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Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christmas. Show all posts

Thursday, 23 December 2010

Christmas Greetings to all my followers

I will be taking a few days break over Christmas resuming my posts in a few days time. Meanwhile I wish all my readers a very Happy and Peaceful Christmas and many blessings for 2011.


And thank you for reading my blogs.



(The photo is of a nativity set seen in a shop window in Funchal Old Town in Madeira last year).

Sunday, 19 December 2010

Ancestors of Jesus


As we approach the Christian celebration of the birth of Christ, I thought it would be interesting to look at some of the ancestors of Jesus. And some of them have a colourful story surrounding them!

Matthew starts off this first gospel with the genealogy of Christ. He wants to show how Jesus is not only the Messiah but also the Son of David, to demonstrate Jesus' Royal lineage. He also wants to demonstrate a continuity between the Israel of the Old Testament and Jesus. This Matthew may or may not be the apostle - opinions seem divided on this point. The gospel is also written in a very legalistic way when compared with the more personable accounts given by Luke in the third of the four gospels. Matthew follows the legal Jewish system in his family tree, following the father's roots even though Joseph was father of Jesus only by adoption.

So in Chapter 1 vv. 2-3 of Matthew we learn that Abraham begot Isaac, Isaac begot Jacob, who begot Judah and his brothers. Judah begot Perez and Zerah by Tamar his daughter in law!!

So what is the story behind this?

Tamar originally married Er, the firstborn son of Judah and Shua. But Er was wicked, in ways we do not know, and as judgement from God he died prematurely before the couple had born any children. It was the custom in a Levirate marriage that the first born to a dead man's brother was considered to be the child of the deceased man. So Judah asked Er's brother Onan to marry Tamar to have a child, but Onan didn't want to consummate his marriage to Tamar so he too suffered a premature death at God's hand as revenge, because we are told the Lord was not well pleased!

Now we come to the really naughty bit! Tamar clearly wanted a child anyway, so she dressed up and masqueraded as a prostitute and waylaid Judah, her father in law, along the road where she knew he was travelling. Sure enough she enticed Judah and in due course gave birth to twins by him. And the first born was Perez and so the male line ran through from Perez to Joseph the adoptive father of Jesus.

Sunday, 5 December 2010

The Wounded Healer


There is quite a bit of misunderstanding around as to the real nature of a Wounded Healer, and indeed many are not familiar with the term at all. I have been interested for a while in the whole concept, and in the social significance of the healing process to this world of ours that seems to be in such a mess.
I am prompted to publish this short article by a comment I saw recently on another blog: “We often hear about wounded healers in the healing arena. These wounded healers can sometimes offer a bad reputation to the healing community because they are trying to heal their wounds through their clients.”*
Of course someone who is using their clients to heal their own wounds is surely not a wounded healer at all and it is unfortunate that such people give the real “Wounded Healer” a bad name. Analytical psychologists are required to undergo personal analysis in order that they may understand their own wounds and the compensations they make for them in their own behavior. This ensures that those wounds do not interfere in the therapeutic process with their clients.
Professor of Psychology Charles Carver has identified several stages along the road to the true Wounded Healer.
Firstly, if we fail to recognize wounds in ourselves there is a danger that we allow them to crush us. We turn them in upon ourselves, and then we harbor thoughts of anger, resentment, envy, lust, greed, and all the worst character traits of mankind. They cause us to be unhappy or discontent. This impacts on our relationships with other people, in everything we do, in our work, in our creativity. Without intentionally setting out to do harm, we allow those wounds to hurt those around us, as Simone Weil explained: “A hurtful act is the transference to others of the degradation which we bear in ourselves.”
Then there is the “survivor” response, seen in the desensitization we can experience if we are continually bombarded with the wounding images of horror, either real or in the relentless gratuitous violence of screen or computer game. This is so relevant in the context of our responsible and healing use of creativity.
There are other stages of healing that we may recognize in us or in others. For example there are the “martyrs” and the “thrivers.” We all know the “martyr;” he could also be called the moaner or whinger and hardly needs further explanation.
The thriving response to our wounds is complex and the subject of much research. In simple terms the “thriver” may be defined as the “person who experiences the traumatic or stressful event and benefits or gains in some way from the experience and can apply that gain to new experiences, leading to more effective subsequent functioning.” An example would be Beethoven who overcame his deafness to find joy in his music making. But this response type may not always be what it seems. I believe it may sometimes be similar to what I think of as the “self-help response.”
Next is the “inspirational” phase. Here we use an understanding of our own wounds to work for the benefit of others with the same afflictions. Superman Christopher Reeve was a fine example – he fought paralysis after a stunt accident whilst filming and fought for more research to help others suffering from the same disablement. Such people campaign, they set up charities, they march for a cause, they fund-raise. This is praiseworthy but it does not make a Wounded Healer.
Mental health nursing expert Marion Conti-O’Hare describes one more stage along the road to Wounded Healer. These are the people, she explains, who have experienced trauma and are using it to help others but without understanding how they themselves are affected. O’Hare describes Diana Princess of Wales as an example of what she calls the “walking wounded.” Diana died tragically before she could transcend much of her suffering. She did however devote much of her later years to causes such as the victims of HIV infection and AIDS, almost certainly reflecting her own advanced stage along the road to Wounded Healer.
The person who has taken his wounds into his soul, fully comprehended them, and has transformed and transcended them achieves the ultimate healing goal. From those transcended wounds we have the insight to fully understand and care about the sufferings and wounds of others. We can be with them in true empathy and compassion. Compassion literally means; “to suffer with” and means much the same in this context as empathy. We identify with you in your suffering. We can bare our own souls and walk in your shoes to share your suffering; that is true empathy. And that is the Wounded Healer.

It seems appropriate to be writing this now, as we enter the Christian season of Advent and await the birth of Jesus Christ, as he is of course the greatest Wounded Healer of all time.

Of course this subject is vast and I have only scratched the surface here – do let me know of any experiences you have of the Wounded Healer in your own lives.

*See http://serenitynowwellness.wordpress.com/2010/11/30/the-sweetness-of-doing-nothing/#comment-6

** see http://www.intuitive-connections.net/2004/book-beethoven.htm

Friday, 3 December 2010

Advent 2010

This last Sunday was Advent Sunday, and we celebrated in our church by having an evening Advent service of music, carols, prayer and meditation.

During the Taize style meditation in the middle of the service I lit three candles in turn, symbolic of the light of Christ, extinguished them as we were reminded of the darkness of the world, and finally lit them all again to shine for the remainder of the service, as we sang "Longing for light, we wait in darkness.... " the wonderful hymn by Bernadette Farrell with the refrain:

Christ be our light!
Shine in our hearts
Shine through the darkness
Christ, be our light
Shine in your church
gathered today."

Much earlier in the day, in the morning Eucharist, we lit the first of our advent Candles. This first candle is traditionally the Candle of Hope. By lighting this we celebrate the hope we have in Jesus Christ. The light of the candle represents that hope, which is like light shining in a dark place.

At that same service, our nativity set models of Mary and Joseph began their journey around the parish. They set off in procession from the High Altar, to where they will return on Christmas Eve, ready for receiving the baby Jesus into their, and our, lives. This is our own version of the lovely Mexican and Latin American tradition of Posada (spanish for lodging or accommodation.) There the people dress up as Mary and Joseph, Mary often being led on a donkey, as they go from house to house asking for accommodation. We are asked to say a prayer as we take our precious cargo (heaven help any one who drops and breaks one - please may it not be me!!) to the next house: "As you welcome these crib figures into your home today, may you welcome the Lord Jesus into your hearts this Christmas."

I love Christmas. At least I love all the church services, the celebration of our Lord's Birth, the children's nativity services when we help them build up the crib through readings and songs as they process around the church with all the individual characters and place them in the crib itself. We then have the Midnight Mass when the church is always full to bursting with 100s of people. I am then up at the crack of dawn - indeed before dawn (!) for serving duties once again at the early morning and family Eucharists.

It is a great privilege and joy to me to be one or other of the servers/acolyte/crucifer/verger/thurifer ( I wear many hats!!) at all these services.

I love all of that. And I'm not a total killjoy. Of course it is fun to see the decorations in the high streets, and in and around the houses. But what I absolutely loath is the commercialism of the Festival. The spending-mad masses who shop to drop as if they will starve if the supermarket closes for one day!! I loathe the politically correct street decorations and postage stamps, the way the media dumbs down the Christian elements of the celebrations as if these do not exist when they certainly do! And there is a fear, they say, of offending non Christians - but no one seems to care very much about Christians being offended when the "ball is on the other foot."

Just before Christmas last year I retreated to Madeira for a week - an island where they profess their faith more openly, and where the taxi driver did not think it strange to take his fare to the Anglican church in Funchal on the Sunday - he would be going to his own church later that day.

The photo above was of a nativity display in a shop window - a shop seemingly devoted to Christian artefacts in Funchal. The street decorations are a little different from ours!

This year I don't think I'll be lucky enough to get away from the UK razzmatazz. But I shall certainly enjoy the festival itself for what it is, first and foremost, a Christian celebration of the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Saturday, 3 January 2009

Christmas


Well here I am having "survived" Christmas. Don't misunderstand me. I love Christmas. At least I love all the church services, the celebration of our Lord's Birth. This starts with the children's nativity services when we help them build up the crib through readings and songs as they process around the churhc with all the individual characters and place them in the crib itself. We then have the Midnight Mass when the church is always full to bursting. I am then up early for serving duties again at the early morning and family Eucharists.
I love all of that. It is a great privilege and joy to me to be one or other of servers/acolyte/crucifer/verger/thurifer duty ( I wear many hats!!) at all these services.
No I love all of that. But what I absolutely loath is the commercialism of the Festival. The spending-mad masses who shop to drop as if they will starve if the supermarket closes for one day!! I loathe the politically correct street decorations, the way the media dumbs down the Christian elements of the celebrations as if these do not exist when they certainly do!
Just before Christmas I retreated to Madeira for a week - an island where they profess their faith more openly, and where the taxi driver did not think it strange to take his fare to the Anglican church in Funchal on the Sunday - he would be going to his own church later that day. The photo was of a nativity display in a shop window - a shop seemingly devoted to Christian artefacts in Funchal.
Hey Ho. Happy New Year and a Happy Epiphany.

Monday, 22 December 2008


As we prepare to celebrate the birth of the greatest Wounded Healer of all time, I wish everyone a very joyous Christmas filled with love and peace, and I pray for a better world for everyone across all Nations in 2009. May all start our own Ripples of Hope to heal a fractured World

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