The Sabbatical Diary: May to August 1997
After 25 years in the church it seemed right to take a
break. The Diocese were offering sabbaticals to those who had been more than
ten years in ministry, so I could get some funding and I knew that USPG would
give me some too. The Ecclesiastical Insurance Group were offering bursaries
for study as well and that made it possible to think about a return to
Zimbabwe. I hadn't been back since we left in 1987. During my time in the Lake
District I had started looking at Celtic themes and began to see parallels with
African Spirituality. I was interested in the way people left doctrines and
dogmas behind and were developing spirituality in response to their lives. So I
put together a proposal and was accepted. Angela and Len Thomas lent me their
bungalow in Harare and Barry and Brenda Venn lent me a car.
May 1st – 3rd
I began my sabbatical by going to Iona Abbey for three
nights. Iona is the place where Columba established his monastery and is a
place of pilgrimage for people from all over the world. Many return with a
Celtic cross from the gift shop, others with a pebble from the beach, still
others with a story of St Columba in their hearts.
The planned week at the abbey had been cancelled which
enabled people like me, who phoned up on the off chance, to get in. So the
group that met at the abbey were from a variety of different countries and
offered many varied experiences. A Maori woman minister from New Zealand
struggling with issues of race and gender; a couple from Australia who worked
with Aborigines and who told us that the Aborigines had not been given human
rights until 1969 - until then they had to defend themselves in court using the
mistreatment of animals act; a South African priest who had seen the dramatic
changes in that country over the past ten years; a Dutch worker with those
dying from AIDS; a couple from Northern Ireland involved in small signs of hope
in their own divided community; a group from an inner city housing estate in
the north-east; and an American who was searching for inner peace for whom all
the talk of struggles for justice were just too much.
As the stories were told and pain shared it became clear
that spirituality is not about doctrine or dogma, about rituals or
institutions, but about people and their struggles. Anything the church has to
offer has to relate to that search for meaning, and peace can only be truly
found in the context of community.
As we walked along the beach Peter Millar, the warden, asked
me to lead a session on Celtic Christianity the following day. I had no notes
with me but I pointed to the role of story and poetry in the tradition, the
involvement of the priests with their people, Patrick and Columba appearing
before secular leaders and confronting them, and the central place of healing
and God's power in the life of the church: the whole of life lived in the
presence of God.
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