Sermon for the Anniversary of Consecration of the Cathedral of St Augustine of Canterbury
Some people step for the first time into this cathedral. They look around at its relics and ikons, the image of Our Lady of Walsingham, the altar with its coloured frontal, the friendly and warm congregation and clergy, and what do they say?
"How dreadful is this place!"
And what's your reaction?
Probably, "blooming cheek!" and you're probably wondering whether you are so cross at that, that you would consider even wasting a delicious after-Mass cheese scone by pelting them with it.
You would have to be incandescent with rage to do that.
And yet, "How dreadful is this place" are the first words of our Mass for the anniversary of our beloved cathedral.
Is it a dreadful place?
Should it be a dreadful place?
[PAUSE]
Of course, you know what to do when you want to understand something that doesn't sound right. We need to find it's context. It's the same procedure that Our Lord Himself uses upon the cross when He cries out, "My God, My God! Why hast Thou forsaken me?"
We know it isn't the case that God has forsaken Our Lord, but rather we know that Our Lord is drawing everyone to Psalm 22 which prophesies His crucifixion and points to His resurrection.
The same is true here.
"How dreadful is this place?"
[PAUSE]
Where's it from? A quick search leads us to the famous passage of Jacob's ladder. Jacob is dreaming a dream and seeing angels ascending and descending a ladder. He is speaking with God Himself. And God is blessing Jacob, showing him His promise of a glorious inheritance.
And Jacob wakes and, as we see him try to come to grips with such a vivid dream, we hear him say, "Surely the LORD is in this place; and I knew it not."
And we see how terrified he is as he says, "How dreadful is this place! this is none other but the house of God, and this is the gate of heaven."
He is awestruck because God is not a tame god who is all nice and cuddly and winks atvus when we are naughty and calls us, "Bro".
No. God is terrifying and His power can tear the universe to shreds, atom by atom. He is to be feared with that healthy fear that we might lose Him through our own sin and fallenness. We cannot be in His radiant presence with sin in our hearts, and even when Jacob, Moses, Elijah, and Isaiah see Him, He tones down His magnificence so that He can talk with them.
And He becomes incarnate so that we can still see God and be with Him despite our sin.
To see Him as He is will be terrifying but we remember that He is for us.
[PAUSE]
How dreadful is this place?
We love our cathedral, but is it dreadful?
Is it the house of God where people can be struck by His presence when they come in.
Oh, it needs to be warm and inviting. We want people to come in, but we want them to encounter the Living God.
We have to remember that, even outside Mass, this building houses the centre of the universe In that tabernacle, veiled with fabric and metal, is Christ Himself, present to us right now.
A Cathedral should be a place of awe, of quiet reverence and hushed tones. Not full of discos, golf courses and lego which distract from the true presence of God. But full of prayer, ikons, and the sacramental presence of the most Divine.
We see the cathedra, symbolic seat of the apostles who are witnesses of Christ and witnesses of us and who still operate through our bishops.
[PAUSE]
We love our cathedral because we have fought for a place where we can see angels ascending and descending from heaven and hear the word of God speak. We work to make this the house of God.
How dteadful is this place?
Can we ensure that it stays dreadful?
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