Homilies by Rev. Andrew Collis unless indicated otherwise.
‘The Hiding God ’
At the end of the Leura Mall in the Blue Mountains,
there is a park with picnic benches, swings, slippery dips
and climbing equipment for children.
In this regard, Bloome Park,
is not much different from any other around the State.
There is, however, one difference:
Bloome Park has lots of massive towering gums,
rows of thick bushes and man-
great places for hiding
and whenever we take the grandchildren there Joshua and Micah,
very soon we find ourselves coaxed into playing a game of hide-
Now, when the aforementioned grandchildren play,
one loves seeking and will burst into rapturous joy when he finds you;
the other loves hiding and making just audible little squeaks to help his seeker find him.
This simple children’s game
captures something both profound
and paradoxical about the nature of God:
God is simultaneously seeking and hiding.
God seeks us out and at the same time hides from us.
Beginning with the story of Adam and Eve,
you could say that the Bible is a commentary on God searching for humanity.
God is concerned for us,
looking for us,
calling to us,
longing to find us.
The English poet Francis Thompson who wrote a much-
with the strange and startling name, the ‘Hound of Heaven’,
describes how God’s grace persists unwearingly in seeking us out.
God’s seeking is fundamental in Scripture and in our own experience.
But there is another, almost playful side, to God.
God loves hiding.
In the story of the risen Jesus on the walk to Emmaus,
we are told that when the disciples eyes were opened,
and they recognised him,
Jesus simply vanished from their sight!
Jesus gives them clues so that they recognise Him,
and then he hides again.
It is as though God wants to play hide-
but, sadly, we don’t want to play.
In the succeeding story in Luke’s Gospel,
we are told that Jesus opens the disciples’ minds
so that they understood the scriptures,
and then he ‘withdrew from them and was carried into heaven’.
In these post-
there is seeking and hiding,
revealing and concealing.
It is not unusual for theologians to speak of God’s hiddenness.
Some will say that God had been eclipsed,
that we are living in a spiritual blackout;
others will say that God is far away, in a kind of exile, a refugee, locked out, silenced
that there is a dreadful abyss between God and humanity
a great chasm fixed.
In the 1960s it was even popular to speak of God as being dead.
Usually this eclipse of God is blamed on human failure;
God, it is said,
has turned away from humanity,
because we have turned from God.
There is no doubt that human callousness and indifference
had led to God’s departure from the world.
All of us are implicated in God’s hiddenness.
But there are other times when it seems as though God chooses to hide.
Rather than God being a hidden God,
God is a hiding God,
and this hiding is not a permanent state of affairs:
God’s hiding from us is not of God’s essence:
‘Truly, you are a God who hides himself’, says Isaiah (45:15).
If you think of God as a hiding God,
rather than a hidden God,
then living the Christian faith is a lot more enjoyable.
God is there and wants to be found;
God is waiting to be disclosed,
to be admitted into our lives;
there are little squeaks from the bushes to help us,
there are sparks and the occasional rays of light to illuminate the darkness,
there are moments of God’s grace and radiance.
When I was a boy in North Queensland,
I used spend weekends on a friend’s parents’ dairy farm;
they didn’t have electricity,
and being dairy farmers who rose early to milk the cows,
they extinguished the pressure lanterns early at night and go to bed.
When everyone had gone to sleep
my friend and I would catch fireflies,
with their tiny glow,
and put them in a glass jar so that we could read in bed.
It is a little like that with God:
No matter how grim the situation may be
how much spiritual darkness crowds in,
the darkness is never final nor complete.
You can always gather the sparks,
preserve the moments of radiance,
defy the spiritual darkness,
and wait for God to say again:
‘Let there be light.’
And there will be light.
The Christian faith offers a better way
than bottling specks of living light
to illuminate the darkness;
it is the way of remembrance,
remembrance of the Judeo-
Remembrance of the Judeo-
is fundamental to Christian existence.
Jesus understood this well when he met the disciples on the way:
and began teaching them the Torah and the Prophets,
and interpreting to them the things about himself in the Scriptures (27).
Jesus takes them back to key events in the Bible,
like the exodus from Egypt, the revelation of God on Mt Sinai;
and we as Christians are also called upon to remember the great events
of Christmas, the Last Supper, the Crucifixion, Easter and Pentecost.
These great events in our history give us direction,
they point us to God’s actions in history;
events, we sometimes forget,
are even more important than doctrine and ethical principles,
even more important than the idea of liberation or the principle of justice.
Why? Because the ideas and the principles of Christianity
are derived from sacred events,
and our acceptance of Christian ideas and principles
is nurtured by the remembrance of those events.
This is why we observe the ‘Christian Year’.
We must never forget that our understanding of God,
our way to finding God,
comes not from speculation
but from discerning instances of God’s care in history and personal experience.
Christianity is a religion of history,
a religion of time.
the Christian faith
has its sources in the wellsprings of history.
Much of what the Bible expects of us
can be comprised in one word:
Much of what Jesus demands of us is to remember.
Remember the Christ who dies for you.
Remember the tradition from which you have sprung.
Remember the well-
Remember the living God.
How do we remember?
There are two vehicles of remembrance.
the first is worship or prayer
Shortly, we will share in Holy Communion;
There we enshrine our history in ritual,
we will keep our history alive in text and song,
and we will celebrate major events in our Christian tradition.
Worship and prayer are potent vehicles of remembrance,
they are pathways to faith in God;
they give us meaning and direction.
Just as we cannot live without a future,
we cannot live significantly without a past.
The true meaning of the present moment
cannot be found if divorced from the past moments
that led to its occurrence.
Just as in one’s personal life there are certain moments,
that give meaning and direction to the whole of one’s life,
so it is in the history of the Church,
there are certain moments or events
that give it meaning and direction.
It is primarily through worship and the prayers of the liturgy
that we recall and celebrate such moments and events.
Worshipping and praying is like picking up a liturgical piece of string
that leads to God.
The second vehicle of remembrance is religious study,
primarily, the study of Biblical literature and the Christian tradition.
Somehow, somewhere, we have lost sight that study is a sacred duty.
Confrontation with the Bible and the history of Christianity are prerequisites not only for Christian understanding
but also for finding our way to God.
Remembrance is nurtured by drinking from these holy springs.
Study nurtures faith;
as many of you can testify.
Simone Weil, in her wonderful little book called Waiting on God
says that study focuses attention
and that attention when directed towards God
is the substance of prayer.
Study, she says,
contains ‘a pearl so precious
that it is worth selling all your possessions,
keeping nothing for yourselves,
in order to be able to acquire it.’
Study is a kind of praying
disciplined thinking grafted onto prayer.
Study is a form of worship
a striving for closeness with God.
Study is not simply the acquisition of knowledge,
it is a genuine seeking for that gateway that leads to God.
Study and teaching are central to the Christian tradition.
How I wish our Church
could develop an appreciation for study and learning.
I am aware that Andrew [Collis] has produced many fine study booklets
but only a few ministers make the effort.
What a difference it would make
if our whole Church thought of learning as a holy act,
as an indispensable form of growth, enoblement,
and the means to gaining of wisdom.
The Jewish theologian, Martin Buber,
tells the story of how Rabbi Barukh’s grandson Yehiel
was playing hide-
He hid himself well and waited for his playmate to find him.
When he had waited for a long time,
he came out of his hiding place,
but the other boy was nowhere to be seen.
Then Yehiel realised that the other boy
had not looked for him from the very beginning.
This made him cry, and crying he ran to his grandfather
and complained of his faithless friend.
Then tears brimmed in Rabbi Barukh’s eyes
and he said:
‘God says the same thing:
‘I hide but no one wants to seek me.’”
Let me bring this homily to a close
in the great South Sydney tradition
with two question to prompt further reflection:
How will you witness to the risen Christ
when the forces of death seem so powerful?
How will you gather up the vehicles of remembrance
in order to seek out the living God?
Rev. Dr. William W. Emilsen