Of all the many bands I have seen live over the years, there
is one that I have seen slightly more than the others – Marillion, who I have
seen something like 34 times. In the early days their lead singer was a guy
called Fish who I have also seen many times as a solo artist after he left at
the end of the eighties. But I had lost touch with Fish and his music and I was
aware that he had been through some difficult and trying times. So it was with
delight that I discovered his new album which contains some wonderful music.
But in the midst of this is one track that has really got through to me, as it
speaks of the darkness of being a fifty something year old bloke who has tried
it all and it hasn’t worked – and the title tells of the consequences – “Blind
to the Beautiful”
If you were at our Lent group the other evening then you
will have heard it as I included in our evening, but the words have made me
think, and also to think about our Way Ahead material this week, thinking about
how the cost of discipleship is hard because God calls us to difficult things,
and how on that journey that God invites to take with him through life we will
be travelling with people who may not be our first choice of companions.
In the song Fish sings:
“The bread we have
broken, the wine we drank from tarnished cups,
And I stopped believing in miracles a long long time ago,
I lost my faith and I sacrificed my soul,
I worshiped fallen idols, chased false prophets to an end,
To where I just can’t see the beautiful anymore” © Derek William Dick 2013
And I stopped believing in miracles a long long time ago,
I lost my faith and I sacrificed my soul,
I worshiped fallen idols, chased false prophets to an end,
To where I just can’t see the beautiful anymore” © Derek William Dick 2013
There is a world-weariness in here that as Christians we
feel that we should not recognise, that sense of how we should have joy all the
time, but I suspect that many of us feel like Fish from time to time. When I
reflect on the enthusiasm with which we started the redevelopment and how long
it is taken; I still fervently believe that we are doing God’s will, and that
it will happen, but I never knew it would take so long. Then there was all the
mess of my failure as a minister last year, the huge number of people that I
was not able to be there for and just how badly I failed you all as your
minister, there is a sense even though I am trying hard to come back fighting
that I am still struggling with those demons. Maybe this is why I felt in the Fish
lyrics something of a voice that I could understand, even if I did not agree
with it all the time.
He goes on to sing:
“We should have talked
about the weather a bit more seriously,
More than stocks and shares and corporate wares,
We were blinded by the skeptics and their greed
I just can’t see the beautiful anymore; I just can’t see the beautiful anymore
More than stocks and shares and corporate wares,
We were blinded by the skeptics and their greed
I just can’t see the beautiful anymore; I just can’t see the beautiful anymore
I howled and I cried
when the melody died, the song was finally over,
There was nothing to say, words stole away, their meaning lost in the ether,
What there was left stopped making sense, a broken up alphabet, language dispersed
I just can’t hear the beautiful anymore” © Derek William Dick 2013
There was nothing to say, words stole away, their meaning lost in the ether,
What there was left stopped making sense, a broken up alphabet, language dispersed
I just can’t hear the beautiful anymore” © Derek William Dick 2013
The companions on the Emmaus Road probably could relate to
this as well. Battered and bruised by the events of Holy Week they stagger
home, all their dreams have been lost and where was the hope in the middle of
all that had gone on – it was lost and trampled into the ground.
Then into the middle of this sense of it all going wrong
enters a stranger who makes sense of the things that they do not understand – a
stranger that starts to bring order from chaos and hope from despair. As they
journey on his message so speaks to the disciples that they invite him to stay
with them. It is only when he breaks bread that they realise who it is and hope
is restored.
Sometimes when we are journeying with people who are feeling
broken the last thing that they want is a bright and a perky companion who
quotes dumb platitudes at them, sometimes they would rather journey with
someone who is in the same dark place and who understands, so that together you
may find the voice in your midst who brings hope.
In our desire to work with our community maybe we need to
reflect on how part of what we do is to go to dark places with people and to
simply be there with them. It is not always our responsibility to put things
right, sometimes we just need to be there to hear the third voice along with
the other person.
Our questions from the material this week are:
Thinking about the cost of discipleship
1) Can you
think of an example in your own life when sacrifice or generosity on your part
led to a sense of joy and freedom?
2) How do
you make decisions about what you give?
3) What
parts of yourself or your life do you still withhold from God?
Thinking about our company on the road:
1) How socially varied is your church
community> Why is that, do you think?
2) Can you
think of an example in your own life when you shared a sense of fellowship with
an unusual bunch of people?
Then:
1) Has there
been any encounter in your life as a Christian, which you would describe as an “Emmaus
Road” experience?
If you would like to hear the song by Fish the link is: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JLUIifWajXU