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Welcome to All Saints - Datchworth 's Parish Church
Sermon - Rev Coralie McCluskey
3 October 2004 -  Harvest



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Sermon Preached by Rev Coralie McCluskey
at All Saints Datchworth

Sunday morning - 3 October 2004

Harvest Festival

Once upon a time in a far-off land there was a most unpleasant tyrant.

He held a fierce grip over all parts of his kingdom, except for one particular area.  He was unable to destroy the people's belief in God.

One day he called his government together and asked them: "Where can I hide God so that the people will end up forgetting him?"

One advisor suggested that God be hidden on the dark side of the moon.  This proposal was debated for some time, but voted down because it was believed that one day scientists would discover a way of getting to the moon and God would end up being found again. 

Another advisor to the tyrant came up with idea of burying God beneath the depths of the ocean floor.  This was voted down because it was felt that scientific advancement would lead to the discovery of God even beneath the depths of the ocean floor.

Finally the oldest and wisest of the advisors had a flash of insight.  "I know", he said, "why don't we hide God where no one will ever think of finding him?"  And he went on to explain, "If we hide God in the ordinary events of people's everyday lives they'll never find him." 

And so it was done - and they say that people are still looking for God - even today.

Today is a special day because it is one time in the church’s calendar when we really focus on God, on creation and the beauty and abundance of God’s gifts to us. At harvest festival we see God and what he does in the normal and routine parts of our lives a little more clearly than we normally do.

Of course today it helps that the Church is decorated so beautifully, we can see the glories of creation both inside, and outside where the leaves are changing colour and as long as we don’t have too much rain we’ll soon be able to scrunch our way through them when we are out walking.  It is also the time of the year when the low sun gives a new depth and warmth to the colours all around us.  And of course there are all those traditional fruits and vegetables in plentiful supply in the Autumn, apples and pears and the blackberries I’ve been picking. The very atmosphere at this time of year seems to encourage us to pause and to identify just how blessed we are, just how much we are subjects of God's grace, generosity and the need to give thanks.

So we rejoice and thank God that he has provided for us so well, we also have a care for others that do not live so well, our giving today goes towards the Bishop’s Harvest for the hungry Appeal and tomorrow the children from All Saints school will be bringing gifts of tinned food and toiletries for the Open Door Project for homeless people in St Albans.

That’s enough about the harvest of the earth now I want us, just for a few moments, to think about another type of harvest – the spiritual harvest.

We have a duty to cultivate the life of the spirit, to feed our spiritual life, our soul, so that we may not merely share in worship and Godly things here at All Saints but shine out for all the world to see.

In the Gospel reading this morning the crowds who were gathering around Jesus, the crowds who had the day before been present at the feeding of the five thousand, were looking for him and when they found him say, Rabbi when did you come here? And the subtext could be why did you go away, you are doing wonderful things we want to make you a king, a king like other kings, a worldly king, who will lead us in our strong worldly agendas.  But Jesus rebukes them, very truly I tell you, you are looking for me, not because you saw signs, but because you ate your fill of loaves.  Do not work for the food that perishes, but for the food that endures for eternal life, which the Son of Man will give you.

Last night many of us ate a wonderful harvest supper, we were fed as the crowd were fed at the feeding of the 5000, as the Israelites were fed with manna as Moses was leading them through the wilderness.

Today we need to remember and to reflect on what God was doing, what God was demanding of the people then and still demands today.  Jesus says to crowd it was not Moses who fed the people, it was God, it is God who is at work in everything I am doing.  So the crowd ask for another sign, Jesus doesn’t answer their request for a further sign, but points out that the real answer to their question is standing in front of them.  Moses was only God’s agent, the manna that dropped from the sky, that God was providing, was the spiritual nourishment that kept alive the Israelites faith and hope, and so the crowds say to Jesus, Sir give us this bread always. Jesus replies, I am the bread of life.  Whoever comes to me will never be hungry, and whoever believes in me will never be thirsty. Until the crowds recognise who Jesus really is, they may be fed with bread and fish, but the deep hunger inside them will never be satisfied.

Each autumn we want to be able to celebrate a rich earthly harvest, to see the glory of God in all its colour, beauty and abundance.  But every day is a day of harvest for the spirit.  If our spirit is to be nourished, if we are to shine with the golden light of Christ in our communities, we need to open our hearts and minds to God who is present in the ordinary events of people’s everyday lives.  We don’t have to wait for Sunday we need, through daily prayer, scripture, the sacraments and being aware of God in routine of our daily lives, there in the middle not hidden away but guiding, sustaining and calling us to take the light of Christ into our community and into the world. Amen.
 

© C McCluskey 2004

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