Who is my neighbour?

This is a slightly abridged text of a sermon preached at Lyneham Methodist Church on 19th June 2016. It is based on The story of the Good Samaritan (Luke 10: 25 - 37)


‘And who is my neighbour?’ a Jewish lawyer asked Jesus.

The events of this last week have left me feeling sickened.

Just last weekend Omar Mateen entered a night club in Orlando Florida and murdered 49 people and injured many more. All week there was speculation of why he did it. Was he just yet another American gunman? Was he mentally ill? Was he a Muslim terrorist? Was he intent on killing Gay people because he regarded their actions as sinful? Was he in fact a repressed homosexual?

Only he and God know. And may God have mercy on him.

But whatever his exact motive, Omar Mateen clearly targeted the specific night club as it was a meeting place for Gay people. And within hours of the shooting the usual bigots had come out of the woodwork with their smears about the lifestyles of Gay people.

A politician in Texas Dan Patrick posted a Bible verse on his official Facebook page; a Bible verse that read: "Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows." Galatians 6:7

Mr Patrick has since claimed the timing was unfortunate. (See http://www.nytimes.com/live/orlando-nightclub-shooting-live-updates/texas-lt-governor-deletes-ill-timed-tweet/) He always posts a Bible verse on Sunday morning and it just so happened that this was the verse he’d chosen.

I can think of many other Bible verse that would have been better. How about Luke 10:27 “Love your neighbour as yourself.”?

Back home, the EU referendum “debate” become more and more heated. I don’t know about you but I have got thoroughly fed up with it. The constant sniping. The constant “The EU costs this” “Oh no it doesn’t” “The EU does this for us” “Oh no it doesn’t”. Pathetic.

But amid all that what has sickened me is the way a serious question about immigration – an issue that clearly does concern people – became racist. It is legitimate to ask about what EU rules on the free movement of citizens means for this country. But the debate has moved one from that.

The anti EU faction have it seems to me subtly linked immigration of EU citizens into this country with immigration by all people. Hence this week Nigel Farage standing in front of a new poster showing a long line of Syrian refugees with slogan “Breaking Point”. (A poster the Chancellor of the Exchequer compared to Nazi propaganda - http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2016/06/19/eu-referendum-campaigning-resumes-as-jeremy-corbyn-and-michael-g2/)


‘And who is my neighbour?’

Then on Thursday came the news of the death of Jo Cox MP in the small Yorkshire town of Batley.

I’d never heard of Jo Cox MP. There I’ve said it. Until Thursday 17th June 2016 for me and most of the country, apart from her constituents and the “Westminster Village” she was just one of the few hundred MPs sat on the back benches behind Jeremy Corbin.
But from what we have heard, and seen, and read since, she was clearly highly thought of in her constituency and at Westminster. She clearly was highly thought of by her own party and by the Conservative party.

Considering I didn’t know her, and as I’ve said I had never heard of her, when I learned that she’d died I was shocked. It wasn’t just the fact that she was young. It wasn’t just the fact that she left a husband and two children. (Sadly in a world where we hear most weeks of murders one becomes desensitised.) No, what shocked me was that an MP should be attacked in this way. And I was shocked that the man accused of her murder – Thomas Mair - seems to have been connected with the extreme right.

A number of photos of him have emerged at rallies for the extreme right “Britain First” party. And this is the man who in court yesterday when asked his name said “My name is death to traitors and freedom for Britain”. https://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2016/jun/18/thomas-mair-charged-with-of-mp-jo-cox

Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve preached a sermon in several churches based on the passage in Luke 7 on the Faith of the centurion. And I made the point in that sermon that the Centurion is acting like the Good Samaritan 3 chapters before Jesus tells the story. For the Centurion has asked himself “Who is my neighbour?” He has identified that his neighbour is someone from a different land and culture – the people in Capernaum. And he has taken it on himself to help those people by building a synagogue for them.

The conclusion of that sermon was that as Christians I hoped we should be about building bridges and tearing barriers down not about building walls up. And as part of that process we should be asking the question “Who is my neighbour?”

This last week I feel my hope is unfounded when I’ve seen discussions amongst Christians on social media that would be worthy of the UKIP annual conference.

After hearing the news of Jo Cox's death, I was very much of the mind-set “What’s the point?” In fact, a friend of mine summed up my feelings really well with a comment on her Facebook page “I'm angry and questioning why this happened. If it is in any way linked to In/Out/Brexit/Remain then cancel the whole bloody thing.”

My mood wasn’t helped by a recent drive through north Wiltshire and Gloucestershire and seeing several UKIP posters saying “We want our country back!” That makes my blood boil “We want our country back!” Well it’s my country too and I like it as it is thank you!

But then on Friday morning (17th June) I heard an interview with an 18-year-old young man from Jo Cox’s constituency. From his name he is of Asian heritage and he said he was a Muslim. He had attended a prayer vigil in the parish church of St Peter's Birstall on Thursday evening. He was interviewed for BBC Radio 4 Today programme. He explained that he knew Jo Cox. He had met her when she was canvassing for the General Election. She’d got him interested in politics, he’d joined the Labour Party and since become a local councillor.

This young man was clearly close to tears. Hardly surprising given that a close friend has just died. What a legacy she’s left if she had made a difference to just one life. But in fact through her campaigning on the Syrian refugee crisis alone she has made a difference to countless others.

The death of Jo Cox has left me feeling angry and disgusted by what our country is becoming. But anger and disgust alone won’t change anything. I suspect that Jo Cox understood that. No doubt she was angry at the injustices in this country and around the world. According to the Bishop of Huddersfield in a radio interview “She was a woman of passion and a woman of compassion”

Jo Cox didn't sit back and shrug he shoulders. Jo Cox’s husband Brendon said of her:

“She believed in a better world. And she fought for it every day.”

I’ve heard no mention of whether or not Jo Cox had a Christian faith. But she clearly was familiar with the concept behind the parable of the Good Samaritan.

Remember the words Jesus says to the lawyer after Jesus has told his parable

“Which was one of the three was a neighbour to man who had been attacked?”
“The one who showed mercy”
Jesus told him, ‘Go and do likewise.’


“She believed in a better world. And she fought for it every day.”
‘Go and do likewise.’

Last night, I was an event called “The Big Sing” at Zion Baptist Church in Trowbridge organised by a friend of ours. It was to mark the 200th anniversary of the church. It was a mixture of hymns and readings all linked with words reflecting on what it means to be the Church.

One of the passages of scripture was this one 1 John 4: 7 – 21

That passage really spoke to me last night. So much so that I came home and ripped up what I was going to preach on and have brought you this instead. Yhe final 3 verses of 1 John 4: 7 - 21 say:

19 We love because he first loved us. 20 Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. 21 And he has given us this command: anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.
The story of the Good Samaritan is founded on love. Love for God and love for our neighbour. “Who is my neighbour?” We know who is our neighbour. Everyone is our neighbour. Not just people in this church. Not just people in this village. Not just people in the country. All people are our neighbour. And we are called to love them.
How can you love your neighbour if you don’t speak to them? How can you love you neighbour if you turn your back on them? How can you love your neighbour if you close the door to them? How can you love your neighbour if shout abuse at them? You can’t be a neighbour if you don’t associate with people.
21 And he has given us this command: anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.

I said earlier that I have been sickened by the events of this last week. I have been sickened because of the violence associated with hatred that we have seen in Orlando and Batley.

Dr Martin Luther King said this:

The ultimate weakness of violence is that it is a descending spiral,
begetting the very thing it seeks to destroy.
Instead of diminishing evil, it multiplies it.
Through violence you may murder the liar,
but you cannot murder the lie, nor establish the truth.
Through violence you may murder the hater,
but you do not murder hate.
In fact, violence merely increases hate.
So it goes.
Returning violence for violence multiplies violence,
adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars.
Darkness cannot drive out darkness:
only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.


19 We love because he first loved us. 20 Whoever claims to love God yet hates a brother or sister is a liar. For whoever does not love their brother and sister, whom they have seen, cannot love God, whom they have not seen. 21 And he has given us this command: anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister. 1 John 4: 19 - 21

As you vote in the Referendum on Thursday remember those words. 21 And he has given us this command: anyone who loves God must also love their brother and sister.
And as you vote think "Who is my neighbour?"

A woman of passion and compassion

I wasn't sure whether to write this blog or not. And in fact a Methodist colleague has shared something similar on line already. But for some reason I felt the urge to write something as a tribute to Jo Cox MP murdered on 16th June 2016.

Until the afternoon of 16th June 2016 I must admit I’d never heard of Jo Cox MP. There I’ve said it. Until Thursday 17th June 2016 for me and most of the country (apart from her constituents and the “Westminster Village”) she was just one of the few hundred MPs sat on the back benches behind Jeremy Corbyn.

But from what we have heard, and seen, and read, over the last 24 hours, she was clearly highly thought of in her constituency and at Westminster.

I’m always slightly wary when MPs unite to praise one of their colleagues who has died. I can’t help thinking of the “Not the 9 o’clock news” satire show of the early 1980s which showed a sketch of two MPs being interviewed. They both were ripping in to each other and their respective parties. Then suddenly one dies and immediately the remaining MP goes into rapture over what a marvellous man he was. “He will be sadly missed.”

And yet with Jo Cox the praise seemed genuine. She clearly was highly thought of by her own party and by the Conservative party. She really will be sadly missed.

Considering I didn’t know her, and as I’ve said had never heard of her, when I learned that she’d died I was shocked. It wasn’t just the fact that she was young. It wasn’t just the fact that she left a husband and two children. (Sadly in a world where we hear most weeks of murders one becomes desensitised.) No, what shocked me was that an MP should be attacked in this way. And, although we perhaps need to take some of the news story with a pinch of salt, I was shocked that the man accused of her murder seems to have been connected with the extreme right.

In fact, shocked is the wrong word. “Sickened” is a better word. I was sickened by the attack.

Like many people I’ve become weary of the EU referendum. I’m firmly in the remain camp. But both sides from the start of the campaign have thrown mud and smears and accusations. It has seemed far nastier than a General Election campaign. And throughout the issue has been immigration. With Leave wanting to emphasise (as they see it) the large numbers of immigrants coming to this country. Whilst Remain have tried to avoid the discussion and tried to focus on the economic benefits of staying the economic pitfalls if we leave.

But immigration has been the topic people have focused on. It is as if the Leave campaign started to chip away at the dam holding back a huge wave of public feeling opposing immigration. And no matter how Remain have voiced arguments showing the positives of immigration, that message has been lost.

I wrote a blog a week or so ago expressing the hope that as Christians we should see the need to build bridges rather than put up fences. I feel my hope is unfounded when I’ve seen discussions amongst Christians on social media that would be worthy of the UKIP annual conference.

Last night after hearing the news I was very much of the mind-set “What’s the point?” In fact, a friend of mine summed up my feelings really well with a comment on her Facebook page “I'm angry and questioning why this happened. If it is in any way linked to In/Out/Brexit/Remain then cancel the whole bloody thing.” We don't know that Jo Cox's murder was linked to the Referendum.

My mood wasn’t helped by a recent drive through north Wiltshire and Gloucestershire with “Vote Leave” placards everywhere. And the UKIP one that makes my blood boil “We want our country back!” Well it’s my country too and I like it as it is thank you!

But then this morning I heard an interview with an 18-year-old young man from Jo Cox’s constituency. From his name he is of Asian heritage. He had attended a prayer vigil in the parish church St Peter's Birstall. He was interviewed for BBC Radio 4 Today programme. He explained that he knew Jo Cox. He had met her when she was canvassing for the General Election. She’d got him interested in politics, he’d joined the Labour Party and since become a local councillor.

This young man was clearly close to tears. Hardly surprising given that a close friend has just died. What a legacy she’s left if she had made a difference to just one life. But in fact through her campaigning on the Syrian refugee crisis alone she has made a difference to countless others.

The death of Jo Cox has left me feeling angry and disgusted by what our country is becoming. But anger and disgust alone won’t change anything. I suspect that Jo Cox understood that. No doubt she was angry at the injustices in this country and around the world. According to the Bishop of Huddersfield “She was a woman of passion and a woman of compassion”

But she didn’t sit back. Jo Cox’s husband Brendon said of her last night:

“She believed in a better world. And she fought for it every day.”

Fitting tributes from two people who knew Jo Cox well.

I suspect in years to come some who knew Jo Cox well will be playing the game of “What if”. A game it seems often played about Labour politicians of passion and compassion (consider John Smith MP) who died before their time. That is a fruitless exercise. But it is a more realistic aim to wonder “What will be her legacy?”

I hope her legacy will be that the people of Batley will become more engaged with the political process as love it loath it, it’s all we’ve got. (Certainly the young man of Asian heritage is already part of that legacy.) And I hope that on a wider scale the people of this country will move away from the finger pointing and find common ground. Common ground where we all seek to love one another and our neighbours as ourselves. A common ground of building bridges not fences.

As I said at the start I did not know Jo Cox and I have no idea what she was like other than the bits and pieces said by constituents on the news. Nevertheless, I think that Pope Francis may have provided the yardstick by which she will be judged in future years:

Every man, every woman who has to take up the service of government, must ask themselves two questions: 'Do I love my people in order to serve them better? Am I humble and do I listen to everybody, to diverse opinions in order to choose the best path?' If you don't ask those questions, your governance will not be good.

A prayer

Almighty God, in whose prophets through the ages
we have seen your truth clearly outlined,
we pray for people of vision in our day
those who carry undimmed
the light of the longing for justice
those who speak in the councils of nations
to persuade and convince
those who lead and support in action groups,
political parties and networks
those who resist blind power and risk persecution
to show a new way. Amen

From The Pattern of our Days edited by Kathy Galloway. The Iona Community 1996