Although I myself had not crossed the Atlantic for a decade, people do it all the time. So I expected it to be a long day, but also straightforward.

Imagine my surprise then to find myself sitting on a yellow line on a marble tiled floor waiting for the national computer system that controls Border and Custom Protection across the United States to be fixed.

I was not alone. Over 500 people were behind me in the non-moving queue. I was right at the front – at the yellow line when the system went down.

The computer breaking is, of course, the ultimate cause of a disheartened shrug from anyone who looks like they might be an authority figure. The fact that it is the national system only makes the shrug both more emphatic and deflecting.

What surprised me most was that the first four hours were so orderly and calm. It was about that time that bottles of water appeared. Far fewer than the number of people in the hall. By then it was, according to the time zone in which the people in the queue had woken up, well past midnight.

Over those four hours many other people had been processed though the system: American citizens and those with good old fashioned Visas. Then they let the Canadians in. The rest of us had registered in advance with ESTA, the ‘electronic system for travel authorisation’. They already had all the data on us; but were not going to be satisfied until our fingerprints were taken and digitally stored. And that’s the bit that wasn’t working.

Sitting on the floor and reading Emerson’s essay on Henry David Thoreau, I couldn’t help but wonder what that stern old solitary would have made of this scenario. It would of course have been absurdly unimaginable from the peace of Walden Pond. But you don’t need to go back that far to make this a nightmare beyond our dreams.

And that’s the horror of it. In the good old days you might have had a problem when a clerk ran out of ink for their stamp, or broke the nib of their pen. That would slow things down for a while, but the problem would be solved locally and quickly.

The big issue here is not that 500 + people should have been offered water before four hours, or that it more like five before any hint of a snack appeared – a rather nice granola bar, in fact. Nor is the issue that people were so calm and relaxed in their queuing and waiting.

After 4 hrs and 40 minutes, and increasingly nervy announcements (which were now being greeted by a little jeering) saying ‘we are working on it’, someone took the decision to let us all into the US without being finger-printed. At last we were free to enter the land of the free.

It was quite an experience; quite a ‘welcome’. The worry though is the extent to which the computer going down created a logistical problem no one could solve.

That’s today’s world: big systems and focused risk. Great when it works.

But what’s plan B?

The good people at Sacristy Press have published my ebook Beyond Busyness: Time Wisdom in an Hour as a paperback.  http://www.sacristy.co.uk/books/ministry-resources/time-wisdom-in-an-hour

They have done a nice job and, while I like the portability of the eBook, I also like having a real book in my hand: turning the pages, making a margin note with a pencil and so on. And what’s more, with a paperback you can lend a copy to your friend – or leave it in a public place for a random stranger to pick up. I saw someone do this with a thriller recently. It seems such a fun idea.  But to do it with a little book about time wisdom is a potentially transformative act of charity.

I have emphasized the need for clergy to get wise about time. But the reality is that there is need for very many people in all walks of life and at different stages in life’s journey to wise up about time too. Recent editions of the Wall Street Journal and New York Times carried articles explaining the ills of busyness, and in April 2010 the Harvard Business Review warned of the dangers of what authors Heike Bruch and Jochen I. Menges, called ‘The Acceleration Trap’, whereby companies and corporations both demand more and more in terms of productivity and simply keep changing things.

This is why Time wisdom matters so much!

Time wisdom is ‘time management plus’. Time management tends to treat time as if it were a limited resource which can be used more or less efficiently.  As I put it in the micro-paperback: Beyond Busyness: Time Wisdom in an Hour

Time wisdom says that what matters about time is not only physics but biology, psychology and spirituality. People have complex needs, curious cycles and, thankfully, individual and not always predictable thoughts and feelings. … Time is also the opportunity, the wonder and mystery of the present moment. Time is a new turn of the kaleidoscope of possibilities which requires of us not efficient reaction, but creative response based on a careful reading of the ever changing patterns. This is part of the joy of life …

Regular readers of this blog will know that I recently challenged people to give up busyness for Lent. Some of those who took it on said it was the toughest Lenten challenge they have ever encountered – the busy habit was so ingrained, the demon busyness so powerful. It was not that there was more and more work to do necessarily, but that the need to be busy had inched its way into the soul – squeezing out the contemplative space and creating a frenzy of on-going and draining activity.

Those who tried it reported that some of the tips I suggested, like never letting people get away with calling you ’busy’, not using the word as a self-description, and finding some regular time each day to do absolutely nothing had a big impact on them and helped them ease themselves out of a dangerous rut.

As for myself – I tried it too and also found it a real test. I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised that having gone so public in this area I would be challenged – and I was almost flooded out with new work, unexpected opportunities and even a family bereavement. Through it all I remained resolute that come what may I would not let the demon busyness get into my soul. I think I just about keep it at bay – but it is a constant struggle. I shall be taking an hour to reread my own little book every now and again: just to help keep the upper  hand with regard to busyness.

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Just when I was thinking that I had said all I could about the demon busyness, and that everyone was bored stiff with me going on and on about it, I meet someone for whom the whole ‘Beyond Busyness’  thing is a revelation. And more than that, a liberation.

It happened this morning as I was talking to someone with a similar job to mine – but who is on sabbatical from the far side of the world.

‘That’s right’ she said. ‘People use “I am busy” as an excuse all the time. And the clergy are the worst…’

‘And it undermines their ministry’ I added.

‘Absolutely’ she replied.

And so it went on. I gave her a book and two ‘I’M NOT BUSY’ wristbands when she left.

It sees like the demon busyness is alive and well down-under.

And that makes me wonder whether this is a global problem or whether some places are worse than others.  I’d be interested to know what you think. .

From a sermon preached at Durham Cathedral, Sunday 14th April 2013.

It seems to me that since the death of Baroness Thatcher, the whole nation has been behaving rather like a bereaved family. Ordinary life has been suspended. The agenda of the media and of many personal conversations has been changed. Politicians of the 1980s have resurfaced and the issues of the Thatcher years have been reviewed and re-debated. People have had to make decisions about the funeral and others have entered into the question of whether they are right.

The domestic question of who should send what floral tribute has been replaced by just how many soldiers and heads of state to try to cram into St Paul’s, but underneath it is the same issue. How do we rightly remember this person who like everyone else had strengths and weaknesses, lovable and less lovable characteristics and who impacted on different people in different ways?

Memories live long here in the North East. The Bishop of Durham whom Margaret Thatcher appointed, David Jenkins is still a much loved and respected figure. There was no mistaking his solidarity with those who were losing out, no mistaking his advocacy for social justice.

And yet if you look at his notorious enthronement sermon, preached in 1984, you will read not the words of someone siding with Mr Arthur Scargill, but an advocate for reconciliation.

‘I suggest,’ he said, ‘that there must be no victory in the miners’ strike. There must be no victory, but a speedy settlement which is a compromise pointing to community and the future’.

‘The miners must not be defeated’, was his first point. ‘But there must be no victory for them on present terms’ was his second. Jenkins was seeking to open up space for reconciliation and hope. It got a strong ovation on the day but the central point of his message was not heard. The 1980s were not days of compromise or conciliation: it was a decade of conflict and ideology, victory and defeat.

There must be room at this time of national reflection on the eighties for a tear of lament that things weren’t conducted with a touch more humanity and humility. It is particularly tragic that the main protagonists took a very dualistic, zero-sum, view of the conflict: it was either, we win and you lose, or, if you win, we lose. The language of the enemy within did not help at all, nor did it help to sloganize the idea of there being no alternative.

A journalist went to a coalfield area earlier this week and tried to get people to talk about the miners’ strike. No one was very forthcoming. As he was about to leave someone said, ‘please don’t take this personally, but people don’t want to talk it is too painful. There was real suffering. People were hungry, became ill and there were suicides because of it all’.

The pain and heaviness of the memory of the mining industry is a reality today – as anyone in Durham Cathedral for the Gala service every July will testify. The mines may be closed, but the wounds are still open. And many of those wounds date back long before the 1980s

There is no case for forgetting – but there is manifest need for healing; for the healing of memories and the letting-go of hatred.

The past, however formative, however determinedly not forgotten, is precisely the past. It matters, but it is not is the last word. That’s the beauty of both time and resurrection. Tomorrow is another day and as we move towards it we must take with us not only the half of the Christian gospel which was so important to Mrs Thatcher – responsibility and freedom, but the parts on which, as Archbishop Robert Runcie put it, she was not so strong on – grace, forgiveness and reconciliation.

Mrs Thatcher was not often impressed by bishops – Jenkins was ‘a cuckoo’ and in her memoirs she said that she wished that Sir Richard O’Brien, who ran the Manpower Services Commission and was chair of the committee that would advise the Prime Minister on the appointment of a new Archbishop of Canterbury, ‘had combined his two jobs and established a decent training scheme for bishops’.

We will all have our thoughts about what such a scheme should prioritise, but my own perspective is that anyone taking on genuine Christian leadership needs to be able to help others open themselves to the possibility that God might heal the past and reconcile communities. This involves honouring the past, the present and the future, but honouring even more the transcendent and transforming power of God’s grace.

It is this grace on which we all rely for forgiveness and healing; none of us is perfect, or even as good as we should be or could be. We are a community not of the righteous, but of sinners. No community is without fault. Nor was the past ever without pain.

But we will never do what we can or should for the future while we are dreaming of a better past. To be people of true hope that is the one thing that we always have to sacrifice – our vain hope that the past might have been better.

The Christian Gospel tells us that there is life beyond death; it also assures us that we cannot enter into the kingdom of God nursing grudges or holding fast to hatred. Bereavement brings the past to life in vivid ways, stirs old pains and opens old wounds. Resurrection, on the other hand, brings us to new life where the pain of the past is healed, the broken are made whole again and all are reconciled. This is God’s work, God’s politics, God’s future and the basis of all true hope.

A few years ago I wrote a book called Barefoot Disciple: Walking the Way of Passionate Humility. Because it was the Archbishop of Canterbury’s Lent Book, 2011, it has been read by quite a lot of people. I received fair bit of feedback at the time and still do. Indeed I am this weekend in a Birmingham parish where a number of people read it just recently. Apparently their discussion really took off when it came to the subject of foot-washing. During the peace on Thursday night someone I had never met before greatly me warmly, saying, ‘I really enjoyed your book’. Such moments are deeply touching, humbling and rewarding. But this blog is about a response to the book which is all of those things – but in a way that is off the scale.

When I was writing Barefoot Disciple, I did, from time to time, take off my shoes and socks and step out into our very large and overgrown former rectory garden and do a kind of walking meditation. You could call it a wincing meditation, as I am not very hardy. But I remain glad for the memory of walking barefoot on frosty grass and damp gravel.

What I never expected, however, was that anyone would pick up the idea and take it one step further. But this is exactly what Hannah Phillips has done these last few years, deciding to go barefoot through Holy Week, come what may. It was always a bold decision – but the weather this year has made it especially challenging.

This is how Hannah explains how the experience has challenged her.

When my feet hurt, I often felt tempted to take the easy path – to walk on the grass rather than on the gravel, so to speak. But I thought this would be missing the point. Many people around the world don’t have the option to take an easy route.

I think our journey of faith is like this. We are often faced with difficult decisions, and we must trust in God to guide us onto the right path.

Hannah’s barefoot experience is one from which I have learnt quite a lot: simply by reflecting on how much I don’t want to do any such thing myself. I mean: so cold, so scratchy, so dirty and so difficult to explain. It is a radical and prophetic gesture, pointing to the reality of the down to earth poverty of so many of God’s people, and the vulnerability that we are all invited to share as we follow in the footsteps of Jesus Christ.

On her blog http://cakeandtheology.blogspot.co.uk/ Hannah has written about her own learning too:

Soon after Jesus rode in in his glory, people in the hierarchy saw his difference as a challenge to them. Instead of embracing his humility they fought it. They did not spare the time to understand him, instead they condemned him to death. Every time we walk past the person in the street behaving slightly differently and judge them we are complicit in what happened to Jesus. Just as when we welcome in the stranger to our house, we are welcoming Jesus in too.

Walking barefoot has highlighted for me how judgemental I can be. It is easy to condemn others before you understand them. It is easy to look at me and say I am mad, poor or just plain stupid, when you do not know why I have bare feet. I am vulnerable and I seek to be understood. How many other people feel like that and do I do enough to listen?

There is much to learn by reflecting all this. And, who knows, a reader of this blog might be inspired to a barefoot venture of their own. Hannah’ barefoot days are also raising money for Us.- formerly USPG – http://www.weareus.org.uk/

If you wish you can make a supportive donation here: https://www.justgiving.com/account/your-pages/Hannah-Phillips7

This is the text of a talk I gave in Durham Cathedral on Wednesday 27th March 2013. It is much longer than my normal posts.  So maybe make yourself a drink before you settle down to it.

Reading: Matthew 26. 69-75

When he realises that he has fulfilled Jesus’ words by denying him, Peter does not only weep, but he weeps bitterly. What is it that makes his tears so sour? Why do the evangelists insist on that word bitterly, why does J.S. Bach make so much of it in both his great Passions?

It is, I suspect, the bitterness of self-disappointment.

Over the years, I have made something of a study of forgiveness (and yes, it is ironic that I am only now coming round to taking the subject of sin reasonably seriously…). The most common issue that comes up when you talk about forgiveness pastorally is that people say ‘the trouble is, I can’t forgive myself’.

Part of me always wants to say, ‘no you can’t, that’s just the way it is with forgiveness’. But the less analytical and more pastoral part of me understands. What I think people mean when they say that they can’t forgive themselves is that they have let themselves down and feel unworthy of self –respect, and therefore self-forgiveness.  This, I think is a common enough experience.  Not to be taken lightly. Rather to be taken as the salt in the wound of sin, the bitterness in Peter’s tears.

Some commentators have suggested that it is the bitterness in the tears that turns them into repentance.  This is a helpful suggestion and takes us away for the concept of self-forgiveness – indeed it suggests that a Christian reading is very different to a humanistic or straightforwardly psychological reading. The psychologist says,’ let me help you forgive yourself’. The Christian pastor says, ‘nope, you are right, you can’t forgive yourself and realising that is the beginning of repentance – and guess what! – the beginning of repentance is also the end of forgiveness.’

It is when you realise that you can’t forgive yourself that you truly open yourself to God’s forgiveness.

As the aria, Ebarme dich in the Bach’s Matthew Passion has it: ‘Have mercy, my God, for the sake of my tears! See here, before you heart and eyes weep bitterly. Have mercy on me, my God.’

That aria is a six-minute crucifixion on the emotions. In it, I hear the suggestion not that Peter was a bad man but that he was a good man trying his hardest doing his best and discovering that his best was not good enough. He was a strong man at full stretch and then beyond his elastic limit.

Bitter tears come for a soul that knows that it can never spring back into shape again – things will never be the same.  Bitter tears come with the recognition that the projects of self-sufficiency, self-justification, self-forgiveness, are all vain and ultimately useless. Bitter tears are those in the eyes of all who survey the wondrous cross and think to themselves – here is my hope, my only hope.

We have travelled a few steps with Peter these last few days. Seeing him rise and fall, excel and fail, be named the rock and now end up in a soggy mess of bitter tears, realising that his friend knew him better all along; his friend who is going to die alone.  I said on Monday that loneliness is the consequence of sin – not only of the sinner but of those who sinned against. Grace and agape – these are the things that banish loneliness, and if we live in society based on inclusion and social justice – well that helps banish loneliness too.

So the bitterness in our tears is that we can’t forgive ourselves because we no longer like or trust ourselves. And yet that intuition, that recognition, is not a one-way ticket to hell. Rather it is the necessary condition that allows us to avail ourselves of the love and mercy of God. We seek God’s forgiveness not because we would rather like God to do something that we can perfectly well do ourselves – at least on a good day. We seek God’s forgiveness because its only God’s forgiveness that can deal with the issue we have: and the issue that we have is that we are sinners and that our tears are not only copious and salty, but bitter. To say that they (our tears) are full of regret is to understate it. The point is that they are full of truthful self-recognition – and, as we all know, Jesus in the fourth gospel says without equivocation that the truth will set you free. What he doesn’t say is that the truth is very nice and that encountering it will be a pleasant or positive experience.

This short series of Holy Week talks has the title ‘Living with Sin’ and I have been trying to make connections between what you might call a contemporary mind-set and the word ‘sin’ which on the whole doesn’t fit there. We looked a bit at the deadlies yesterday and saw that in some ways it is difficult for us to see just why or how they are deadly.

This evening want to offer you a different range of things that might just help you make some sort of sense of the idea that there are some habits of mind, or attitudes of heart, that have the capacity to keep turning us away from God.   Before launching my list at you let me offer a few hints as to what I might be getting at.

First of all, the sorts of things that are on my list are things that have got the capacity to slip under the radar of self-awareness. I am not going to stand here and tell you that it is sinful to murder people or to steal from them. By the time there is a law against something it has lost, for most people, or at least most of the sorts of people who pop along to Cathedrals to hear talks about sin, much of its allure.

Nonetheless, you can be sure that the sin that best engages, I mean wastes,  your time and energy is not something that causes you to tut-tut, though there are plenty of examples of people tut-tutting against the things that in their life that are most ashamed of. This is tactical tut-tutting, the sort that seeks to set up a smokescreen.  People naively think that if they protest enough against something in others no one will ever suspect that this is, in fact, their own most troubling fault.

Of course it is not an iron rule – people who protest against things are not necessarily practising them, but there is often something going on like this when people become aggressive, or if they go on witch- hunt or start throwing blame around.

When it comes to the sins of our age we are all at them – to greater or lesser degrees. The sins, the thoughts of mind, the habits of the heart which are destructive in any culture tend to be participated in, more or less, by most of the people who inhabit that culture.  Our sins are indeed the sins of wealthy consumerist, late modern people living in the north Atlantic countries

One final word before I share my little list. It must be clear now that the sins that really matter are not the ones that easily make themselves known, not those which are advertised and not those which are themselves illegal.  The sins that matter are those which get under the radar, are insidious, common and sometimes even present themselves as virtues. Some of these are banal, others are things we might indeed feel proud of. It is worth remembering that Peter was in the end caught out in the very area where he felt he was strong – loyalty. ‘Though all become deserters because of you, I will never desert you.’

It is clear that the things on my list are not intended to cause you to say tut-tut about others. More likely they will make you think that I have lost my senses.  Maybe I have.  You must make your own decision, but these are some of the more common ways in which we and others in our culture manage to distance ourselves from God and get in the way of grace. So here is my list of contemporary deadlies:

Niceness, busyness, grumbling, perfectionism, envy, and control-freakery.

I know it’s only six, but it’s enough to be going on with. If you want to add a couple to the list please feel free.

I have put them order of increasing toxicity.

Niceness is the most benign on the list. I don’t mean here to malign good manners, politeness courtesy and the like. There is real virtue here:  and Andre Compte-Sponville has it has the first on this list of 18 great virtues. He puts politeness first because it can be the first step to learning other virtues and I put it first because it can be the first part of the slippery slope.

But by niceness I mean the willingness to take short-cuts to popularity and influence.  Niceness is the sin that squeezes truth into a form that will please the very person who should be distressed by what they hear. Niceness lacks moral courage and is without faith in the reconciling power of grace.  When we are self-consciously and determinedly nice we are conflict and risk-averse.  We prefer to be on good terms than to face a necessary truth. To prioritise being nice is a way of getting on in the world, but that’s all it is.

No 2 is busyness. I have said plenty about this this Lent and persuaded a number of people to try to give it up.  See www.notbusy.co.uk The idea is not of course to give up on the attempt to make the best use of your time or to live vocationally or sacrificially. The idea is to remove yourself from the corrosive and toxic power of the’ busyness syndrome’ which mistakes activity for action and being wanted for being useful.

Third is grumbling. Benedict was onto this so we can hardly say that it is a new observation.  A few years ago I tried to give up grumbling for Lent – and thence for life. It’s not easy. Impossible in fact- indeed it is impossible entirely to avoid any of these deadly habits – which is why we rely on God’s forgiving grace rather than God’s just reward. Grumbling, however, is a major issue in our culture where the critical faculties needed to be a good scientist, and the sense of entitlement needed to be a demanding consumer, come together to create a social milieu which is often a long way from the values of, say, the Sermon on the Mount.  Someone once told me that her effort to give up grumbling nearly ruined her social life: what else is there to talk about than things that are not as they should be! Well, that’s the issue in a nutshell. If we rely on discontent to bond us we are a very long way from the kingdom of God.

Fourth comes perfectionism.  This is perhaps the silliest of sins. I mean who is ever going to get anything perfect?  And yet it is alive and well in us.  We get hints of this in some of the rhetoric that knocks around places like this – ‘world class’, ‘continuous improvement’ and so on.  These are the aspirations of those who have tasted success and want some more , want it all, perhaps, who want to be world-beaters, world-leaders, the best of the best, the most superlative. Perfectionism has its place – I mean, who wants a slap-dash dentist. But we all know that perfectionism means the striving for an unreasonable standard and letting that striving spoil things at the human level.

I have put envy fifth on my list. It is there propping up the 10 commandments in the form of covetousness and as we noted yesterday recognised by Jungian analysis and its derivatives. Envy is amazing in this capacity to shape our desires.  Just think of the amount of time you have spent comparing yourself with the qualities, successes, attributes or material goods of others.  Envy is necessary to the sort of political economy we have and for that reason perhaps gets a better press than it deserves.

(Come to think of it I don’t recall hearting many sermons against envy.  If I heard an excellent one I’d probably be jealous of the gifts of the preacher and to compensate would grumble about its deficiencies. All sins are connected… )

It’s only when we get beyond envy that we can fully appreciate the way in which God loves and shines through others.  If you are seeing a person though envious eyes you are not seeing what God sees.  If our eyes were but more graceful (grace- filled) we would know less of envy.

Finally I come to control-freakery. This is the desire we have to be in charge, to sort things out, to determine things, to have our own way. This is connected to the idea of will-to-power and it lies behind a phenomenal amount of personal ambition, behaviour as well as banes of modern life such as managerialism.

The neuroscientist Ian McGilchrist has argued that the left hemisphere of the brain is our on-board manager, accountant, planner and analyst and that we would certainly be lost without it.  But he has also argued that the left brain has a huge blind-spot, and that blind-spot lies in failing to appreciate the value of the right brain. Indeed the left brain – the manager – puts a lot of energy into trying to neutralise the visionary, creative, artistic, subtle, sensitive spiritual right hemisphere.

McGilchrist believes that we are at a decisive point in the history of our culture in terms of whether we let the control-freak tendency in human beings finally run the show, or whether we open ourselves to a more enlightened and spiritually open form of living.  We need not over-dramatize this in order to recognise that the part of us which seeks to grab and grasp control is not the grace-open or grace-sensitive part. Control-freakery is animated by fear and anxiety, and the attitude which tends to denigrate the competencies of others and over-estimate the self.

Which takes us back to Peter territory – the territory that takes us on a journey to the cross – but not by a direct route. The journey to the cross for the sinful disciple is not the route of the Via Dolorosa. Rather it is the journey that comes to an abrupt end at cockcrow, and which continues not clear-sightedly, but as we feel our way forward tentatively, our eyes filled with bitter tears which know we cannot forgive ourselves. Tears that are the beginning of the repentance that proves that, after all, we do trust in Christ alone:  for his redeeming, reconciling and renewing love; in a word, for his great accomplishment – his life-giving, sprit-breathing resurrection.

The resurrection alone can deal with our sins. They are never going not be eradicated for us, but if we are to live a radically new life it will be without them, and with and in the fellowship that is God’s will or all those whom he loves. Those whom he sees not as unworthy sinners, but as children who know that they cannot forgive themselves and so who turn to him in an act of repentance which is both the deepest desperation and the most sublime hope.

This is the text of a talk I gave in Durham Cathedral on Tuesday 26th March 2013. It is much longer than my normal posts.  So maybe make yourself a drink before you settle down to it.

Reading: Matthew 26.31-35

In a famous letter to the Archbishop of Canterbury Cosmo Gordon Lang, Evelyn Underhill said that the clergy ought to be more fully trained in prayer and more fully devoted to it.  She went on to say that ‘God is the interesting thing about religion’. This has always struck me as a curious way of putting things, and one which is not borne out by parish experience where God is often the least likely subject of conversation.  I think there is something of a reverse truth about people which connects with the theme of these talks. So one might say that, ‘sin is the interesting thing about human beings’.

It may sound perverse to say so but the evidence is quite strong. Look at the storylines of novels, films and soap operas. Few are animated by virtue. It’s vice that makes people pay attention.  Think of the number of detective stories there are. Have a look at the’ true crime’ section next time you are in a bookshop. Just think about what makes news, news, especially local news.  Good news is tedious and dull, or so the market –forces suggest and broadcasters tend to go along with it. And it’s true at the level of gossip too – people love telling each other about things that have revealed the sinfulness of another person. ‘You won’t believe what he or she has said or done now…’ You will know that that words like that are unlikely to be the introduction to a story about generosity or kindness or courage.

Sin and the consequences of sin fascinate us. I know this is not good but it does strike me that the church could make a bit more of it.  Of course we are all ashamed that our aspiration to be virtuous and holy is self-thwarted day by day. And this shame is one of the reasons why we try to keep the subject of sin at bay.  Yes, there are other good reasons why we avoid the language of sin: we know that it can be used manipulatively and cruelly. And we know that Jesus warned people against judging each other.  But anyone with an ounce of insight will realise that you don’t need to judge others to talk about sin.

The average Christian is a walking encyclopaedia of sinfulness which can only be read properly from the inside.  But the sad truth is that all too often, rather than developing what you might call sin-literacy, learning how to read the book of sin which is our sorry and ashamed self, we have developed sin-blindness. We work hard to avoid appreciating that the true script of our lives is written in words which are far from flattering: pride, sloth, greed, lust, envy.  These are five of the seven deadlies, handed down to us largely thanks to Gregory the Great.  It is worth noticing, though, that the list of deadly sins has not been without fluidity, a point which I will want to explore shortly. Also worth pointing out that the idea of this list of seven goes back to a hermit called Evagrius.

Evagrius, however, did not talk of deadly sins, exactly.  He thought of the things on his list as seven habits of mind, which inclined the Christian soul in the wrong direction.  For Evagrius the list was not of deadly sins but of ‘thoughts’- and he lists not seven but eight. In her book expounding them, Angela Tilby calls them the ‘diagnostic toolkit’.  That tells us that Evagrius was less interested in forensic issues, or questions of judgement or blame and more interested in issues of health.

Clearly the eight items on his list are not healthy or wholesome habits of thought. But simply casting them as thoughts seems to me to suggest that they are less shameful than if we call them sins.  And this has the liberating consequence that they can become more the kind of think we can talk about in pastoral and preaching contexts, as well as becoming usable as the vocabulary of self-description.

It also raises the possibility that some of these sins or thoughts might not be all bad: anger, for instance. Surely there is place for anger if the weak are being abused by the strong. And sadness – surely sadness is the right thought when faced with tragedy or loss.  Then there is pride: of course arrogance and conceitedness are bad, as is chauvinism, but there is also good pride, both in what you have done well and in the way we delight in the success of others. As one who has struggled with the challenge of not being busy through Lent, I would also want to make a case for sloth.

It’s not always good to be trying to do more. Doing less has its time and its place. Failing to do your fair share of the chores is not really on, but there should always be time, in a good and obedient Christian life, to say, let’s have a break, let’s just leave it for now… in fact let’s just leave it. One of the most important things we can do is sit down and write not a ‘to do’ list but a ‘to don’t’ list. You can neither do it all than you can have it all. These are lies which we pass onto each other in our overly addicted, constantly accelerating culture.

We might want to pause before we start to make a positive case for all the thoughts on Evagrius’ list or sins on Gregory’s, though we should not perhaps be too hard on vainglory (a character weakness rather than a sin perhaps –  I mean, who gets hurt when we get a bit puffed up?). On the other hand, and lust and gluttony do take some justifying. As for avarice or envy… one would struggle to find a good word for it, and yet this is probably the least confessed and least discussed sins. It is so fundamental to who we are to envy others and to keep it quiet.

I was speaking (conversationally) to a Jungian analyst the other day and she said, in passing, that ‘when the envy begins to come out you can be sure that the process of analysis is coming to an end.’ This sounded wise to me.  Of all toxic thoughts we have, all the sinful habits of mind, envy is perhaps the most undermining of the good.  The sludge at the bottom of your soul very probably consists of a lot of envy. It’s worth dwelling for a moment on that: we say in the abstract that Christ died for our sins – and that seems okay. But to say Christ died for our envy… that sounds pathetic. Envy is such a mean and useless thing.  And yet my hunch is that in today’s world it is maybe envy that is the sin of sins. Theology has traditionally said that that place is reserved for pride, and we need to listen to that wisdom- though very carefully as it is easy to mis-hear it.

However there is a book that seeks to rehabilitate all the seven deadly sins. Called the Joy of Sin it takes an evolutionary psychology perspective and makes the case for the adaptive nature of the deadlies.  It’s an interesting approach, not only saying that lust is necessary to ensure that another generation will come along,  but that the desire to do the necessary for the next generation actually lies behind some rather admirable and good behaviours. The suggestion is that it is the more lustful of us who are more likely to behave more like the Good Samaritan in Jesus’ famous story.

The book’s argument about gluttony is in an interesting one.  The author Simon Laham, lists Gregory’s five different ways of being greedy: first simply being too greedy – eating too much. But there is also the sin of eating too early, to expensively and ‘with too much focus on how the food is prepared’. These are, he says, the sins of the French – not the sins of the obese.

Obesity today, he rightly points, out is correlated with poverty.  This is true in our own culture but perhaps not so true globally – the average American is heavier than the average Nepali.  But his point is still worth thinking about as it reminds us that sin is easily read off from a person’s exterior.  He goes on to talk about the way in which our eating is not always driven by desire: habits and mis-readings of the environment are also significant.  For instance, many of us are driven along by the ‘clean the plate’ phenomenon – which is hardly a deadly sin in itself, but which can cause people who are drinking soup in a situation where their bowl, unknown to them, is being constantly refilled from a hidden source beneath their table, to consume copious quantities.

Many people today consider being on a diet virtuous.  It is perhaps a way of keeping the deadly sin of gluttony at bay. Indeed for many people Lent is marked more by a tweak of the diet more than by anything else. We might wonder whether this is, in fact, a good thing, whether it is a way of dealing with or avoiding gluttony.  Experiments have shown that people who are on diets consistently underperform in certain cognitive tests. That means they don’t think as well as people who are not on diets. There are a number of possible reasons for this but if not being on a diet means that a) you are not thinking so much about what you are eating and so have more metal space for more significant matters and b) you have enough oxygen in your blood to make your brain work properly then it could be that avoiding a diet and risking gluttony is the better habit, a less sinful way of operating.

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The point on which I ended last night was the idea that our sins stem from our strengths.

It seems to me a fairly obvious point, though it is not one that informs the way we talk about sin. Sin is much more likely to be connected with weakness than with strength. We see ourselves as giving into temptation because we are weak: not as generating temptations for ourselves because we are strong.  But the Christian insight is often that the truth of things is often the opposite of what we once thought.

So let’s dwell for a while on the idea of sin as strength misused or taken to an extreme for a second.  Go to the playground or workplace: it is the physically strong person who is the bully – the imposing presence imposes itself inappropriately. Or the person of high intelligence:  that is the one who will belittle the ignorance of others. It is the quick witted one who will cut into others with a cruel swipe of the tongue.

It follows from his that one way in which we might beging to learn a bit more about ourselves as sinners is to reflect not so much on the negatives, the things we know that are bad or the areas where we know we are weak, but on the areas where we know we are strong.  You could call these sins, tragic sins. They are gifts misused and thinking in a certain way we might say that there is no cause for them.

But there’s another angle on this. I don’t know why, but sin seems to have a quality that makes it particularly difficult to understand and relate to, indeed to live with.  I think of it as a malevolent intelligence. It is slippery and difficult. It is slightly cleverer and certainly a bit quicker than we are.  It is insidious.

So the modern pastor has not only to work with the new problem that the language of sin has been rendered culturally impotent (yesterday’s first point) but also with the older problem that even if you get sin out on to the table, it is no more graspable or controllable than a blob of mercury.

What this means is that the worst sins are not those that appear under the banner headlines, or which cause people to be locked up in high security prisons. On the contrary, these are by and large the sins that speak their own name and, if not, are unequivocally labelled: at least by others.

The sins that are more pastorally and spiritually important are the ones that either slip under the radar, or which have the gall to announce themselves and parade about in public.  These are the vices which disguise themselves as virtues – and it is these that you, and the good Christian people committed to your oversight, are most prone to.  There is nothing salacious or titillating about them, but they are alive and well and largely undiagnosed. We will look at a list of them – the new deadlies – tomorrow.

For now I want to conclude by returning to the story of Peter, which we heard earlier. This is strong Peter, Peter in bragging mode:

‘Though all become deserters because of you, I will never desert you.’

Peter knows that this sounds good. It is what he feels others expect of him. He is the rock, after all. He is Mr Dependable, Mr Reliable.  We can have no doubt that Peter wishes that this were true of himself.  He might even think it is true of himself.  And we are all like Peter in this regard:  generating our own PR and then wanting to believe it… and then actually believing it.

Jesus is not fooled, however, and says to him words that have become among the most memorable in scripture:

‘Truly I tell you, this very night, before the cock crows, you will deny me three times.’

But Peter still will not have it. He doesn’t get it. He can’t accept this vision of himself as weak and fallible. He desperately wants to be the strong one. ‘You can rely on me, Jesus. I will be there for you.’

‘Even though I must die with you, I will not deny you.’

Well, we all know how that story ends.

The question for us to ponder is how our own story ends.

  • Where and how do we over-promise?
  • How and when do we paint a picture of ourselves which is more to do with aspiration than reality?
  • Why do we not only then try to persuade others that it is true – but also manage to dupe ourselves?
  • Why is my sin cleverer than I am?
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