Choosing a Pope

My sisters and brothers in Christ in the Roman Catholic Church know how to put on a spectacle. Pope-making shows this in all its splendour. The cardinals are locked into the Sistine Chapel, the decision is conveyed by a plume of white smoke and the first words that are spoken are in Latin, by a man dressed as a Roman senator. Contrast that with the committee which has been meeting since the start of the year to appoint a new Archbishop of Canterbury.  The cardinals were locked in the Sistine Chapel so that they could better discern the will of God. I’m never quite sure how that works; I am always aware that the Divine will has first to penetrate my own flawed mind. But there is a wonderful line on the BBC website about the process; how  the cardinals were to consider “not just what the institution and Catholic believers needed, but also what humanity needed at a difficult juncture, with war and division the backdrop”. I love the breath of that vision. The Church of God is for all people, believers and non-believers. I know nothing about Pope Leo, Robert Prevost, beyond what I have read this morning but my own prayer is that he, like Francis, will speak truth and hope to all.

Rev David Poyner

Masterful Inactivity

Thought for the week is currently on holiday in the Outer Hebides. It is a wild landscape: rough moorland, rugged coasts, sweeping beaches. A few years ago, on a similar trip when I was feeling especially pious  I recall staring at the rock forms as I walked over a beach between two islands  wondering what God was saying to me. Perhaps it would be a profound message about Exodus, crossing the waters of life? On retrospect, I think what God was actually saying to me was that I was on holiday and to lighten up a bit. So I have no profound meditations to offer, just a feeling that the next time I have to deal with an irritating memo from a senior member of clergy, I will be better able to do this because of a week away not doing anything. God moves in a mysterious way.

Rev David Poyner