This Covid thing, I mean, thing!

Last Sunday I set off for a long day off, two nights at Keilder. 


I grabbed my Ordnance Survey Map but when I arrived at Keilder I opened my map to the realisation that it had been published before the North Tyne had been dammed, so the Reservoir was not on my map.


I’m sure that there is a sermon in there somewhere?


As if the world is being challenged to find a way through this not just with an out of date map but without a map at all.

It all has an increasingly apocalyptic feel to it. 

What John Crace in the Guardian termed the 'pound shop' Churchillian rhetoric employed by the Prime Minister served simply to depress further spirits that had already sunk without trace.

Nothing has even come close in reach or association not even the splinter in my bottom when I was 8 to prepare me for this situation in which I now find myself alongside friends, neighbours, parishioners and folk I read about in the news.

Here we have an assault on our way of life that has divided neighbours and families and friends.

The rule of six, no joint household meetings and now Christmas is cancelled. 

The Prime Ministers broadcast last week was a reminder of just how serious this virus is. 


We are technically no longer in a pandemic as the virus has become endemic and the R number indicates that community transmission is now real and accelerating.


At the moment Churches remain open and we have taken advice with regard to ensuring that we are as Covid safe as possible.


It is probably far too early to be talking about Christmas. After all this weekend we will be celebrating Harvest and it is still English Summer Time after all the true countdown to Christmas begins with Advent Sunday celebrated this year on the 29thNovember.


I believe 87 shopping days to Christmas. So whilst on the one hand there is still time on the other it seems, following the Prime Ministers announcement of last week, Christmas is about to be cancelled.


Except!


Is it? 


Whilst much of what makes Christmas so special for people will not, cannot, now happen and there will be real sadness as families celebrate Christmas apart. As so many households remain separated unable to embrace, pull crackers, share gifts, there will be a real sense of loneliness and isolation Christmas greetings shared by long distance phone calls.


Yet if the tinsel has fallen of the commercial Christmas Tree, there is perhaps a fresh opportunity to celebrate a more authentic Christmas without all the trimmings.

There is much thought to be given about how that can be. I can only hope and pray that it will be possible to celebrate the birth of new hope that I will see a new dawn rise.


The great challenges facing our society globally and nationally, climate change, poverty remain and the church continues to work in poor and difficult areas, made more arduous by Covid, amongst outcast and rejected people who have lost confidence and hope for the future.


So we continue to pray for children born in refugee camps. 


Children slaughtered by their rulers. 


Families driven into migration, as the Holy family were. 


Christmas shorn of its commercial trappings can become a true celebration of humanity, of peace, goodwill and angelic greetings.


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