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Sermon for Easter
4 - Sunday 21st April 2013
Acts 9.36-43
John 10.22-30

Do any of you keep diaries??? And do you revisit them after a
period of years and read what you have written? Like me, do you
sometimes marvel at the things that seemed of such importance
and significance at the time - but which, with the benefit of
hindsight, you know were just part of the ordinary stuff of life???
I don't exactly keep a diary
- but I do keep a record of the sermons that I preach - and of
course the readings come round on a three year cycle. So at the
moment I can go back and see what was occupying my mind on this
Sunday in years gone past
And back in 2001 - the fourth
Sunday of Easter, - I was preparing to baptise a little girl
- India - the first baptism that I carried out as a brand new
Incumbent in my first parish. Astonishing to think that she -
wherever she is - will now be becoming a teenager!
All these years on, and lo
and behold, I am again preparing to baptise a little girl - this
time Anabelle Eve - who will be coming here later today with
Mum and Dad and quite a lot of her friends and relatives to celebrate
an important step in her young life.
Now Anabelle is just over a
year old - and you don't have to be an expert in child development
(and I am certainly not that!) to know that at that age she will
know a lot of what is going on around her. She will also know
that I am not Mum or Dad - or Granny or Granddad for that matter
- so I won't be surprised if she protests rather loudly when
this strange woman grabs her and pours water on her head!
But she will also be beginning
to get to know something far more important than the familiar
sound of family voices. She will be beginning to get to know
the sound of God reaching out to her. For that is what baptism
is all about really. Acknowledging that, growing up in a Christian
household, Anabelle will need to get to know and recognise when
God, when Jesus, has something for her to hear - something to
which she should listen.
God calls to us. Constantly.
God calls to us in our childhood - as adults - as older people.
And at the end of our life, God calls us home to join him. And
those who have learned to listen to his voice and appreciate
the love with which he calls, will make that final journey full
of confidence and reassurance that nothing bad could possibly
await them.
Listening for a familiar voice
We all do it. How often, when you pick up the phone and someone
says "Hello - it's me" at the other end; how often
do you know automatically who is calling? Before they even tell
you their name
.? And I am not counting those of you who
might have those fancy phones that identify the caller's number
and give you the name - that's cheating for the purposes of this
talk! Someone you know, someone you love is instantly recognisable
by the tone of voice, the inflexion used, the particular way
the speaker addresses us.
Do you remember the story of
Mary of Magdala in the garden that we listened to a few weeks
ago? How she recognised the Lord, not by his looks, but by his
voice? When he spoke her name? "Mary" - it couldn't
be anyone else and she immediately responds - "Rabouni -
Master" - even though logic tell her that it cannot be Jesus
- for he died on the cross. The sound of his voice is so powerful
that she cannot help but respond.
Well that is what happens when
we know God intimately. The more we study him through scripture;
the more we get to know him in our lives by learning alongside
other people; the more we learn to see him in other people -
the easier it gets to hear when he calls our name. When there
is a task that God wants us to undertake in his name and for
his glory.
The sheep follow the shepherd
because his voice means safety - means nourishment - means protection
from danger. If even sheep (not always the brightest of animals!)
can get to know the shepherd by the sound of his voice alone,
how much more should we - who can take positive steps to get
to know God in Jesus Christ - how much more should we know and
respond to God's call?
Peter listened - even after
he thought he had betrayed his friend and that he would never
be trusted again. Peter listened and found forgiveness and a
commission. Peter was to tend the sheep in Jesus' place.
Peter received the confidence
to heal and even to raise Tabitha from the dead in the name of
Jesus Christ. Tabitha heard her name being called by Christ -
through Peter. And she couldn't help but respond.
I hope those who will make
promises for baby Anabelle today will teach her to listen hard
and get to know that lovely voice - bringing security, reassurance,
nourishment.
I have just spent most of this
week talking to potential vicars - ordinary men and women who
feel that God has been urging them to answer his call in a particular
way and to offer themselves for ordained ministry. They come
in all shapes and sizes and varied in age from 22 to 54.
It may surprise you to learn that the Church does not just take
at face value anyone who asks to be ordained? There is a long
process of discernment, culminating in a week - like the one
just past - when the candidates have to come together in a group
and be interviewed by experienced clergy and lay people who will
try and assess how genuine their sense of calling is, whether
their own instincts have been supported by other people in the
churches where they worship currently or in the past, and whether
they have the intellectual strengths and personal qualities and
robustness to take on the role of being the ordained minister
in a community in future. And, having got through our panel of
interviews, they will then face 2 -3 years of training before
a bishop somewhere agrees to ordain them for the ministry in
which they seek to serve. Some will be in established churches
like this one. Some will be Pioneer ministers - setting up brand
new worshipping communities on housing estates or in schools
or sports centres.
But what of each one of us?
We are Easter People - people of the Resurrection. What have
we done recently to listen if God may be calling us to do, or
to be, something in his service? And to really come alive?
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