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A Brief Explanation (part II)

Sorry for the lack of posting. This is due to the fact that a) I’ve been invited to speak at St Paul’s Church, Holgate, York at the weekend and I’ve been preparing to talk on how we practically apply the thoughts contained in the blog so far. This is exciting and the pragmatist in me is loving finally putting some sort of flesh on the theory. If you are in York on Sunday night I’d love to see you there… it starts at 6.30pm. It’ll be useful for those who like theatre and those who don’t. I also was invited to contribute to the ‘Share the Guide‘ website which is run by the Fresh Expressions team of the UK. This was a great encouragement at a time when I was questioning what i was doing. please visit the website and read the article… the picture is professionally done and makes me look like a ponse (it was either a ponce or a nonce!). I’m currently embarking on an intensive fortnight of lectures on Sex and Gender. I have been reflecting but not really got to applying it to theatre and ministry yet.

A friend has blogged some thoughts on the fortnight if you wish and my comments are underneath his.

http://riverbankscribe.wordpress.com/2010/04/23/sex-and-the-anglican-church/

I’d like to add to my comments. I think, ministers need to be able to communicate successfully with the culture in which they are apart. The issue raised by my colleague are useful to note but we walk into trouble when we try and speak on their terms. We preach nothing but Christ crucified. Once people see the power of life in Christ then we have common ground and from here fruitful conversations can be had. In terms of Fresh Expressions this need is heightened. Imposing dogmatic legal restrictions on people as soon as they express interest in being involved in a life with Christ is not necessary. Yes, there needs, to be some lifestyle changes but whose job is it? I think the Spirit works and,as leaders/ministers, it is our job to discern when and how the Spirit is confronting issues and not to rush the work of Him who makes all things new.

With the theatre community, as I have said before, there’s a DNA that explores issues and looks for the different perspective. This means there is often clashes with authoritarian, dogmatic approaches to life and work. I’ll speak a little more on this in a day or two when I have finished writing the next post but for the moment I’ll say that for next year’s placement I’ll have to be humble and patient in my leadership and discipleship. I am, to quote the ordinal for the Church of England, ‘a watchman’ for the Kingdom.

What a wonderful priviledge.

Hiding Behind Daddy


Lots of things are happening at the moment. I’ve been asked to adapt the last blog for the Fresh Expressions website ‘Share’, which is very flattering that someone has enjoyed my, often waffly, ramblings, others have been commenting on my blog and saying how exciting the ideas are, I’ve also been asked if I could go and speak to a parish in York about my theatre and ministry work. I am feeling very excited about what God is doing and where he is leading me but I’m also being hit by an equally powerful wave of inadequacy for it all.

People have been complimentary of the content of my writing but there are people out there who are doing work that surpasses mine… I haven’t even started the work yet. I’ve commented on how I see the church and the theatre and the relationship between the two but I have not got the experience of, say Paul Burbridge of Riding Lights, or Rob Gillion who is a vicar in South West London, or countless other Christian theatre practitioners who go out and do it.

It makes me question what I’m actually doing. Am I pushing myself forward for recognition?

Possibly.

Am I imagining myself higher than I actually am?

Possibly.

Why am I feeling like this? I think its natural to question your motives. I think its healthy to do so.

I’m currently adapting the blog into a fully worked out document and have decided to go back and type up journal entries for the beginning of my time at Cranmer Hall. This has meant that I’ve been re-reading my journey. It’s a fascinating process and has made me see God working, prompting, leading me on a beautifully crafted story. At times I have seen myself shaping the future, making decisions and pushing for an outcome but other moments have been real ‘God moments’ where only He could have shaped the process. Yes, I’m inadequate for this ministry. Yes, there are others who would do it better. Yes, I’m not the most qualified to speak on any subject but God is a god who chooses those who are weak and small so His greatness can be seen. I rely on Him and Him alone!

I feel privileged to walk the walk God has marked out for me. I have no idea why He has but I’ll walk it, hiding behind Him as He leads. I will continue to journal my story so that others may join me and help me and to be used by God to shape me into the minister God wants me to be.

Wrestling With Truth (part IV)

I have just returned from Spring Harvest, Skegness. There were a lot of personal things to mull over and great teaching and praying. There are two things, however, which relate to theatre and ministry which I want to share.

Firstly, during the main events each day, Saltmine Theatre Company ‘did drama’. I have never watched a Slatmine Theatre show and so all my opinions are based on what they did this week. I want to emphasise my admiration and Christian love for this company and their work. They are travelling the country and abroad with stories that genuinely change lives. With that being said…

The company were supposed to tell the story of Esther for the evening services in order to lay some foundation of understanding so the preachers could do their job. I was disappointed again and again when the story of Esther was transformed into a pantomime. This translation is not necessarily a bad thing. One preacher suggested that the story is a comedy and a pantomime and if this was pushed by all the preachers, or even the majority, I would have no problem. The preachers, however, were drawing serious and challenging interpretations from the text and this just emphasised the comic, flippant and over the top performances that supported the work of the preachers.

I witnessed again, a lack of appropriate use of theatre. The drama was inserted into a service that didn’t compliment it. The drama was like an after-thought. The preachers didn’t seem to appreciate the drama and so we, as a congregation, didn’t either.

The company also struggled to make poignant and challenging moments in the text be what they were. They inserted jokes, inappropriately and belittled the power of the story. The scrounging for jokes is just systemic of the Christian drama being performed in churches up and down the country. Where does this emphasis on jokes in drama come from? I believe it all stems from the pantomime genre in theatre.

Pantomime is a popular genre of theatre aimed at the mass market and used for entertainment. The engagement with the audience is obvious and fun. The actors get a cheap and immediate response from their audience, thus marking success. We all, actors especially, love success. If we can mark it we feel good about ourselves. This style of theatre allows this to happen. It also, however, limits the sacrifice needed for the actor. If the script is funny and the person has the skill and talent they will get a laugh. Comedy becomes structured. I’m not denying the need for a funny script but the commitment and investment from a company is limited.

Paul Merton admitted on Radio 2 last week that comedy is easy if you have the skill and you know if you’ve done a good job quickly. Drama demands investment, self sacrifice. You give with no response. You make a sacrifice, a self offering. There’s no mark of whether it’s had any impact in the immediate. You put yourself in a place and offer all you have with no expectation for a response.

Worship is about this. If drama is to be worship not just entertainment, there needs to be an element of sacrifice, commitment, giving of yourself not just your skill. The actors need to connect on a deep, individual way. The act of worship is for the actor as much as those who are watching. A worship leader must commit to worship and lead others in it. A musician can’t just use their skill and talent and use that to walk into the presence of God. They must pray and offer themselves, all of themselves and connect with God through His Spirit.

The other issue I had was the simple act of telling a story. In the attempts of achieving laughs they missed important plot details picked up on in the sermon. They took artistic licence on Scripture and, if I did not know the story would have a very skewed idea of this biblical narrative. Some nights, luckily, they read from the Bible as well and this helped in aiding the learning of the story. If, however, the drama needed a Bible reading to tell the story, what was its purpose? If it wasn’t to tell the story of Esther and it didn’t add some character interpretation that was to be explored, what was the need for it? Why do it?

The church needs desperately to have appropriate use of drama modelled. Drama is not just entertainment but is a way in which some can worship and others receive revelation from God. Comedy can be helpful but it needs to be balanced and appropriate. If, as a leader, one doesn’t pay attention to these dangers then Christian drama becomes pantomime and entertainment alone and, in an act of worship, belittles the presence of God.

The second thing that I want to share is a question that was raised during a seminar with Graham Cray. Graham Cray is involved in the Fresh Expressions movement in the Church of England and was influential in the ‘Mission Shaped Church’ report. He was doing two seminars on Fresh Expressions and I went to one focussing on the long term discipleship of those who had no church background. He was discussing the need for the second generation leaders in Fresh Expressions of church. He talked about maturing disciples into leadership roles and the long term commitment needed for this. He talked about statistics that showed Fresh Expressions losing their ‘DNA’ when the pioneer leaves the context.

This got me to thinking about my placement next year. I can only be present for two years. The members who may gather into a community will only be in Durham for a maximum of three years. What is the self life for this ministry? Its odd thinking about preparing to leave something before it’s even begun and may seem to be jumping the gun but the truth is I need to be prepared to begin the growth of new leaders and model leadership training to them so they can train the third generation and them the fourth and fifth, etc. If I fail to model good leadership training I could be leading the community that gather into emotionally damaging situation.

Graham Cray highlighted the need to be self sacrificial in our ministry. I need to be showing all those who potentially will join a community that discipleship is about ‘dying to live’. I need to model good discipleship and put it as one of the key aspects of the ‘DNA’. I need to commit to the relationships and as I meet and discuss things I also need to be aware of any potential leaders who are emerging and support them in their growth.

A Brief Explanation

There’s little internet access in Keswick and so I’m not being so prolific in writing. I’m also taking this time away from the need to publish post after post to translate my blog into some sort of document that flows together more…I think they call it a book.

Please forgive my tardiness… 

Love Wins!

I’m on holiday in Keswick this week having a well earned rest from a stressful and tiring term at college. I spent last week working on essays and assignments that should have been done weeks before so that I could focus on Holy Week and to spend the time reflecting but there was no time. During the week I met with a friend who I’m at college with who has suffered a great deal with the challenges and the stretching that theological study puts upon people. It’s been a long time since we’ve had a chance to chat as friends and it was lovely to see him and his lovely wife who have been great support to me and mine. We both reflected on the extreme pressure that college puts upon people and the bad habits that it puts in place. We both saw an emphasis on producing work, being changed and no real balance to remind ourselves of what God has done and the great things God has planned. The college experience, particularly this term, has been a tough battle with life. It seems we spend a long time considering Lent and then Easter comes, for one day and then we move on. At college we did Holy Week a week early but never did Easter. So we have done Holy Week, the suffering and death of Christ, twice but Easter only once!

Easter Sunday, arrived and I was in Keswick with my wife, the college community dispersed across the country. We had gone through Holy Week together but we never celebrated Easter. My wife and I woke in a foreign town wondering how we were going to celebrate. I was exhausted after the term of work and my wife was enjoying having her husband all to herself with no work leering over us. So we went downstairs and celebrated in our pyjamas, with a worship CD and Common Worship! It was lovely. We danced round the house singing and laughing. I was struck by how important Easter is to Christians.

Our faith is not just about the cross. It’s not just about the fact that Jesus died but that He rose from the dead. Jesus was not the first or the last man to die but He was the first to conquer death. Our last term at college has been all about sacrifice, dwelling in the darkness and unknown of Easter Saturday, suffering and bearing crosses. I started to believe that ministry was about suffering and preaching that Christ is with us in suffering. I am not denying the fact that he is but we hold onto the fact that he is risen. I want to be an Easter person who, in the darkness, preaches light. Christ came to bring life not death. Christ came to bring light not darkness.

My favourite song of all time is ‘Smile’ by Charlie Chaplin. I love Chaplin and his work. He holds pathos with joy so well. ‘Smile’ captures this so well:

Smile, though your heart is aching, smile, even though it’s breaking…

It can be flippant to just say smile and everything will be ok but the depth of the sentiment is important. Even though life can be really tough and darkness surrounds us, as a Christian I know that ‘Love wins!’ I know that the darkness never overcomes the light. I know that in the end we will all smile.

I want to finish on telling you a little about my wife, who walks with Christ in such an inspiring way. She hates me telling people about her but I think she’s an awesome example of what Christ can do if you let Him.
She suffers from CF, which is a genetic illness that attacks the lungs and digestive system. It produces mucus in the lungs and blocks the air sacs and so she struggles to breathe. She also fails to produce enzymes to digest food so she has to take tablets at every meal. This illness can be a real strain on her and could cripple her life completely. Her routine of drugs and physio can get her down and coughing begins to get tiring after a while! Her life expectancy is not great and she continues to deteriorate over time.

To add to the issue it is difficult for her to survive pregnancy and birth of children and she’d make an awesome mother. There’s the chance that the birth of a child would be detrimental to her health and she’d die. This could get really gloomy to live with; your death always in your face, knowing your own human weakness, etc. But she celebrates life! I have never known anyone to laugh and smile so much. Everyone always tells us that, as a couple, we have so much fun, that we’re always laughing and smiling. It’s true. I’m not boasting about myself because I know that our joy and celebration is all about how my wife reminds me of how great life is. I can be the grumpiest, sullen person to be around. I allow depression to get the better of me and I’d rather sulk than pick myself up and remember the great blessings I have.

God has not cured her of her illness. God hasn’t waved a magic wand to make life a bed of roses but He has given us hope and the knowledge that, with Him, life is doable. Life is a wonderful thing and should not be taken for granted. All around us is beauty and wonderful moments of searing joy. All around us is new life and wonderful gifts. We are not to deny the darkness or to belittle the pain of the world but, as Christians we have a secret, so awesome that we cannot keep silent. We know that although pain surrounds us and it has the power to overcome us, Christ has conquered it and ‘Love wins!’ We know that it has no power over us. We do not need to be afraid. When we focus on the pain and loss too much we can die a thousand deaths but we are Easter people and we know…

Love wins!

Brecht in Church


In preparation for next year’s placement I have decided to start re-reading old theatre theory books and re-envision myself and the potential of theatre and ministry.  I’m starting with Shomit Mitter’s book ‘Systems of Rehearsal’. In his chapter on Brecht ‘To be or not to be’, I was struck by an argument he posed about the differences in the work of Stanislavky and Brecht.

Stanislavsky is famous for his naturalistic approach to theatre. An audience was to go and witness reality. The stage was a window onto life; hence the term ‘fourth wall’ to indicate that the audience sat where a wall to the house was meant to be. You could say Stanislavsky was the modern day Ricky Gervais with his mock-umentary style… but I’d have to kill you if you did! This, for Brecht, was destructive. It stifled the audience to except the world as it is and to ‘wallow’ in the inevitability of life.

For Brecht, theatre was about evoking change in a person.

‘I wanted to take the principle that it was not just a matter of interpreting the world but of changing it, and applying that to theatre.’ Bertolt Brecht, Brecht on Theatre

The theatre then is a place where an audience sits and reviews how life isled and to see the possibility for different outcomes. Stanislavsky taught the given circumstance; A leads to B leads to C, the path is set and you must walk it, whereas, Brecht saw that after A there were many paths to take and should be explored. The audience were opened up to personal change.

My mind immediately asked the question, what is theatre’s role in the church?

Are my reservations about ‘church drama’ stemming from my understanding of theatre?

It could be said that the ‘church drama’ that I have witnessed are Stanislavskian in style. They pose something as it is (or at least as the particular church thinks it is) and there’s no room for questions. A story, with its seeming inevitability, is put forward and that’s that. The audience are not welcomed in and given a real choice to make changes. This is difficult when the scenes portrayed are historical and the outcome has already been decided but an audience should still be present in the story and understand why an action is decided upon.

It makes me think of St Ignatius of Loyola and his practise of visualisation prayer where the practitioner is to walk into a biblical scene using his imagination and explore it for themselves. Many have criticised this practise as heretical as it means that our imagination can make up things not in scripture and develop theology away from Christian doctrine. Unfortunately, use of the imagination is natural human action and one cannot say with any assurance how they understand the very nature of God or the will of God without, in part, attributing it to the imagination. Theatre itself is imagination and so let us assume that using it is not ‘the work of the devil’ and push on in to its use in religion.

To inhabit a biblical scene is to live within the reality (or supposed reality) and so the audience/congregation must be able to imagine what it was like in that situation. This should include the option of choice and to change the situation. Reality is about choices and free-will, isn’t it? The giving of choice and free will does not, necessarily have to change the outcome. Brecht wanted audiences to dream of possibilities and to see characters as flexible and real not automatons set on one path. The biblical and non biblical characters shown in church dramas are often set on a course (often without any reason) which the audience/congregation must watch. This, I think, is the source of my frustration. As an audience/congregation member I want to be able to see reality not something outside of reality and this involves the potential for change, even if it is never realised.

Is the Brechtian approach to theatre a suitable alternative? I believe, in some part, it is particularly with its clear depiction of both character and actor at the same time rather than the ‘trickery’ of Stanislavsky. I like, however, the complete immersing in the reality which is often missed, I feel, in Brechtian theatre. Peter Brook uses Brechtian techniques but applies them to a mix of Grotowskian, Artaudian and Stanislavskian practises as well.

As I continue to read I get excited about the use of my previous study and formation in the theatre to communicate into my formation in ministry. My own theatre practise speaks into my ministerial practise and, I hope, vice versa.

Any Given Friday (appendix i)


A week after Any Given Friday and life has returned to normality. I was hit by a cold on Wednesday after a massage told my body it could relax and put down its defences! This led to me taking two days off college rather than the one planned.

On Thursday, still suffering from the cold I’d acquired, I sat down at my computer to start the process of re-acquainting myself with essay writing. For the week or two prior to Any Given Friday I had had to put aside college work in order to focus and dedicate enough time to the event. The schedule, post-Any Given Friday, was tight but do-able. I was half through an essay on Billy graham and alpha and so had planned to finish the essay on Thursday to dedicate two weeks to the two essays needing to be done.

I had written 1000 words of this essay (50%) but after reading it there was some re-writing to do and so stripped it all back and started again. I worked from 10am – 5.30pm (with a break for lunch) when all at once the computer froze. None of the USB ports were responding…

Well, I say none of the USB ports were responding two of them (one with a printer attached, the other with a wireless adapter connected) seemed to still be active but the keyboard, mouse and, as far as I’m aware the USB memory stick and external hard drive were not. I replaced the printer with the keyboard, the wireless adapter with the mouse, swapped them over again…

Nothing!

Luckily I had saved as I went along and it was only 30 mins since my last save, not to mention the Auto Save function. I switched the computer off at the mains, waited the dogmatic ten seconds and switched it back on (I’ve watched the IT Crowd!) All loaded up, there was an error check on all my drives and I opened up Word. It had Auto Saved! When I tried to open it, however, it couldn’t be ‘converted’. I closed it down and opened up the file from my memory stick… it was corrupted! Every other file was absolutely fine, this one was corrupted. 1400 words and a days work gone.

I tried to open the file on both the laptops we have in our house…nothing.

I shouted, I swore (I confess!) and gritted my teeth until they hurt and then I prayed. I’m not sure what to pray in these situations. I prayed that God would work a miracle knowing full well that if God wanted me to keep the work He wouldn’t have done such a cruel trick!

After some time to relax and sit in the presence of the Lord of all things, I started to type the essay…again! None of the words that I had written seemed to be in my head anymore, I was full of cold and I was tired after writing this essay all day. I could only remember the quotes I had used so I went through wrote them down and referenced them and stared at the screen for a good fifteen minutes.

I reflected…

Tuesday had gone well. I had seen God move amongst His people and touch many. It was worthwhile and I believe planted many seeds and watered many more. It was, to put it one way, Kingdom building. My wife and I had prayed after the event that God would protect us both as we know that when you put your head above the parapet and step into the spiritual battle you’re going to get hit. We prayed on Tuesday night and then on Wednesday (my day off) I prayed for others but not for protection. On Thursday I prayed for help with my essay but I had already been hit by a cold and didn’t take note of what was happening. The cold was the first signs of exhaustion and when you’re tired you take your eyes off the ball.

The loss of essay has put me back on my schedule, has added to my stress and work load; it would be easy for me to stop my discipleship and just put my head down and work on the essays (some would say I should) but I haven’t. God is good and I will not be defeated because the Lord is with me. I will not sacrifice important time of rest and recuperation to work myself into the ground for an essay.

Usually, I would have been kicking myself and pull an all-nighter, work flat out and run around like a head-less chicken but instead God showed me that life is more than essays. Life is being present for those around you, to receive the peace God gives us and to dwell with Him. I was hit after an important event. When it is finished pray for protection until it settles down.

A week after Any Given Friday and life has returned to normality and there is still work to do. Not academic (although that needs to be done) but Kingdom building discipleship work.

‘Once more unto the breach dear friends, once more!’

Any Given Friday (part VIII)


Any Given Friday was finally performed yesterday.

It was a strange day before the evening. Four weeks of work and prayer and it all comes down to this. In the afternoon I walked round the cathedral with the cast, choir and the Warden and talked through the evening (which I’m getting very good at doing!) It was the first time that everyone involved met each other. It was also the time when I handed over some of the reigns to other people. I was reminded as I walked around the cathedral how the chief stone mason in a cathedral would stand underneath every arch that he designed so that if it fell he would be crushed. The commitment to his work was a matter of life and death and, although it wasn’t a matter of life and death in such an extreme case, I felt like it was time to take the wooden braces away and see if the work would stand or fall.

I’m aware that I have never painted a picture of what was actually going on in the event.

It would all start in the choir stalls with a ‘normal’ service. After a short reflection Joseph of Arimathea would enter and take his place in the centre of the imposing court like choir stalls. He would talk about his experience of the trial and bring in images of cosmic versus the ordinary, ‘The silence was so loud in the court, like the stars were witnesses, like the moon itself was watching…It was like the cosmos shouted out the truth but they, dust in the vast expanse, could not see’ And this would introduce the idea that everyone seemed to miss out on the importance of the historic and cosmic events happening.

The congregation would then be led, with accompaniment of a harp playing, to another part of the cathedral to see Pilate’s wife who would speak about the boring and mundane life of the governor’s wife. As the congregation moved and gathered round the character there would be the sound of flogging and screams in the distance and, if you were lucky, you could glimpse the flogging of Jesus taking place just in view across from where you were standing. Pilate’s wife would speak as if explaining what her life is like but break through this with a dream that she had and the realisation that there was something special about the man in the dream.

At the end the congregation would be moved round the cathedral to a side chapel where they would meet a priest. As they travelled there would be a choir singing Lamentations and in front of them, about 200yards in front, Jesus is led, with cross, down the vast length of the cathedral. The Priest would speak on the nature of Passover and the need to keep order and peace. It was a political speech and full of rhetoric and ‘factual’ standpoints.

Next they would be hurried to a chapel at the end of the cathedral. By now they would have travelled the length of the cathedral. As they walked they would see Simon of Cyrene, through the huge columns standing either side of the nave, carrying the cross beam and the solider leading Jesus. The choir would sing another part of Lamentations as the congregation would be led into the chapel to meet a woman. The woman would speak on her job as one of the women who offers pain killers to the crucified criminals. The monologue would touch on the pain suffered by all at Golgotha and there’s a small mention of a man labelled ‘King of the Jews’ and how he refused her cup. It is not dwelt upon.

The congregation would now brought back into the body of the church to head toward the cloisters. Before they turn into the cloisters they would a scream from Jesus on the cross and, if they wanted to, could look round the columns and see him crucified. Equally they could not and miss it. They would enter the cloisters to see a small brazier in the courtyard of the cloisters and a man (Peter). The choir would be heard singing at the other side of the cloisters. Peter would talk about Jesus rejection of him and his final words to Peter of anger and rebuke. This would be the impetus for the rejection of Jesus by Peter. Throughout, however, Peter would be tussling with whether he can rightly justify himself.

Entering back into the body of the cathedral, the congregation would be led down towards the centre of the building down the side of the nave. They would see Simon of Cyrene sat, staring at the empty cross. A solo female voice would sing ‘Were you there when they crucified my Lord?’ and they would be welcomed to gather around Simon with their backs to the cross. Simon’s monologue would talk about his visit to Jerusalem for Passover and the abhorrent thing he had to do, carry the cross beam, the instrument of torture, for Jesus. There are brief and implicit images of being profoundly touched by Jesus but the moment is still raw. The congregation, by this point, would have a good understanding of what is happening. They are meeting people in the raw moments of reflection where the memories have not settled in and so you’re not getting fully understood theology. The congregation would be welcomed in to the immediacy of the story without the blessing of hindsight.

The congregation next make the short journey into the final ‘station’ in the last side chapel of the cathedral to meet a Soldier, just off duty at Calvary. They would be crammed into the chapel, like the disciples after the death of Jesus and would hear the soldier’s story. This would be brutal and harsh; a real chance to know what Jesus, and all criminals would face on the cross. The monologue, more than any other, has real tension between the external voice of the character and the internal wrestles.

This monologue is interrupted by the entrance of Joseph of Arimithea, who has been leading the congregation round the different characters but who had slipped away before the soldier’s story. The short and simple line, ‘I have made amends one day to late. I have taken my Lord. Come and see where I have put him.’ He would then lead them along with a solo male voice singing Psalm 22 to the tomb down near to where Pilate’s Wife did her monologue at the start. For those who have been keeping up, you will notice that the congregation have walked the circumference of the cathedral around the point at which the cross has been placed. The congregation have not been into the main part of the story but only kept to the sides, missing out on the focus of the whole thing. The monologues will have a noticeable absence of Christ and there would be a real sense of unfinished business.

As the turn the corner and face a candle lit doorway (which looks like a tomb) they will see, projected onto a screen, a picture of a corpse. They would hear the final monologue by Joseph of Arimathea which I have added below. During the first half, up until the line ‘God went absent and no one spoke.’ There would be modern images of the situations describe in the monologue. This would bring the story into the modern day and ground the thoughts and feelings into the real world. The decision to see the cosmic event of Good Friday is real for us today. We either recognise it or we miss it.

Here is the final monologue:

‘And all around the world keeps on spinning at the same pace and the same direction as it has done since it began. People went home after a day at work and locked their doors behind them while others stayed on the street to face the cold like any other night. Women gathered food for the evening meal and prepared for Passover while some suffered with illness, long past recovery or hope of healing. In lands far away, men continued to trade unfairly and used power to cripple their fellow human beings. We all know we should do better but one day we’ll die and where’s the justice?

And all around the world keeps on spinning at the same pace and in the same direction as it has done since it began. People lit their candles to starve off the darkness while others closed their eyes to embrace the darkness they always feel. Men pulled the blankets over themselves to fight off the cold while some ate the scrapes of food left for the wild dogs to eat. In lands far away, great healers shrug their shoulders and tell the family of death and decay and are baffled again at the cruelty of life and the unknown. We all want to defy the odds but one day we’ll die and where’s the hope?

And all around the world keeps on spinning at the same pace and in the same direction as it has done since it began. He was taken done and thrown away. Another rebel, another hopeful, another death. The heavens went silent and the sky went dark. God went absent and no one spoke.

In the darkness I travelled to the seats of power and demanded justice. I put my neck on the line one day too late. I took his body, cold and beginning to smell, and carried him to his final resting place. As I walked through the streets I passed lepers and cripples unhealed, carrying the great healer in my arms. I passed men embracing darkness of addiction, pain and sorrow, carrying the great light in my arms. I passed those who held power and wealth and near by the poor and destitute, carrying the good news in my arms. And he was silent.

And all around the world keeps on spinning at the same pace and in the same direction as it has done since it began.’

The event would finish with a picture of the empty tomb that would serve as a reminder that we have the gift of hindsight and hymn.

The description would never fully paint a vivid picture of what it looked and felt like but, from the feedback and comments I have already received, some words that the congregation who participated in it used were: haunting, disturbing, stunning, beautiful, breathtaking, uplifting, crushing, moving, imaginative. There were a lot of people outside of our community who had come along who had heard about the event through the Durham Student Theatre website. There were two actors who were not Christian and they had invited non Christian friends. All felt moved by it and were reflective afterwards.

I just pray God met with them and they met with Him!

Now it’s over I am taking a day off to reflect and gather myself for the next step. All the actors involved are excited about future work with me and i spoke briefly about my interest in being a minister in the theatre community and they were all very supportive and excited about being involved. This is great news for next year. I don’t think I’ll know the impact this has truly had until some time has passed. It’s interesting that I was trying to get people to reflect on how people living in the moment of Christ’s redemptive act had no idea what was happening and last night I felt like we all miss cosmic, life changing events. Last night could be something very powerful but it passed like any other night. The sense of holiness about the evening was amazing to be a part of and the silence in the cathedral was so loud, like the stars were witnesses and the moon itself was watching!

I’ll finish with a line from the Joseph of Arimathea monologue which started the event last night:

‘Come, let us go and see what will become of his dreams…’

Sacramental Theatre (part III)


Bishop Steven Croft came to college last week to give the annual Michael Vasey Lecture. Bishop Steven headed up the Fresh Expression initiative before becoming Bishop of Sheffield. He has a great knowledge of the mixed economy church and has written widely about the subject of the emerging church. He also was warden at Cranmer Hall and trained here himself.

He entitled his lecture ‘Searching for Simplicity Beyond Complexity: Developing Liturgy for a Mixed Economy.’ He certainly had a stab at posing some ideas in this direction and there are blogs cropping up in response to this lecture both positive and negative.

I’d like to start by quoting the monastic ball of intensity:

‘It was like listening in on a council meeting.’

I’d agree with this view point. This was a great opportunity to inspire and add some dynamism to an area of the church that can seem to be laborious and stuffy. As a charismatic Christian I have struggled with liturgical forms, not because I don’t appreciate them when they are done well but so often they’re not. Set structures and regurgitated responses are not freeing and lack some personality. Services should encourage a personal response to God and a deeper relationship with the personal God.

During my training I have come to appreciate a well thought through and structured liturgy but it always needs to be led by the Spirit. The use of liturgy needs to be ‘apt’ to quote Ann Morrisey and this is what I want to reflect on.

The theatre is a place where scripts and set words are bread and butter and so the use of liturgy should be a simple addition, shouldn’t it?

Theatrical artists understand the use of script and the need for structures be it Shakespeare or Brecht. The scripts and set words, however, are always a character’s words. It becomes difficult when you ask actors to come up with their own words and to express their thoughts and feelings with a script. They can understand why a character feels or says something but they become suspicious when they are being told to own and believe the same thing as a character. It’s a strange dynamic. I’m not saying that they can’t or won’t but it’s not an easy jump as you may think. The relationship between character and actor needs to be marked out carefully or it can become dangerous emotionally and psychologically.

If the theatre ‘do church’ where is the space for liturgical forms? Where is the time for set responses?

My tutor said something to me in our tutorial last week which made me ask some serious questions of where my thoughts and ideas are heading. He said that an emerging church may not need to take up old forms and structures if it is not needed or if it is restrictive. Am I trying to force old church ideas into a space where it is not needed. Am I forcing complexity into my ideas for theatre church? I think my reflections on the sacramental has led me too much into finding how I can force set forms onto a community who struggle to engage and is the very reason why they don’t go to church. If I were to introduce lots of liturgy and set structures because it’s what church does then surely I’m just doing exactly what this community don’t ‘do’.

So where is the apt liturgy in the theatre community?

Bishop Steven set out five reasons why liturgy is important and should be taken into the future.

1. it provides a balanced diet;
2. it offers a deep engagement with scripture;
3. it allows expression of deep emotion;
4. the liturgical year is beneficial;
5. it’s the work of the people.

Let’s look at each point and make some responses.

1. If a community only ever celebrates where is the acceptance of disappointment. Life is not all plain sailing and a church needs to engage with all aspects of life and to be with people in the sorrow and the joy.

2. As a church we need to engage with all of scripture not just the bits that are nice. Liturgy gives us the engagement with Scripture.

3. Some communities struggle to voice deep emotion. I don’t think the theatre struggle we have a bank of deep emotion and I think this can help the community connect with liturgy. Can Shakespeare be used in liturgy?

4. The liturgical year takes people through the story of Christ from before He was born through to the looking for His Glory. For the theatre community, if they only ever performed Act 2 and never got to Act 5 the play never makes sense. It gives them a story to follow.

5. There needs to be a personal involvement in the life and worship of the community. It cannot be the leader or minister it needs to be the work of the people.

There are a lot of questions surrounding the use of liturgy in theatre church which I can keep pondering on. Until the community actually gather I will not know for sure what is ‘apt’ for them. It’s good to know liturgical forms that one can draw on but it needs to be led by the Spirit if it is going to connect with the people you are leading into worship and engagement with God.

Any Given Friday (part VII)


What a week this has turned out to be! Having given God an ultimatum He has blessed me with a full cast and opportunity to meet some wonderful actors. I am left with one part un cast. I have a friend on standby, I just need to contact him and confirm.

I’ve had three meetings today with different actors and talked through their monologues and all have been productive. I also asked about future work and opportunities to meet and get involved in projects.

I also had a tutorial today which was very helpful to talk out thoughts on this project next year. The proposal needs honing as it is too vague. My tutor talked about the criteria for ministry, that the church of England require you to have thought about before going into ministry; is the call, realistic, informed and obedient. He said the same is true with this potential ministry in the theatre community in Durham.

Is it informed? Yes. I have reflected and researched the lay of the land. I am experienced in the theatre and the context. I’ve asked and tried out some ideas and all have been met with excitement and interest. Any Given Friday is a testament to the need for this ministry or something like it.

Is it obedient? As you have read you can see I have always had in mind God’s plans and God’s agenda and left aside my thoughts and ideas. I have covered this thing in prayer and always spent time listening and following God’s prompting. I have reflected constantly on where God is leading.

Is it realistic? Here’s the rub… my tutor also posed the following three questions to the ministry next year: What? When? Where? He also asked “Do you have space, time and energy?” I’m a busy husband, ordinand and friend and this will take considerable energy and time to build and sustain. It led me to ask important questions of pinning down what it is God has in mind. Although I want to remain open to the Spirit, it’s important for accountability that I set boundaries and parameters to keep myself healthy and to not over commit to this and keep a balance in my life.

This week has seen many, unknowable, barriers spring up to stop Any Given Friday running smoothly; barriers and frustrations that have sapped my energy and distracted me. It has fully taken over my life and this is not a healthy model of ministry. I think the loneliness in this endeavour has been the reason for this and I have not remained accountable to people. For future I think I need to gather people around me who can be present and helpful in times of surprises in order for decision to be well informed.

The ministry next year is really exciting and there are some real God finger prints in the preparation and thinking through. I can’t go into much detail as things are not set in stone yet but there’s real solutions being put in place by God and this is exciting to see. Any Given Friday and the friends that I’m meeting through it have really helped today and I’ve had a chance to ask their opinion on possible starting places for this.

The one thing I can share is the idea of holding workshops at the start of the academic year for ‘freshers’ and continuing students to give them a theatrical vocabulary on practitioners. This would be purely theatre workshop and it would serve to establish myself in the community to get known and to know others. Through this I can gather people around me who would be interested in future work and start those relationships of support and incarnational ministry.

I also saw Bishop Steven Croft give a lecture on liturgy in mixed economy church. This was a real inspiring and helpful lecture but one that needs more reflection before sharing any coherent thoughts on it. Watch this space!