.

2) It is going to raise the profile of the church in the media and thus the mind of the poplulace at large. Again this can only be a wonderful thing.l

3) There is going to be an awful lot of fantastic ‘tat’ on sale for those with a love of garish devotional items!

+Fulham’s council

Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009

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Today I make my way to Highbury and Islington for the Bishop of Fulham’s council meeting. These meetings are always enjoyable occasions when we can discuss things openly with our bishop as we seek to advance the Anglo-Catholic life within the Church of England. Our last meeting led to a most fruitful discussion at the following Fulham clergy gathering, a great summary of which can be found in the most recent edition of New Directions.

Amongst other things we debated youth work, vocations and how to encourage a more visible women’s ministry within our wing of the church. I really do hope the discussion will lead to action as these things are all vitally important to our future. I have no idea what today’s meeting will cover but I do know it will be nice to spend time with my brethren and be spoiled once again by Judi who produces the most delicious luncheons.

Bumper Baptisms!

Tuesday, September 22nd, 2009

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2009 has seen more children baptised in our local church than during any other year in recent memory. Rather beautifully the great majority of these, there have been over twenty, came during the Easter Season when we were thanking God for his gift of new life. But September has also seen the font and baldicchino working overtime! For two weeks ago we baptised Matthew and last Sunday we baptised Ava alongside two members of our Sunday School, Findlay and Callum. Those charming chaps are pictured here with mum, Rosie, and dad, David, following the Mass at which the sacrament was administered.

This coming Sunday the youngest regular member of S. Barnabas church, baby Emily Grace, is due to be baptised. It is certain to be another day of great joy as we admit her into God’s family. But however small she may be, Emily will not be the youngest member for much longer, as it is now less than six weeks until the birth of baby Tomlinson (yikes!!) And then there will be another baptism to organise to which everyone is warmly invited. How wonderful that God’s family continues to grow from year to year and how wonderful that S. Barnabas continues to be so richly blessed with growth and new life.

Ejukasheeon innit?

Monday, September 21st, 2009

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University students in the UK should pay more for their loans and accept higher tuition fees as "inevitable", says a report from business leaders. What a load of utter tosh, so typical of our deliberately blind society and stemming from a complete refusal to understand how the education system should work and where it is going wrong in our day. If we only ran universities as funded centres of learning, instead of self financing businesses, reserving entry for the truly academically gifted alone, then the problems would vanish overnight.

So forget the insane vision being proposed, crippling our young people with even more debt is simply ludicrous. How can encouraging future generations to live beyond their means be conducive to a healthy society? And how will we ever inspire graduates to take up poorly paid but essential vocations, such as charity work, the priesthood, nursing etc.. if they have mountains of debt to pay off?

Instead we should return to the wisdom of previous generations...you know those days when this nation was not run by a moronic money obsessed bureaucracy that seems hell-bent on turning us into a banana republic. Let me tell a story to explain what I mean...
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...Once upon a time, in the early 1960's, a young lad raised in a low-income one parent family on the 'Sherwood Estate' in Tunbridge Wells held no fears about his ability to enter University. He did not need oodles of money to cover fees, food and accomodation, because the government grant easily covered such things. There was not much left over perhaps but, even so, no-one went short of beer!

And social class was no barrier to entry, all that was needed was evidence of hard work and genuine academic promise. Now we do here need to accept the lamentable fact that remains true today -life is harsh and many lower classed children were at a disadvantage if their own families were dysfunctional. But nevertheless, anyone getting the grades could get in! And because this priveledge was reserved for the few, they were guaranteed a job on leaving, such was the demand for graduates in the market place. I know this to be true because the lad I write about is not fictional he was and is my own father.

Fast forward to 1992 and his son gained entry into University, only now the policy of the last few decades had kicked in and was messing up our education system altogether. It has only got worse in the meantime. Instead of funding on merit, academic institutions are now driven by economic forces. Students = source of income and so the entry bar was lowered simply to fill the coffers. Now add to this lamentable fact the very confused notion of inclusivity that argues that everyone has a ‘right’ to attend and the nonsense of today emerges.

Suddenly anyone and everyone goes to University, regardless of the value of the course or its impact on life. And of course there is subsequently much, much less funding to go around. Hence in 1992 I received the exact same grant as my father had thirty years before me. Only this time it barely covered accommodation fees meaning that huge debt was totally unavoidable...that is unless you were fortunate enough to come from a very wealthy family. How ironic, the so called 'inclusive' policy is leading to a system in which only the rich or foolish can afford to attend.

So now we have a university system in which money has overtaken merit and learning as the driving force behind university. I was lucky to get in before things got really bad, and even then it took the generosity of others and hard work to return to an even keel. The rich/poor divide is being driven further apart in broken Britain and so many clever children from lower income families will soon be deprived of educational opportunity. It stinks and it is not fair! Meanwhile less intelligent loafers will spend three years living out a hedenistic existence studying such futile ‘degrees’ as Madonna studies…and I do NOT refer to the Mother of God!

So let us be honest about the real problems facing society. We need to love and value those of all abilities and none. We need to give good advice to school leavers and help them value a move to work as much as entry to University. We need to teach youngsters that debt is a terrible thing. And we need to return to an affordable, merit based selection policy that rewards the bright regardless of family wealth. Then we might just get back to living in a nation in which degrees and school qualifications are actually worth the paper they are written on!