Sermon No 91
Elizabeth, a Lifetime of Duty to God: Long Live the King
Trinity 14 – 14th Sunday after Trinity
A sermon preached by Roger Laing (LLM) on Sunday 18th September 2022 at the 8 and 10 am Eucharistic Services at St. Paulinus Church, Crayford, Kent. (Based on Luke 16:1-13)
May the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be pleasing to you O LORD (Psalm 19:14)
‘My joy is gone, grief is upon me, my heart is sick. Hark, the cry of my poor people from far and wide in this land’ (Jeremiah 8:18-19)
These are the words from the prophet Jeremiah written around six hundred years before the birth of Christ and are from the alternative Old Testament reading today. How many of us feel that our joy is gone, and that grief is upon us?
By coincidence, the last time I preached here was on the 6th of February this year. It was the day, as you may recall, that we celebrated our Monarch Queen Elizabeth II ascending to the throne some seventy years earlier, and therefore it marked the start of the celebrations of the platinum jubilee.
Well, today I stand here again, not in the sense of an anticipated celebration as I did just a few months ago, but in a sombre and reflective way to somehow try and make sense of what we have all witnessed and felt over the last week or so.
The sense of loss is profound. The Queen, my Queen and yours has been for most of us all we have ever known. On a personal level I recall from my childhood the importance of learning and recalling the Scout promise as I was invested into the Scout Movement,
‘On my honour I promise, to do my best, to do my duty to God and to the Queen.’ These words were embedded in my mind for evermore. Later, I went onto make further declarations to serve the Queen in both the military and then the police service, and so for me, as for you I’m sure, Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II has been pivotal in the formation of my very being.
Last Thursday, the day that the Queen passed away, I was in central London with my wife Samantha for a two o’clock showing of the theatrical performance of the Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe.
I am sure most of you know this story by C.S. Lewis? Which is just one part of a chronicle of books about adventures in a fantasy world.
For those that are not familiar with this children’s classic, it tells the story about a family of four children, who in 1940 during the second world war are sent away to a large country house as part of the evacuation and discover in one of the bedrooms a large wardrobe, which they all eventually enter, leading them into another world and time called Narnia.
The principal characters in this story are a talking Lion called Aslan, and a wicked witch called Jadis, otherwise more commonly known as the White Witch. To many, the story appears to be an allegorical biblical account of the fight between good and evil with Narnia being the world God created, Aslan being Jesus, and the White Witch portraying his dark adversary.
This analysis is true to a point, but Lewis the author, himself a credible theologian, never intended it to be a pure allegorical work in its true sense, but more of a suppositional work imagining as he stated in one of his letters, ‘what might Christ become like if there really were a world like Narnia? and He chose to be incarnate and die and rise again in that world as He actually has done in ours’ (CS Lewis. The Letters of CS Lewis, para six, pg. 283).
The main theme to this story is centred around when the Great Aslan allows himself to be sacrificed to save the life of Edmund, one of the children that had earlier betrayed the trust of the others. After-which, with the help of deep magic, Aslan rises to life once again and leads the decisive battle against the White Witch.
The story naturally ends happily with the children becoming Kings and Queens in Narnia and ruling for many years with peace in the kingdom.
After the show had finished on Thursday afternoon, I instinctively knew that something was not right. An emptiness was felt in my gut as though something was missing! And it wasn’t that I had just seen Aslan killed at the hands of the White Witch!
Turning to the news, it was apparent that all was not well with our real-life Queen, with reporters wearing black ties and news that her family were travelling to Balmoral. So, Samantha and I went to the only place that we both associated with the Queen, Buckingham Palace of course, a place that was synonymous with Her Majesty. The place that we had always joked about with our children as they grew up and would one day go, as long as they were able to correctly use a knife and fork and how we would be viewed with lifelong shame if we couldn’t eat properly in-front of the Queen!
As we stood there quietly in the drizzly rain and the rumours of her passing grew stronger, we looked to the sky and there above us was a rainbow that stretched all the way across in front of the palace. It was then in my heart that I knew she had gone, and it was now just a matter of time before the worst news was formally given.
Yet even in those dark moments, the rainbow, and a subsequent double rainbow gave comfort. It was I am sure, not just a meteorological phenomenon, but was a true sign from God, reminding us that that all would be well, just like in the days of Noah and He was just taking his dutiful English queen back home.
However, that didn’t take away the deep sense of sadness, and grief that we felt, when the flag above the palace was lowered to half-mast, and we knew the Queen was dead.
Turning for a moment to our gospel reading from St. Luke, we heard a parable that Jesus gave, which on the face of it appears to be un-related to our present situation as it tries to justify embezzlement by a manager of his master’s finances.
This is not an accurate understanding of the parable, but Jesus uses this example as a way of trying to explain to his disciples that the sinful are in-fact shrewder in gaining for themselves in this earthly existence than they are in gaining wealth for a life that is to come.
In other words, the disciples, as righteous people, should work just as hard as the sinners, be as shrewd and as wise in their pursuit of heavenly things.
The parable is also clearly about the use of money and how it can corrupt any one of us. (Financial wealth is a strong lure and can tempt even the most faithfully devout). In-fact the final words said by Jesus in this reading is a warning. He states that we cannot serve two masters, or as the NRSV puts it, ‘You cannot serve God and Wealth’ (Luke 16:13 NRSV)
But bringing it back to our Queen and the royal family, how can we read this and make sense of it, when we look at the obvious wealth of the royal family.
Well, when you look at the life of Queen Elizabeth over her seventy-year reign, I think we can make some sense of it. For although the Queen was clearly very wealthy, she was grounded by her faith and her love of God and the duty that came with her role. Indeed, she has spoken many times over the years about just how she has relied upon her faith to get her through tough decisions and many a world crisis. Indeed, many have said that her Christmas messages over the years have spoken to more people about Jesus than any preacher could do from a pulpit. The Queen was never afraid to speak the name of our Lord, moreover, the name came quite naturally from her lips.
The Queen was not a person that lavished in luxury or gluttony. She came from an age where duty and care towards others were more important than selfish isolation and adorning herself with riches. She actually seemed most at home with her horses or walking her dogs across muddy fields in wellington boots.
Our Queen was a woman who had wealth, but her master was not wealth. Her Master was indeed the Lord Jesus Christ and that to me is clear to see. Our Queen was shrewd and wise throughout her life, and I guess in her quiet times she would often turn to the Word of the Lord for comfort, support, and guidance, for other than her beloved husband Phillip, who did she have to really seek advice? For as the French president described her, she was the Queen!
She of course on occasions made us laugh too, expressing her understanding of comedy as she accompanied 007 on a special MI6 mission in 2012 and made us all go aww as she produced marmalade sandwiches from her handbag with Paddington Bear just earlier this year.
Tomorrow, Queen Elizabeth II will be laid to rest following a state funeral, and I pray that we can all as a church and a community come together to offer each other comfort and support. It is a time of great sadness, much more so than many of us anticipated, so don’t be afraid to shed a tear or two! For we are in this together and we will get through this together.
Our Queen was a Christian with a strong commitment to her people and we should take heart that by her strong faith in Jesus she will be at peace with our Lord and that she would deeply desire us to be together in peace and in love too.
And finally, I would like to make mention of our national anthem, first sung in the Theatre Royal in Drury Lane in 1745 to celebrate the bringing together of the two nations of Scotland and England under one Monarch, following the Jacobite rebellion. The same street by coincidence that I had watched the Narnian adventure on that sad Thursday afternoon when the news of Her Majesty’s death broke.
You will no doubt hear that same anthem many times in the next few days, I am sure, with the new words of ‘Our noble and gracious King’ being sung with gusto. So take heart from it, and when you hear it, perhaps stand up and remember, be proud and allow the words of the anthem to bring us all together as one under our new Monarch and Defender of the Faith, yet remember with fondness and delight that we have been so lucky to have lived in the second Elizabethan age of our own Queen Elizabeth. Rest in peace your Majesty, God Save the King.
Amen