THE CORONA CHRONICLE
LITTLE MALVERN PRIORY EDITION 4
When will it all end? When will we feel safe to walk on the Malvern Hills and stop to speak with a stranger and sympathise with their bad cough? There are many though who long for much more than that. People whose last memory of a loved one was waving goodbye to them as they climbed into an ambulance. People working on what we call the “front line” who wish they could go to work without worrying about the risk they take. Others, who just wish they could go to work, go back to the job they used to have. People whose lives can never be the same again. Each with their own personal Good Friday. People whose Holy Saturday, the day after the crucifixion, is a long black night with no sign of a dawn. What the Coronavirus has done is remind us that life is fragile. We are not in control of everything. Major disruptions can occur.
The crucifixion of Jesus Christ had a devastating effect on the lives of those who loved him and were his close friends. Their days following it were bleak, blank and black. Not only were they deeply saddened by their loss, their lives had lost any meaning. They no longer had any purpose. IN addition they needed to go into self-isolation. Their own lives were at risk from the people who had destroyed their friend, Jesus.
But the impossible happened. In some strange way they suddenly discovered a new way of living. They found a new life, a new relationship with Him. St Paul summed it up when he wrote; “I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” (Romans 8 vs. 38, 39). This wasn’t just a religious theory. The man wrote this out of his own experience of suffering:
“I have been in prison, been flogged severely, exposed to death again and again…five times received 39 lashes, three times beaten with rods, once stoned, three times shipwrecked, spent a day and night in the open sea………..I have known hunger and thirst, often gone without food…I have been cold and naked…” 2 Corinthians Ch 11 vs 23f)”
A faith with such a pedigree is a faith worth having. It is a faith we share with St Paul and millions of other Christians. It is a faith that says, “Jesus Christ died but is alive.
It is a faith that assures us that a new day will dawn regardless of the suffering brought about by Coronavirus.
Words from the hymn,
“O Love that wilt not let me go”
Today I'm returning to my dear old karma Bear for some inspiration., he's the subject of a little book I've owned for years He has some positive thoughts on how to get through life.
He says, "The greatest good you can do for others is not just to
share your riches, but to reveal to them their own" Praise! It's so important
isn't it? It can instantly lift us up to hear how well we've done, even in
simple things. We give praise to children all the time. We often take for
granted the small things that are done for us by adults. It can make such a
difference to someone's day, if we
LITTLE MALVERN PRIORY EDITION 4
Father, Forgive. them
We’ve had a little time now to try to come to terms with the new way of life we find ourselves living as we go through this world emergency. It’s been bewildering, frightening and challenging, and we’re understandably reacting to our new circumstances in different ways. There isn’t just one way to cope, And sometimes, as right now, we have to come to an understanding that there’s not much we can do to change our situation.
Viktor E Frankel was an Austrian psychologist and neurologist, but also a holocaust survivor. And he went through some very terrible experiences himself.
Frankel was on the right lines when he said that ‘people are driven to find a meaning to life, and that it’s this that enables them to eventually overcome painful experiences. He said, “When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves”.
That’s certainly true now. It’s not a particularly comfortable thought, but it seems quite right. It’s a far from easy task. We just want things to ’go back to normal’ and are frustrated that they can’t, for what could be some time.
So we have to find a way to surrender to the change instead of fighting it, in order to become more accepting and less frustrated. With that in mind, I’ve slightly adapted the Alcoholics Anonymous Serenity prayer as my quotation .
"May I learn the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference".
I hope you’ll agree that this Positive Wellbeing community is becoming a powerful tool to help us to collectively cope with the changes thrust upon us, by learning to lean on each other more. And we’re getting stronger, day by day.
You are all inspiring, and together we are demonstrating that change is possible if enough people stand united and choose not to fall.
PRAYER FROM CORRYMEELA COMMUNITY
God of the good news that spreads faster than fear, God of the courage that comes from the heart: Be with us as anxieties rise and with us as uncertainty grows. Be with us when children ask difficult questions, And with us when parents seem farther away. Remind us that to be a community does not always mean to be physically present beside those we know well. It also can mean being spiritually present with those who feel very alone; and that you as our God, the God made flesh, are also the God who calls us from the tumult and tells us to be still and to know that you are God with us. Amen.
My grandson, aged 4 decided he would do his bit to kill the virus. He thought he would start in my study. Well where else would you attack something nasty. He knew that you used a spray. He’d seen it done on the television. So he filled a bottle with water and then put the spray attachment on the top.
He looked round and decided that the best place to start was the chair by the desk.
He stood back, proud of what he had done. He’d certainly dealt with anything nasty that might be lurking on granddad’s leather chair. Granddad could sit there safely now.
Unfortunately the information wasn’t passed on to the person who usually sat there. So, when I sat down I suddenly found I had a wet bottom, a very wet bottom and as far as I knew there was no medical reason for that happening.
No, my grandson did not end up with a sore bottom.
It is with great sadness that I have to mention the loss of a few further local businesses in my town. The bra manufacturer has gone bust, the specialist in submersible pumps has gone under, the manufacturer of food blenders has gone into liquidation, a dog kennel has had to call in the retrievers, the suppliers of paper for origami enthusiasts has folded, the Heinz factory has been canned as they couldn't ketchup with orders, the tarmac laying company has reached the end of the road, the bread company has run out of dough, the clock manufacturer has had to wind down and gone cuckoo, the Chinese has been taken away, the shoe shop has had to put his foot down and given his staff the boot and finally the laundrette has been taken to the cleaners.
EASTER SUNDAY READINGS
8.00AM & 11.00AM Acts ch 10 vs 34— 45
Christ Is Risen Alleluia
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