We can see some beautiful things in the course of our lives. I think particularly of a field in Alsace on a blazing hot day, with the heat making the corn shimmer, or sailing into Stralsund harbour and seeing a townscape largely untouched for centuries or walking into Kykkos monastery for the first time and taking in the sheer opulence. Last summer I climbed to the top of the central cathedral in Berlin and was rewarded with a stunning view of the city. This urge to climb or sail seems to have been present in human beings for thousands of years, and the experience of looking down at the earth from a great height or seeing things from a fragile ship in deep waters is one which takes us beyond the physical. We can be struck by the wonder of creation in the smallest and closest things, but there is something awe-inspiring in looking out to the horizon and seeing the world down below, or far away.When you float on the ocean, or fly in the sky (and I recommend very much being in a small jet with only a few seats to see how flying really feels, and the knowledge that there really is very little keeping you up there), or ascend a great tower, the experience can raise certain questions or emotions in us. It would be a very worrying person who did not pause to think what am I in this vast world? How small I seem in comparison to the great expanse below and the vastness of the universe above. Is my life here just a chance event or is there something beyond all change and decay; something which I can hope in despite all that might befall me in life? The sea beneath me is so deep, the mountain so high and the heavens above so infinite that I am, to all practical measurement, insignificant.In the Gospel today St Matthew tells us how Jesus is set by Satan on a very high mountain and offered the kingdoms of the world in return for worshipping him. The picture is a vivid one, and it powerfully engages our imagination. From the great height Jesus is tempted with the question which is put to each of us, if you could hold the world in your hand what would you do? If it was all given to you in its entirety, what would you do with it? Would you want it to know that you had power over it? Would you want to force it to love you?On the mountain of our religious imagination we can open our lives to that which is beyond us, or we can close our grasp on that which lies beneath. Not all of us are great rulers, surveying the extent of our kingdom, but each of us has been entrusted with some share in God’s creation. The temptation is this: through pride, greed or fear to hold fast to that portion of the good things of this world we have been given. It is this temptation which Adam and Eve succumb to in the garden. They grasp for the fruit of the tree in the middle of the garden, but rather than rising to be like the gods they fall and lose their innocence. They try to be like Gods, as the Devil does, but fail to grasp that Gd does not grasp, or make us love Him, or make His power known, but becomes man that we might find Him in the familiarity of the flesh.In the second reading, which is from the letter of St Paul to the Romans, we are told that ‘as one man’s fall brought condemnation on everyone, so the good act of one man brings everyone life.’ Here St Paul is referring to the cross; it is the crucifixion of Jesus Christ which brings life, where the grasping of Adam had brought death as the grasping of Satan does as well, and as our grasping, or attempts to force power or love will also die. We are brought to another tree, one set on a hill, from which Jesus looks down upon the world. Jesus has rejected the temptations of Satan and now he completes his victory over Satan. Whereas Adam and Eve grasp at the apple, Jesus opens his arms in his great prayer of thanksgiving to the Father. Whereas the Devil grasps at humanity, we trust in love and surrender ourselves to it and therefore to God and to each other.On the cross Jesus Christ utters his great ‘yes’ to the father, to the gift of creation, a ‘yes’ that he makes on behalf of each one of us, and he invites us to share in this prayer of thanksgiving – to live our lives in the hope of the resurrection, not the despair of our own desires, not the fulfilment of our own need for attention or control.At the beginning of his ministry, Jesus made the journey that no-one had made before, through the wilderness and into the Promised Land. And then, having forged a path through the desert of sin, he turned around, and came back to fetch the rest of us. His victory over Satan whose beginnings we hear about today was won for us, to break the bonds of sin that hold us in weakness and death. So today let us remember our sins and remember that they have no more power over us. Let us remember death and remember that its sting is gone. Let us remember Satan, the Evil One, and remember that his house has been plundered, his kingdom is destroyed, his dominion is ended; and let us rejoice in this holy season, for the Kingdom of God is at hand.
I wonder what we should believe. I don’t mean in terms of the faith – that has been handed down to us, and we have the Bible and the church fathers to go back to if we encounter a new situation in which to apply it. People like to moan about the church ‘changing’ but it has remained astonishingly the same for two thousand years, just applied to a whole variety of contexts, all of which it makes sense of and informs. I mean in terms of people and what they tell us and even what we see – pictures are doctored or fabricated completely, news can be fictitious, either through design or incomprehension, and there is, terrifyingly, often no way of knowing if what we see, hear or indeed smell is real, the latter in the case of supermarkets who pipe in the smell of fresh bread around the bakery section when, often, nothing is baked there at all. It is sometimes asked of patients by psychiatrists ‘do you see or hear anything which nobody else seems to’ – but now, I would hesitate to tell the truth, because AI and social media is quite capable of showing you ultra tailored content which nobody else sees and which is often entirely fictitious. Let your ‘yes’ be a ‘yes’ and your ‘no’ be a ‘no’ might well be the best advice the readings today gives us, and it is the ridiculing of faith and Christianity which has led us to this point, and the church, to her eternal shame, apes the monument to its own decline that so often threatens to consume us.So what do you believe? Who do you believe? Do you really think that Farage will be better able to rearrange the deckchairs than Starmer or Johnson have been, or to resolve issues that, when thought through and not painted onto roundabouts, are a perpetual stalemate until the world order is changed and the fantasy of a world united under anything but Christ has finally been discarded – there is nothing except faith that will save us, and people seem to be realising that. But it has to be true faith, lived fully and understood and taught well, not the fantasy of a man in the sky or pet hamsters in a heavenly park.I think this hope in a time of doubt may be a good starting point for understanding those strange words of Jesus in today’s Gospel, “I tell you solemnly, till heaven and earth disappear, not one dot, not one little stroke, shall disappear from the Law until its purpose is achieved.” The dots and strokes are the vowels of the Hebrew alphabet, the language of the Jewish scriptures, the Old Testament. The basis of Hebrew writing is just the consonants – but the vowels are needed for the words to make a sound. Furthermore, the Jewish Scriptures, in which the Law is contained, are to this day sung in Jewish services. Reading was not enough – singing is needed for the full sound to be present. And really to sing, we have to believe in and be truly present to the words and the music. We need to be open to their deepest meaning. We need to let the words abide in us, disturb us, change us.So this is not Jesus imposing the Jewish Law on the first Christians in all its details. It is Jesus taking us to the heart of the Law of God, the observances of which (such as abstaining from pork) were signs only relevant to a particular time and place. Jesus confronts us with the terribly destructive effect unjust anger can have. He challenges us with how we look at others: do we look at them in love, rejoicing that this child of God exists, or do we ultimately see them as simply for our use? Do we take with our hands what we need, or whatever this consumer that is me happens to want at this particular moment? Is our yes really yes and our no really no?This is obviously a huge challenge, and Jesus uses deliberately shocking language about tearing our eye out or cutting off our hand if they cause us to sin. And of course, often we’re thoughtless rather than malicious, but thoughtlessness is damaging to those who we are not thinking of, and love is never thoughtless.Perhaps this is why St. Paul, in today’s second reading, is critical of the wisdom of his age, just as we should be of the apparent wisdom of our own age, when we see where it is leading us. In the verses just before the ones we hear today, Paul says to the people of Corinth – a smart, upwardly mobile place – that when he came to them, he did not use “lofty words or wisdom” to proclaim the mystery of God, but rather decided “to know nothing among you except Jesus Christ, and him crucified”. This is the only hope for our time now when Satan has so changed society and the world as we see, hear and smell it that we do not know what is true and what is false. Hold therefore to your faith, prepare for Lent on Wednesday with joy and the firm resolve to move closer to God and to let your yes be a yes and your no be a no, so that people may see God in us and, in the end, the world may be saved – not saved from war or terror, not saved from bombs or division, but saved through faith and the unswerving knowledge that the cross gives us – death is not the end. There is a ‘yes’ that resounds through history, and it is the ‘yes’ of the cross, the ‘yes’ that says God loves us, and through death, we find life. Say yes to it. And say no to everything else.
There’s a phrase we hear a lot these days, especially in talent shows like Britain’s Got Talent or The Voice. Just before someone walks nervously onto stage, there’s that moment when a presenter or judge will say, “Go on, it’s your time to shine.” Cue the music, cue the lights, cue the drama. And if all goes well, a spotlight finds them and a star is born. I find that phrase “your time to shine” a little loaded. As if it’s all up to you to dazzle. As if the light has to come from just inside you, and it needs to be bright enough to impress the world. That can be quite a burden. I often feel a little out of step with that kind of expectation. People are sometimes surprised when I tell them that I’m quite an introvert by nature. I stand in front of people week by week, lead worship, preach, sometimes even try to sing the liturgy, but it doesn’t mean I’m always comfortable being in the spotlight. I know what it is to tremble a little inwardly, to feel my way into a space quietly, to wrestle with the thought, “Am I good enough?” Which is why today’s Gospel has resonance. Jesus doesn’t say, “Now is your time to shine,” as if we must summon some inner brilliance. He says something very different. He says, You are the light of the world.Not because we’re dazzling, not because we’ve passed an audition, not because we’ve got everything together. But because someone, is already shining through you. It’s not about the spotlight being on us. It’s about us becoming a window through which others glimpse the love and mercy of God. To fishermen around the Sea of Galilee, shepherds, farmers, ordinary people like you and me, Jesus says, “You are the light of the world.” In today’s Gospel, Jesus continues the Sermon on the Mount, not with commandments, but with images. Salt and light. Simple, earthy, necessary things. Salt gives flavour, preserves goodness. Light gives direction, warmth, hope. And that, he says, is our vocation in the world. Not to draw attention to ourselves, but to help make the love of God visible, to help others see.Isaiah, writing centuries earlier, reminds us what true religion looks like, not performance, but love… It”s about sharing bread, loosing the bonds of injustice, sheltering the poor. St Paul, speaking from his own vulnerability, adds another crucial dimension. “I came to you in weakness and in fear and in much trembling…” These are not words of a confident public speaker.It’s easy to think that “shining” must mean having charisma, eloquence, public acclaim. That we must always be extroverted, assertive, radiant. But many of us live quiet lives with inner trembling, with introverted personalities, with private doubts. Paul assures us, those are not barriers to the light of Christ. They may be precisely where His power shines through. St John Chrysostom taught that the light is not merely in you, you are light, if you dwell in Christ. Think too of other metaphors, that as the moon has no light of its own but reflects the sun, so we reflect Christ when we are turned towards him. Artists have often imagined saints with halos, radiant with divine glory. But the real miracle is that such radiance is meant not for a few, but for all who live in love. Not to make us the focus, but to make God visible through our living. We see grace not only in grand gestures but in the ordinary sacramentality of life. Salt, light, oil, water, bread, wine, material things, gently transfigured by God’s presence. And so too with us. We don’t separate the sacred from the everyday, we find the sacred in the everyday. Christ, the true Light, enters the world through flesh, through action, through community. And now, he chooses to shine through us.Think of the young care assistant who takes time to comb an elderly patient’s hair just the way they like it, because it restores their dignity. Or the parent, frazzled and tired, who still reads that same bedtime story night after night with love. Or the church volunteer who quietly sets about their tasks, unseen by most, but faithfully undertaken. None of these moments will trend on social media. But they are radiant. So, this is not about seeking our “15 minutes of fame.” It’s not the light of performance or perfection. It is the steady, gentle light of kindness, of forgiveness, of faithfulness in genuine service. So let your light so shine, not to impress, but because we belong to Christ, and in our trembling and weakness, may his love be made known. Amen. Image: Swanson, John August. Festival of Lights, from Art in the Christian Tradition, a project of the Vanderbilt Divinity Library, Nashville, TN. https://diglib.library.vanderbilt.edu/act-imagelink.pl?RC=56546 [retrieved February 7, 2026]. Original source: Estate of John August Swanson, https://www.johnaugustswanson.com/.
OK, yes I know that Christmas is ‘sooo last year’, but when do you normally take your Christmas decorations down? Is it as soon as possible on St Stephen’s/Boxing Day? Do you stick with them until just after New Year? Maybe they sparkle until Epiphany, or………do they remain, pristine and glitzy until Candlemas? If so, you are being way more traditional than most, and in keeping with the Medieval calendar.For those traditionalists, Candlemas was the final deadline to take down Christmas decorations, otherwise, I was always told that any Christmas baubles or whatever that remained after this time had to remain for the entire year, otherwise bad luck would pervade!! And by Candlemas the Christmas season is officially over, even though we’ve largely been in liturgical green since just after Epiphany. Now the focus can begin to rest on the upcoming season of Lent. And that will be upon us before we know it this year!Candlemas commemorates the presentation of Christ in the Temple as well as the purification of Mary, 40 days after giving birth, as per the requirements of the Mosaic law. At this Temple visit, the aged Simeon proclaims the baby in Mary’s arms the ‘light to enlighten the Gentiles and to be the glory of Thy people Israel.’ This imagery of light has become central to the festival of Candlemas. However, Simeon goes on to say that the child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel…there will be His opposers as well as His followers. There can be no neutrality because Jesus is the light that no-one can ignore, the light that reveals their innermost thoughts forcing everyone to either be for Him or against Him. As was the case while Jesus walked the earth, leading to a pivotal part of God’s salvational plan, so it remains today. Families are still divided where some are followers of Christ and some are not. Division still exists and will do so until He who is seated on the Throne will make all things new. But, as Christians, we have hope. Candles, which play a pivotal role in the observance of Candlemas, signify Christ as the light of the world, giving light, and hope, to those who dwell in darkness and guiding our steps into the way of peace.At Candlemas, churches bless the various candles, as well as other items such as eucharistic hosts and various other consumables which will be used over the course of this liturgical year. Candles, which were lit during the dark days of winter, served as a poignant reminder of hope and guidance. The joyful festivities of Christmas are now in the past; we are moving towards the dark days of Christ’s passion. ‘These are the dark times. But they don't sustain. Darkness never sustains even though sometimes it feels like it might.’ (Jodie Whittaker, Thirteenth Doctor in Spyfall – Part 2.) The small flickering flame of a candle, which no darkness can ever suppress, reminds us that Christ is with us, as He reassures us at the very end of Matthew’s gospel: And surely I will be with you always, to the very end of the age.I feel compelled to refer to the ‘L’ word that Fr Andrew mentions such a lot in his homilies. At the presentation there will have been such love in Mary and Joseph as they brought Jesus to the Temple; such love in Simeon as he recognised that finally he had seen the promised Messiah and could now die in peace. Such love in the, I reckon, feisty Anna who just happened to be passing at the exact time when the Holy Family visited the temple, as she, Anna, proclaimed Jesus to all who would listen. ‘Love, in all its forms, is the most powerful weapon we have. Because love is a form of hope, and like hope, love abides in the face of everything.’ (Jodie Whittaker again, this time in Demons of the Punjab.)I have to confess that I am not sure how widely Candlemas is observed nowadays; I suspect that its prominence has waned somewhat in some modern contexts. But it does remain a day of quiet beauty and reflection in the liturgical calendar. It’s almost like a slow, gentle awakening from the dark of winter, a welcoming for the coming spring when new growth will emerge. A gentle flickering glow to remind us of the cyclical nature of God’s seasons. And that Jesus Christ is with us, yesterday, today and for all our tomorrows. Amen.Cathy
