Desert Journeys 2
March 2nd 2017
I am fascinated by the City of London, and the ways in which I can both be in the midst of so many people and yet at the same time feel so isolated. Walking from one place to the other for a meeting, there can be a sense of utter isolation as so many are jostling for space on the streets as they go about their business.
I occasionally find it disturbing to realise that I matter less to others than their next task, their next destination. I am simply in their way. It can be quite a devastating thought.
On Ash Wednesday, we were reminded of our mortality. “Remember that you are dust and to dust you shall return”. It is not a morbid thought, but instead a wake up call to us who believe we are immortal and in full control of our lives. Our human bodies are frail and utterly reliant on God for their sustenance and sustainability.
It is when I am able to confront death that my soul can start grappling with what is truly important in life, and rest into the mystery and love of God.
This Lent, I want to practice a more intentional way to be in the presence of God in the midst of the City of London. Like the early monastics in the desert, I want to slow down, notice the signs of God’s presence all around – particularly by lifting my eyes above the clamour of the crowd, or finding signs of renewal in our green spaces or seeking and contributing to places of community.
Above all, my focus is on remembering that – even in the midst of the City – bidden or unbidden, God is here – and each and every one of us is loved, and matters.
Vicar, All Hallows By The Tower