cjbanning: "Saint Clare of Assisi Vanquishes the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse" (Saint Clare)
As preached at the midweek outdoor Eucharist at St. Thomas' Episcopal Church in Glassboro, NJ on the evening of Wednesday, November 17, 2021.

Ephesians 4:1-6
Psalm 122
Mathew 19:27-29

Hilda of Whitby was born in 614 C.E. into the royal family of a small Anglian kingdom located in modern-day Yorkshire. When she was an infant, her father was poisoned, and when she was a toddler, her kingdom was conquered by a nearby kingdom creating the kingdom of Northumbria, spanning what is now northern England and southern Scotland. Hilda was brought up in the Northumbrian court, and when the King of Northumbria converted to Christianity when Hilda was thirteen, Hilda was baptised along with the entire court. When Hilda was 19, the king died in battle, and Hilda accompanied the widowed Queens to her home in Kent, where she--the queen--founded a convent and became an abbess.

In The Ecclesiastical History of the English People, written circa 731 C.E., the Venerable Bede continues Hilda’s biography with these words:
When she had resolved to quit the secular habit, and to serve [Christ] alone, she withdrew into the province of the East Angles, for she was allied to the king there; being desirous to cross over thence into Gaul, forsaking her native country and all that she had, and so to live a stranger for our Lord's sake in the monastery of Cale, that she might the better attain to the eternal country in heaven. For [Hilda’s] sister Heresuid, mother to the king of the East Angles, was at that time living in the same monastery, under regular discipline, waiting for an everlasting crown; and led by her example, she continued a whole year in the aforesaid province, with the design of going abroad; but afterwards, Bishop Aidan recalled her to her home, and she received land to the extent of one family on the north side of the river Wear; where likewise for a year she led a monastic life, with very few companions.

After this she was made abbess in the monastery called Heruteu [and] being set over that monastery, began immediately to order it in all things under a rule of life, according as she had been instructed by learned men; for Bishop Aidan, and others of the religious that knew her, frequently visited her and loved her heartily, and diligently instructed her, because of her innate wisdom and love of the service of God.

When she had for some years governed this monastery, wholly intent upon establishing a rule of life, it happened that she also undertook either to build or to set in order a monastery in the place called Streanaeshalch, and this work which was laid upon her she industriously performed; for she put this monastery under the same rule of monastic life as the former; and taught there the strict observance of justice, piety, chastity, and other virtues, and particularly of peace and charity; so that, after the example of the primitive Church, no one there was rich, and none poor, for they had all things common, and none had any private property. Her prudence was so great, that not only meaner men in their need, but sometimes even kings and princes, sought and received her counsel; she obliged those who were under her direction to give so much time to reading of the Holy Scriptures, and to exercise themselves so much in works of justice, that many might readily be found there fit for the priesthood and the service of the altar. (Trans. A. M. Sellar)
When I think about Hilda’s life, I can’t help but compare her to another sainted abbess, one roughly equidistant in time between us and Hilda: my own patron, Clare of Assisi. Clare was born into a wealthy Italian family, but ran away from home as a teenager to escape an arranged marriage and join St. Francis’ monastic community in Assisi.

Hilda’s life story is certainly less flashy or romantic than Clare’s, but I think that it is precisely that lack of romance that I find attractive about Hilda. I can admire Clare for having such a firm sense of her own vocation at the age of 19, but at least at this point in my life, I can’t really identify. The life of Hilda, who seems to have been often swept up in the events of the tumultuous political history of 7th-century England without much real opportunity for self-determination, seems much more familiar to me.

And yet Hilda faced each new event in her life with faith, perseverance, and compassion for others. She lived “a life worthy of the calling to which [she had] been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love” as St. Paul puts it in our reading this evening. She did what she was able to do when she was able to do it, trusting in God, and with God’s grace that proved to be more than sufficient.

For those of us who have enough difficulty figuring out what God requires of us today or tomorrow, yet alone a decade or several decades from now, I think we can draw inspiration from Hilda to trust in God as we navigate the ebbs and flows, the changes and challenges, of our own lives, to give us the grace sufficient for what God is calling us to do, and the wisdom to discern what to do next.

Amen.
cjbanning: (Ludwig Wittgenstein)
As preached at the midweek outdoor Eucharist at St. Thomas' Episcopal Church in Glassboro on the evening of Wednesday, December 2, 2020. (Some lines from the biography of de Foucauld are lifted from Wikipedia.)

James 1:1–11
Psalm 73:24-28
John 16:25-33

Vicomte Charles Eugène de Foucauld was born in 1858 in Strasbourg, France. While by all accounts his childhood was full of love, it was also marked by tragedy. At the age of six, he and his younger sister Marie were orphaned and sent to live with his grandmother, who then died of a heart attack. He and Marie were then raised by their other grandparents.

Charles’ young adulthood had an unauspicious start. After being kicked out of a preparatory military academy for being “lazy and undisciplined,” he succeeded at being accepted at the military academy for which he had been being prepared, where he eventually graduated 333rd out of a class of 386.

Continuing to lead an extravagant lifestyle, Foucauld joined the French calvary and was posted to the 4th Regiment of Chasseurs d'Afrique in Algeria. Bored with garrison service he travelled in Morocco, the Sahara, and Palestine. While reverting to being a wealthy young socialite when in Paris, Foucauld became an increasingly serious student of the geography and culture of Algeria and Morocco. In 1885 the Societe de Geographie de Paris awarded him its gold medal in recognition of his exploration and research.

In 1890, de Foucauld joined the Cistercian Trappist order first in France and then at Akbès on the Syrian-Turkish border. He left in 1897 to follow an undefined religious vocation in Nazareth. He began to lead a solitary life of prayer near a convent of Poor Clares and it was suggested to him that he be ordained. In 1901, he was ordained in Viviers, France, and returned to the Sahara in French Algeria. He first settled in Béni Abbès, near the Moroccan border, building a small hermitage for "adoration and hospitality", which he soon referred to as the "Fraternity".

He moved to be with the Tuareg people in southern Algeria. Living close to the people and sharing their life and hardships, he made a ten-year study of their language and cultural traditions, working on a dictionary and grammar.He formulated the idea of founding a new religious institute, under the name of the Little Brothers of Jesus.

In 1916, Charles was killed by tribal raiders during a botched kidnapping.

There are two things we ought to take away from our commemoration of the life and death of Charles de Foucauld. The first is that Charles was not the first flawed person that God has called to sainthood, nor has he been the last. God knows that we are broken vessels, imperfect beings, that we have done terrible things and struggle with temptation. But still God calls us--yes, the four of us here tonight--to saintliness, and provides us with the grace necessary to achieve it, even knowing that sometimes we in our rebellion will resist it. God sees our truest selves and knows what we are capable of with God’s help.

The second thing we should take away is that the life of a saint is more than the sum of its parts. At the time of his death, Charles’ martyrdom must have seemed a meaningless conclusion to a rather eclectic life. But the confraternity he inspired and helped to organize in France, l'Association des Frères et Sœurs du Sacré-Cœur de Jésus, kept his memory alive and inspired an entire family of lay and religious fraternities that have expanded beyond France to include many cultures and their languages on all continents. His dictionary manuscript was published posthumously in four volumes and has become known among Berberologists for its rich and apt descriptions.

It might seem like a little thing, even foolishness, for us to be out here tonight in the cold, gathered together yet socially distanced to share in the sacrament of Christ’s Body and Blood. Yet we are here because we recognize that God has called us to be here, that this is where God wants us to be tonight.

Our service here tonight might change the world, alter the course of nations. It probably won’t. But either way, we leave that in God’s hands. We do what we can when we can, no matter how small or insignificant, because we recognize what Jesus tells us in John’s Gospel this evening: that He has conquered the world.
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