A story is told of an MP who is struck dead in an unforseen accident. Arriving at the gates of heaven he is met by St Peter. "Welcome!" says Peter. "But you present us with a problem: after all it not every day that we meet someone as important as you,so we're not really sure what to do with you."
"Why not just let me in?" the MP says.
"Can't do" replies Peter. "We've seen enough of you guys to know that you're big on choice. So my orders are to let you spend one day in heaven, and the one day in hell - after that you can make the decision as to where you want to spend eternity."
And with that Peter escorts the MP to an elevator and won it goes. Down a very long way before the doors open. And when they do what a sight! A golf course and well at the 19th hole are all the MPs old political friends and sparring partners wearing the most expensive suits milling around drinking and generally enjoying themselves. In no time they are reminiscing with the MP about the expenses they fleeced whilst generally ruining the country. Soon dinner is served and it's of the finest quality - in fact the sort of food you would get at the Mansion House, washed down with the high quality champagne that is enjoyed at such a place, all on the backs of the labours of those struggling on the minimum wage. And meanwhile the devil himself is the most convivial of hosts passing the cigars around.
Too soon it comes to an end. When all is complete everyonebids the MP a hearty farewell. Back into the elevator he goes until he is back to where he had been previously only to find St Peter waiting for him. "Now it's time to visit heaven," he says.
And so the MP enters heaven. But it isn't quite what he wanted. Here he finds teetotal straight faced people. No jokes. Only Sankey hymn with choruses that go on an on. And all of this whilst floating on a crowd. Long before the passage of 24 hours has passed the MP is bored out of his tiny little mind.
On his return, St Peter asks him, "Now that you have spent a day in both hell and heaven which would you like to spend eternity in?
The MP reflects before replying, "I don't want to cause offence but whilst I'm sure heaven is delightful, I think I'd be better off in the other place.
And so St Peter escorts the MP to the elevator and once again it makes the descent. The doors open but the scene is so different than the previous time. This time there is no golf club but a vast waste covered in garbage. The people are no longer wearing those expensive suits but now they are wearing rags as they wonder around picking up the rubbish and putting it into black bags. And all the while the winds are blowing and the rains are coming down.
The devil walks over to the MP and puts an arm around his shoulder. "I don't understand " stammers the MP. "Yesterday it was so wonderful and happy. Now everything is horrible and everyone is miserable. Whatever has gone wrong?"
The devil looks at the MP, smiles and says; "Yesterday we were campaigning. Today you voted."
If that turns out to be the reality when the General Election is over, regardless of label I only hope that the church raises a loud and forceful note of prophetic protest in the tradition of those noisy Old Testament prophets. After all we come from a tradition which sees Jesus amongst the poor and marginalised and which affirms what we do to the least we do to Jesus himself. Yes, political we are called to be as we are part of community. But whilst we may have our party loyalties they can never be unqualified for our ultimate loyalty is to Christ and not to any would be Caesar.
So what do we learn from today's scripture readings? Our gospel reading takes place under the shadow of Judas Iscariot going out into the night to carry out his work of betrayal. Now Jesus speaks to his followers of the importance of love. And the love he asks them to have for each other is the same sort of love that he has shown them. A big one that for his love for them has been a forgiving unconditional love that only hours later will take him to a cross.
Don't we begin to feel uncomfortable about that? Don't we get the feeling that this is something beyond us? Yet it is love that attracts to Christ more than any of our dogmatics or even our lengthy sermons. No wonder the 2nd century Christian theologian Tertullian spoke of how those outside the Christian faith community would observe with wonder, "See how these Christians love one another."
Yes, love attracts. Like a flame it spreads and certainly those times a Christian community is not a place of love, it becomes effectively a contradiction.
And yet there is always a temptation to keep love as being for those who are like ourselves. Even at a football match I sense a special bond amongst those who support the same team. Can it not also be true of Christians? Can we end up erecting walls around our faith that we become those who in Jonathan Swift's immortal words have "enough religion to hate but not enough to make us love one another." If you have not witnessed this for yourselves, just read the pages of Christian history or look at the images of religious sectarianism from Northern Ireland or even at an Old Firm football match in Glasgow. Yes there is always the temptation that thinking we are standing for what is right, we can end up stamping all over others. That is why at the Bideford hustings a fortnight ago I protested vehemently at the notion of Christians being exempted from anti discrimination laws.
For true love inevitably cannot just be held within a community protected by walls. True love has to spread outside. And that is what we see happening in our scripture reading from Acts. One of the controversies within the early church was over those who had never been Jews coming into the Christian community. Paul as apostle to the gentiles, dedicated much of his life to this particular controversy. Peter was not by nature quite so enthusiastic. We know that even after what we have read of today, that he and paul clashed on this subject. But still we have read about what is a conversion of sorts. Peter has had a vision that has led him to Cornelius and there the sort of thing that wasn't supposed to happen had happened. Gentiles had been converted, baptised and received the Holy Spirit without benefit of circumcision. No longer could he see foreigners or outsiders as unclean. The bonds of love had spread in directions that he could not have envisaged. Why? Because people of all races are valued and loved by God.
This reminds us of a sacred duty that we face next Thursday. We in this congregation will probably make a range of choices after considering the matter. But on one matter we can be united. And that matter is rejecting those who peddle exclusion on grounds of race, religion or sexuality. I am not allowed to say who you should or should not vote for. But I will say as a minister that there is no option to embrace that extreme party who peddle negative attitudes to asylum seekers, black people Muslims and so forth. To do so is to put oneself in opposition to Christ with all that that means regarding our eternal salvation. After all we follow the same Jesus who in his parable of the Good Samaritan shows us a Jewish man learning not just to tolerate one of other race and faith but to see such a person as one to whom he might be grateful.
On Thursday, I encourage you to go to the polling booths even if you feel led to spoil your ballot paper. That you attend will be a sign that hope can triumph over hatred. But then don't think it is over. Let every day be polling day. Let every day be a day when though our words and deed, we register our vote for inclusion that the dark powers of exclusion might be kept at bay.
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