A New Stained Glass Window!
The window has three narrative panels. On the left an angel is telling three amazed shepherds the news of the birth of Christ, with a shooting star in the sky and two sheep in the foreground. In the centre the upper picture seems to show Jesus Christ enthroned, welcoming several devout people into the Kingdom; below Christ is depicted as the Healer, laying his hand on a blind man, with a lame beggar and a sick girl in the group. On the right is the Holy Family, Mary in a blue gown, Joseph with a long beard and Jesus as a young boy being greeted by his mother. Perhaps this depicts the incident recorded in Luke 2: 41-50, where Jesus’ parents found him in the temple after searching for three days?
The inscription at the base of the window reads: TO THE MEMORY OF ROWLAND EDWARD COOPER DIED XIX SEPTEMBER MDCCCLVIII A tour round the inside of the Churchconducted by the previous Vicar, the Rev Barry Preece In the paragraphs that follow there are illustrations and reflections on a number of specific items to found in the church. Some of the things selected can be found in almost every church and others are unique to this one. This parallels how much of what we are and our experience is shared in common with others whilst other aspects create our distinctive individuality. These things together add up to that glorious mystery of what it means to be a human being, each one of us dear and precious and particularly special to God. All of us have so much in common and yet there is not another person on this earth quite like you. Whether you have come to the church as a visitor with a love for and an interest in English churches, as a person in need of a quiet place to sit and think and pray, or as someone who is going through a difficult time of trial or pain or unhappiness in your life, we hope you will find what you are seeking and your time here is rewarded. We also hope you may find something in this tour that speaks to you, or resonates with that which speaks to you of God. The WindowsIt has been said of human beings that the eyes are the windows of the soul, meaning that the eyes speak of the essence or mystery of a person in a way that words cannot always do. Perhaps the windows of a church building speak something of the mystery of God in a similar way.
Some of the glass is very vibrant. Is your eye drawn to any particular colour? A ruby red, a sea green, or a salmon pink? Is your favourite colour in any of these windows? Can you find the colour of your eyes? The windows reveal different artistic styles, familiar words of scripture and, above all, many events from the life of Christ. Take a moment to look round. Perhaps you recognise some of the Bible stories that are represented here. Our lives are like the chapters of a book; all of us have a story to tell. Imagine the different people over the years who have looked at what you are seeing now. I wonder about their stories, what was going on in their lives as they sat here. Did any of them feel as you do today? I expect someone did.
All though our lives God is beside us, loving us and delighting in us. Let God look at you today with the eyes of love and know that your prayer is being received. We are God's work of art, created in Christ Jesus to live the good life as from the beginning he had meant us to live it. - Ephesians 2:10 And all who sat in the council looked intently at him, and they saw his face was like the face of an angel. - Acts 6:15 The Eagle Lectern
Each of the four gospels has a traditional symbol, based on Ezekiel 10:14, and the eagle represents the Gospel of John. As a bird, the eagle stands for soaring and liberation and, as king of the birds, the eagle bears an authority that says “listen to me”. The Word of God inspires us with its truth and in this way proclaims the majesty of God. Through the lives and stories of many generations of people, the Bible reveals who God is. It tells of an involved God who liberates a people from their slavery, an angry and compassionate God who stays with them through their sorrows and Joys, and who gets angry and suffers when they oppress others, but, over the course of time, a God whose hand gently moulds them into a chosen and beloved people. “Though others may forget, I will not forget you,” says the Lord, through the mouth of the prophet Isaiah. Although we may not realise it, our own life journey is much like that of the Hebrew people and Jesus’ disciples. We have suffered and been healed; we have made discoveries about what it means to be human, about gaining strength in the face of difficulty, of something in us that keeps us going when other parts of ourselves would rather give up. These experiences speak of God both in their hidden subtlety and in their astonishing genius. The Altar
"Listen! I am standing at the door and knocking; if you hear my voice and open the door, I will come into you and eat with you, and you with me.” Revelation 3:20 In
Christian worship, an altar is the place where, symbolically, heaven and earth
touch one another. It is where the Divine meets the human and where the
ordinary things of the world take on a deeper, richer meaning. It is here that the bread and the wine of the Eucharist (Thanksgiving) are blessed by the priest and fed to the community as a kind of manna or spiritual food to nourish and help us grow together as one body, the Body of Christ. It is here that, mysteriously, the wine becomes the blood of the new covenant which is shed for many to clear the past and make all things new. Tradition has it that at the very moment the Eucharist is celebrated here on earth it is celebrated in heaven. In the way that ordinary things become symbols of a greater reality, the altar here becomes the very same table at which the heavenly banquet is being shared. In this way, we on earth are in communion with our loved ones who have died. Although you cannot see it, around the altar is holy, sacred space. This is why the peaceful atmosphere of a church appears to emanate from this central point of worship in the building. In the Bible this part of the Temple in Jerusalem was known as the Holy of Holies. It is where the transcendant, all-powerful, unknown God resides; a God we cannot see or ever fully understand. However, at the crucifixion, the veil of the Temple was torn in two, revealing Jesus as the face of God we long to encounter. One of Jesus’ names is Emmanuel, meaning God with us. An altar reminds us that a sacred space, where God resides, exists within each of us whether we are aware of it or not. As we take time out of our busy lives to nurture this inner sanctum through prayer, silence, or singing, God’s love becomes more real and available to us. O taste and see the Lord is good; happy are those who take refuge in him. . . those who seek the Lord lack no good thing. The Memorial Chapel
If you look up as you enter the chapel from the North Aisle you will see on the stone screen a crucifixion scene, a copy of one on the wall of St. Andrew’s chapel in Worcester Cathedral. It is as if events from distant and recent past merge and meet. In truth the suffering of Christ somehow focuses all man’s suffering and in it we glimpse the pain and anguish of God as He suffers alongside His beloved people. That is the price God pays for loving us. Whether it is in a stinking muddy trench in France, a hospital bed, or a hill on the outskirts of Jerusalem God’s blood and tears mingle with our own. It is probably true that the pain of watching a loved one suffer is the most acute pain of all. As you gaze at that Crucifixion scene you will notice two other figures standing at the foot of the Cross. One is Mary, the mother of Jesus. The other is John who is known as the ‘beloved disciple,’ presumably because he and Jesus were so close. We can only imagine the intensity of the grief all three were undergoing at the prospect of separation and yet this was the moment where love won the day as Jesus gave his widowed mother and best friend into each other’s keeping. Many years ago I was called out in the night to a psychiatric hospital where a very elderly man was near death. As I sat by his bedside a skeletal hand emerged from under the covers. The long fingernails were caked with excrement. I could find no words or prayer to offer, so I took that hand in mine and sat in silence. That night I discovered the companionship of God who refuses to leave us even in our
darkest hour. I owe a lot to that old man. The Nativity Brass
Recent archaeological excavations at Nazareth, the place where Jesus lived and grew up, have revealed that what is now a big and bustling Arab town was, in the 1st century, a tiny Galilean backwater, inhabited by the poorest of the poor whose homes were caves or the undergound cellars of former dwellings. No wonder the gospel character Nathaniel, on hearing where Jesus came from, exclaimed, “Nazareth! Can anything good come from that place?” It is a strange irony that God should choose to reveal Himself through someone who the world would regard as a nobody. How could anyone take such a person seriously? We are all tempted to value ourselves and others by the criteria of appearance, social background, education and success. No wonder so many people regard themselves as worthless. As I look back and identify the handful of people who have most influenced my life as a Christian I recognise that one was overly dependent on alcohol, another regularly suffered from clinical depression, another was a spastic with one ear, and another was an old lady who was beyond anything other than to offer a cup of coffee and a cigarette in her welcoming refuge of a tiny kitchen. A rum bunch! I can only tell you that this odd assortment of humanity have served to teach me almost everything I know about God. How? In their distinctive ways each one was the embodiment of love. The Font
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