We hear the word church all so often, it rolls off
the tongue with little thought to the true meaning, especially within the
‘church’ setting’. I have always had it in mind that church with a capital ‘C’
is the people, the worshiping community, those that follow Christ and share the
Gospel.
Church with a small ‘c’ is the building, the place
the Church (the people) come to meet to share in prayer and praise. In the Acts
of the Apostles and also in many of the letters in the New Testament we read
about people meeting in each other’s homes. Well it is likely that those who
were Roman would have had much more space than most have in our humble homes to
accommodate large numbers, if large numbers did actually come together. But
over the centuries as the Christian faith grew and the need for larger spaces
became inevitable, church buildings were erected, like the synagogues of the
Jewish people, for people to meet and worship together.
Now as time passed some of these structures have
become extremely elaborate and adorned in great wealth; not quite the Christian
message, and certainly not the humble path the wondering Jewish teacher named
Jesus had in mind I am sure, particularly in a world where so many are starving
to death. Of course today we have inherited these buildings and in many cases
have to try and maintain them with little finance coming in.
So we have to ask, what is the priority the building
or the people? The church; or the Church? Do these often ancient and beautiful
buildings serve the purpose for which they were once built? Or are they now
relics of an age when the rich were truly masters of the poor and demonstrated their
wealth in these great monuments that they hoped would become their lasting marks
upon the world. Is it time that we followed in the steps of St Francis of Assisi
and turned away from worldly wealth and turned to heavenly wealth? Maybe Pope
Francis himself has seen this mismatch in the failure of the church as a
worldwide body to serve and look after the poor, because it has become so
heavily laden by the weight of the worldly good it possesses.
As a Priest my Church is the next person I meet in
sisterly and brotherly love and friendship, it is the person who I will kneel
by because they need my prayers; it is the person homeless and just needs me to
buy them a warm drink and a sandwich.
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