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Sunday 11
November 2007
Re-membering
A
sermon preached by Tricia Anderson, Reader at
St. Andrew's

I
love words - words like Popocatapetl. (It's a
volcano in Mexico, if you were wondering.) Words
that roll around my mouth and tongue. But I also
love thinking about words and their meaning.
Words like re-membering. A 'member' is a
distinct part of the whole, especially our limbs
and our organs apart from the rest of our
bodies. So
re-membering
would be to put our bodies back together if, for
some reason they had been separated.
Like Ezekiel's valley of dry bones:
The toe bone connected to the foot
bone.
The foot bone connected to the heel
bone.
The heel bone connected to the ankle
bone.
That was what was happening there - RE-MEMBERING.
And
there are many ways of remembering - war
memorials, war graves, poppies.
But, 10 years ago, the National Memorial
Arboretum was established within the National
Forest of Staffordshire, not far from Lichfield.
150 acres of trees, gardens and stone memorials
have been established on former gravel and sand
pits given by Lafarge Aggregates. It has rapidly
become a focal point for commemoration and
celebration, and it's a haven of peace on the
bank of the river Trent. On the opposite bank,
there is a nature reserve, so it seems to me to
be almost like the Garden of Eden re-membered.
Now
the new Armed Forces Memorial is there, right in
the centre. Opened a month ago by the Queen,
this pays tribute to those who have lost their
lives whilst on duty or as a result of terrorism
since WW2, and acknowledges the enduring
sacrifice of those who mourn their loss.
It
took 6 years to plan, but work didn't start
until after our first visit in May 2006. When we
returned, this May, we were horrified to see
this mountain of earth in the centre of what we
had found to be a beautiful, peaceful space -
that was until we discovered exactly what was
happening.
The
memorial is a bit like a gigantic wedding cake,
and on the top is the Roll of Honour - 2 curved
walls of Portland stone. The 16,000 names carved
on the stones represent equality. There is no
differentiation by rank, religion or sex - just
the surname and initials are carved on the
stone, though they are grouped by location as to
where they were serving at the time of their
deaths, so that it is easier to find the name
you are looking for.
Within this circular area are 14 larger than
life figures, ordinary everyday people - such as
men lifting a stretcher on which lies the body
of another, a mother with her child clinging to
her and a man consoling a woman who has fallen
in the mud. Looking on the internet for more
information about the 14 figures, I found an
interview with the sculptor, and it's
interesting that he says:
"I
want to put the guys back whole. They died in
the peak of physical perfection. I want to put
them back together remembering the whole."
There is also an obelisk which provides a focal
point of the memorial. If the calculations are
correct, the stones correctly aligned, and the
sun shines on Alrewas at 11 o'clock this
morning, a beam of light will shine through the
monument and alight on the obelisk. Maybe a bit
like Job when he cried, "I know that my Redeemer
Liveth"? His darkness was pierced by a shaft of
bright light.
The
obelisk forces people to look up to where heaven
and earth meet.
Where heaven and earth meet may be where Job
recognised that God lives, and that one day he
would see him with his own eyes.
And
Job's words may not be written in a book, or
"chiselled in stone" (The Message), but
the names of those remembered by this memorial
are chiselled in stone for their loved ones to
see now in this lifetime.
As
we remember all those who have died, we remember
that each is special to God, and their names are
chiselled on his heart.
In
the new heaven and earth, God will dwell among
us, and "He will wipe every tear from their
eyes. There shall be an end to death, and to
mourning and crying and pain, for the old order
has passed away!" (Rev. 21.4)
But
also carved on the memorial is "In Living
Memory" and, as Jesus said, ''God is not God of
the dead, but of the living; in his sight all
are alive''.
Tricia Anderson is a Reader at St. Andrew's
Church. This sermon was preached at 8am on
Sunday 11 November 2007.
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