Sunday, 29 September 2013

A tale of two news items

Saturday 28th September 2013

The siege of the Westgate Shopping Mall in Nairobi was awful. With Muslim terrorists having killed around 70 people (at the most recent count.) The story was given a lot of coverage here in the UK. And even today The Daily Telegraph and The Times are both running stories about the event.


At the same time in Pakistan, two Muslim terrorists in Pakistan entered a church and exploded bombs. A similar number of people died.

Two awful events. And yet the media in this country treated them very differently. The event in Kenya was front page news and the top story on TV news. The Pakistan bombing was barely mentioned – apart from in the innermost pages of newspapers.

Why the difference?

Three possibilities as I see it

Firstly, the Kenya atrocity involved British victims. So therefore our media was interested. The Pakistan bombing had no Britons so no interest.

The 1980s satire series “Not the nine o’clock news” noted this tendency for our media to ignore foreign disasters if no Britons were involved with a spoof news report “Today an earthquake happened in Africa. No Britons died.”

Secondly, I can’t help but feel that 80 dead Christians just isn’t considered newsworthy – even if killed by Muslim terrorists (a favourite topic of the media normally.)Christians and Christianity aren't "cool." The only time the news media is interested in Christianity is when some Christian extremist spouts off about homosexuality.

Thirdly, there is the Neville Chamberlain attitude that it is a “ … quarrel in a faraway country between people of whom we know nothing”

I would like to be able to ask a newspaper editor or TV news producer why the difference in coverage between the two stories.

In The Daily Telegraph today there is a half-page analysis of the aftereffects of the Pakistan bombing – on page 15. The Times has a report of around 300 words on page 49.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/asia/pakistan/10340175/Pakistans-Christians-fear-for-their-lives.html

Well maybe the news people feel they can ignore Pakistan but 16 miles away from Swindon a family living in the small town of Pewsey know all about it. The Saraj family attend Pewsey Methodist Church. All Saints Church in Peshawar, Pakistan was their home church. Among those killed and injured were cousins as well as friends.

Even if the news media ignore what is happening to our Christian brothers and sisters in Peshawar the people in the Swindon & Marlborough Methodist Circuit won’t forget. The Christians of Pakistan are in our prayers.

Picture credits: Nairobi = Daily Telegraph web site Pakistan = The Guardian web site

Saturday, 28 September 2013

By the left, quick march!

28th September 2013

One thing I’ve learned as a minister is that there is no set job description. The closest we get are the words said at ordination when we promise to serve the sacraments, be a pastor and preach the gospel.

I really appreciate not having something laid down as I’ve been given space in my ministry to be a minister in those situations God has called me to. Or to put it another way, I’ve walked through the doors God has opened before me.

So over the last 6 years I’ve been a school governor (and in fact am now Chair of Governors) and I’m a police chaplain. I regularly take assemblies in a number of primary schools. I’ve given talks to various clubs and societies. I’ve joined Rotary. I’ve spoken on local radio many times, been a contributor to a column in faith in the local paper (as well as having articles published in the Methodist Recorder.) All of these have allowed me to share the Gospel with people who don’t come to church.

Over the last couple of Saturdays my ministry has gone through another door God opened – being a mayor’s chaplain.

My dad has served as a local councillor for almost 30 years. Originally for Islwyn Borough Council and (following local government reorganisation in Wales) for Caerphilly County Borough Council. He was the last Mayor Islwyn BC before it was abolished and in May this year he was elected as Mayor of Caerphilly CBC.

It is traditional for the Mayor to have a chaplain who accompanies the Mayor at certain functions and, if the occasion calls for it, takes services and offers prayers. My Dad asked if I would be his chaplain and I was delighted to say yes.
Because of the distance between Swindon and Caerphilly (about 80 miles) it isn’t practical for me to attend many functions (and my Dad has one or two tame Methodist minister available if needs be in Wales.) But he has asked me to be at two functions and these have taken place over the last couple of Saturdays.

On Saturday 21st September a civic service was held. Again this is traditional and it is a way of the local government officials and councillors being publically prayed for. And, in the case of a devote Christian like my Dad, for the Mayor to publically proclaim his faith and to ask for God’s guidance in his work as mayor.

Last Saturday found me presiding at the service and leading public prayers for my Dad. We don’t go in for great shows of affection in the family let alone expressing words like “I love you” or “I’m proud of you” (no doubt a psychologist would enjoy analysing this.) So for him to ask me to lead the service and for me to pray for my Dad was a way of us both saying a great deal without needing to use embarrassing words!

Today I was able to perform another duty as chaplain. The Royal Welsh Regiment was given the freedom of the borough 3 years ago. And one of the things the Regiment can do is parade through the borough “With bayonets fixed and with drums beating” (in the words of the official statement of freedom.) Today that right was exercised through the town of Bargoed.

I found myself standing on a reviewing platform alongside the great and good of the borough together with the Lord Lieutenant of Gwent and the High Sheriff of Gwent. Both fascinating friendly men.
The Regimental band led the soldiers through the town until they came to the reviewing point. They were then inspected by the big wigs. I was then called to lead prayers.

I’d been given the regimental prayer. But I’d wanted another suitable prayer. I’d asked my friend Rev Steve Ward (a former solider and a chaplain to the Army Cadet Force) for some ideas and he suggested this:

A Prayer of St Ignatius Loyola (1491-1556)
Teach us, good Lord, to serve you as you deserve; to give and not to count the cost; to fight and not to heed the wounds; to toil and not to seek for rest; to labour and not to ask for any reward, save that of knowing that we do your will.


Spot on. Ideal for those serving in the military and for those called to serve in other ways – such as local councillors or mayors.

By the way – Dad, I’m very proud of you.

(There, I’ve said it. Mind you he doesn’t do computers so won’t read this!)

Photo credit: http://www.campaignseries.co.uk/news/10660388.Royal_Welsh_Bargoed_march_details_announced/

Sunday, 22 September 2013

A wee brown purse

Last week I heard the inspiring story of Glen James. This is how the Sky News web site reported the story:

“Boston man Glen James, 54, spoke to police after he found the backpack containing $2,400 (£1,500) in cash and nearly $40,000 (£25,000) in traveller's cheques at the South Bay Mall.

The man who lost the backpack told workers at a nearby store and they called police, who later returned the backpack to him.

Virginia resident Ethan Whittington read media accounts of Mr James' honesty and started a fund for him on a crowd-funding website.

The fund has since raised more than $100,000, including $182 (£114) of pocket money saved up by two young children.

The Boston Police Department publicly thanked Mr James, saying his actions were "a remarkable tribute to him and his honesty".

Mr James said in a statement: "Even if I were desperate for money, I would not have kept even a penny of the money I found.
"I am extremely religious. God has always very well looked after me." “

http://news.sky.com/story/1144158/boston-honest-homeless-man-fund-tops-100k

The lectionary Gospel reading for today is Luke 16: 1 – 13. It is a slightly odd story in some respects. It is a parable where Jesus sets out to show how money should be used. It is a parable that contains the famous saying of Jesus:

13 ‘No one can serve two masters. Either you will hate the one and love the other, or you will be devoted to the one and despise the other. You cannot serve both God and Money.’


But equally the parable itself (the story Jesus told to make his point if you prefer) seems to have a dishonest man being commended by his employer for his dishonesty! (If you want to read the story but don’t have access to a Bible go to Biblegateway.com) It is a perplexing story and I’ve looked at several commentaries on the Bible written by learned people and they can’t seem to make head nor tail of it either.

That said, the Bible passage does contain these words of Jesus:

10 ‘Whoever can be trusted with very little can also be trusted with much, and whoever is dishonest with very little will also be dishonest with much. 11 So if you have not been trustworthy in handling worldly wealth, who will trust you with true riches? 12 And if you have not been trustworthy with someone else’s property, who will give you property of your own?

The point Jesus is making is that if we are honest and trustworthy with even little things (let alone big things) that is how Jesus would want us to live our lives. And he promises us “true riches” which Christians take to mean eternal life in heaven.

I was really taken by Glen James’ statement: "I am extremely religious. God has always very well looked after me."

Jesus could have been speaking of Mr. James. And it seems that for now Mr. James may have earthly reward as well as true riches to come.

When I was about 7 or 8 we were on holiday in Scotland. We visited the same part of Scotland (Oban) 3 years running and I have the most vivid memories of those holidays. One day we went to a small town called Inverary. There is a large castle there, home of the Duke of Argyll – though we didn’t go round it so I’m not really sure why we were in Inverary!

As we walked along the street I found a small brown purse. I picked it up and showed it to my mum. I was questioned about how I had come by this purse and after she was satisfied I had genuinely found it she opened it. Inside it was a Scottish £1 note.

I don’t recall exactly what I thought at this point but I imagine I must have thought I’d come in to extra pocket money. But my hopes were dashed for my mum gave me a talk about honesty. And how the small boy or girl who had lost this purse would be upset. How would I feel etc etc etc. So feeling suitably virtuous we marched off to the police station where the biggest policeman I’d ever seen in my life duly recorded my find.

“Now laddie. Well done for bringing this in. If no one claims this wee brown purse within six weeks, it’s yours”
he said.

I can remember coming home from school six weeks later and my mum giving me a letter from the Argyll constabulary saying I was now the owner of the purse and its contents.

(My mum still has the purse containing the Scottish £1 note in it. And yes she did give me a UK £1 instead.)


Sunday, 15 September 2013

Where did I leave that sheep?

A week last Friday evening I was on police chaplaincy duty. The officer I was assigned to told me that at 8pm she needed to get back to the police station for a briefing for part of a special operation she was assigned to. So we went to the briefing and there were perhaps 20 officers present in total including 4 armed officers. And I learned that the operation was part of an initiative by Wiltshire Police to try and prevent people trafficking.

So just after 9pm I accompanied the police to a property in the centre of Swindon where the police believed a brothel was being run. On entering the property the police found two women from Poland who appeared to be working as prostitutes. Though I am not sure whether the police decided that the women had in fact been trafficked.

What was made quite clear however was that the police were not interested in arresting the women. The police were solely concerned for the women’s safety. And I was told by one of the officers who deals with people trafficking all the time, that if the women had been trafficked, and wanted to be set free, then the police would assist them with this. In fact the police pass them on to a Salvation Army team who help with rehousing.

So I am hoping the Methodist Recorder won’t now get hold of the story of “Methodist Minister in brothel!”

Seriously though, I found the approach of the police to the women very interesting. Very theological if you like. They were treated just like Jesus treated the woman caught in adultery. They were forgiven and then told to sin no more as it were.

In Luke 15 Jesus teaches on the nature of God, particularly God’s forgiving nature and his desire to restore his people to him. And the parables both have the same idea – what forgiveness is like in terms of things lost and found.

Jesus does this by talking in terms of things the people can understand by getting people to think in terms about what is most important to them.

Remember this was largely an agricultural society so people would have understood why a shepherd would value the health and safety of his sheep for that is the source of his income. And people would have understood how a woman valued the hard - earned money she has scraped together maybe to save or may just to feed her family. And later in the chapter is the Parable of the Lost Son (or the Parable of the Prodigal Son as we usually refer to it.) This tells the story of how a parent values the happiness and well-being of his her children.

In telling his parables Jesus was saying to the crowds, to the sinners and tax collectors, to the Pharisees and Sadducees and to the Disciples

“Think of that thing that is most precious in your life and what it would be like if you lost it, whether through carelessness, or intent, or theft. Think of something on which you place extreme value that has gone missing. How would you feel? You’d be devastated. And whilst you’d be able to carry on with your life, after all people adapt, your life would be incomplete. Part of the whole is missing.”


And 2,000 years later we can still relate to these stories. We might not be shepherds, we might not have to count every penny, but all of us have a sense of what it might mean to lose something precious. Imagine losing a wedding ring or maybe a necklace given by your mother. Maybe not hugely valuable in pounds and pence but priceless.

And that is the message given to us by Jesus. In God’s eyes we his children are priceless. He hunts high and low for us when we go missing. God is like the shepherd who values each sheep in his flock. God is the like the woman who loses the silver coin. When one of God’s children is missing, when one of God’s children has turned her back on him, he searches her out and pleads with her to come home.

God is love. And that love looks like one who goes out tirelessly searching, because the one who is lost is so lost that he or she can’t find their way home.

It occurs to me that Jesus doesn’t tell us anything about the value of the sheep or the value of the coin. And I think we need to read something in to that.

Jesus doesn’t say

‘Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses the prize ram worth thousands of pounds. Doesn’t he leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it?


Jesus doesn’t say:

‘Or suppose a woman has ten silver coins[a] and loses one worth a thousand pounds. Doesn’t she light a lamp, sweep the house and search carefully until she finds it?


I think it is significant that Jesus doesn’t mention the value of the sheep or the coin because Jesus is making the point that even if the sheep was some old barren ewe, the shepherd still cares so much that he searches for her. And similarly it doesn’t matter that the silver coin is only worth a few pennies. To the woman it is very valuable. And that is my point. God searches out all people who are lost to him no matter who they are.

As a police chaplain I am with the police for the police and police staff. I am not there for members of the public. So when I am out with the police and we encounter the public I tend not to engage them in conversation unless the officer asks me to do so. There are legal reasons for this mainly – because if a suspect spills the beans to me as it were I am a witness. So when I was with the police a week last Friday I didn’t speak to the two Polish women.

And I found that hard. I would have liked to be alongside them and show that they were loved by God. But God was in that flat searching those women out. He was there acting through the way the officers were acting. As I said the officers acted compassionately. And if the women wanted it they were being offered a way out, a place of safety.

Sunday, 8 September 2013

The most tragic problem is silence.



I was very conscious during my time in the USA that the matter of race is never very far from the surface. And when I say race I mean of course the treatment of African Americans both in history and now. Somehow, especially in a southern state like North Carolina there is often something that touches on the issue of race. And although slavery was abolished in 1865, African Americans were not given anywhere near the same rights as white Americans until the 1970s. And it is open to debate about whether or not African Americans are truly equal in society now.

One of most interesting places I visited during my stay in the USA was the International Civil Rights museum in Greensboro. This looked at how the campaign by African Americans for equality and an end to segregation, developed.

The museum is housed in an old Woolworths store and this store played an instrumental part in the Civil Rights movement. On 1st February 1960 four black students entered the store and went up to the Whites only cafeteria and sat down. They each requested something from the menu and were refused service because the café was Whites only. Their action led to a whole lot of similar protests around the country.

I was expecting a fairly traditional museum with exhibits in cases. So I was really surprised by this excellent modern museum that tells the story of the Civil Rights movement through film, exhibits and a guided tour. (Our guide was excellent. A young African American guy who passionate about his subject but avoided being too preachy by use of some nice touches of humour.)

I was aware of course of the segregation that had existed in the South. But I had not appreciated the extent. For example not only were there separate Whites and Coloreds (sic) waiting rooms at bus stations, there were separate Coke vending machines. With the Coke in the Colored room costing 10 cents as opposed to 5 cents in the White room. There were countless other examples.

But there were a couple of things that I was pleased to note. Firstly our guide pointed out that a good many White people were active in their support of the Civil Rights movement. (In a montage of mug shots of people arrested for protesting, there were a good number of White people including a priest from one of the northern states.)

Secondly our guide emphasised that the Church played a big part in the Civil Rights movement. And of course Rev Dr Martin Luther King is perhaps the most famous church leader in this respect.

And yet sadly the Church, or at least certain parts of it, did play a part in condoning segregation. Anne and Tom visited a place called Old Salem. This was a town founded by Moravian Christians – you’ll remember that it was through an encounter with Moravians that John Wesley was greatly influenced. Sadly what Anne & Tom learned was that although originally the church in Old Salem was welcomed both white people and slaves, in time the church segregated so that the blacks had to have their own church.

Wednesday, 28th August marked the 50th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s famous “I have a dream” speech in which he set out his hopes for black people in the USA to be treated equally.


“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”


When we were in Washington DC one of the museums we visited had an exhibition about the anniversary. And what I hadn’t fully appreciated was that Dr King’s speech was only one of a number of speeches given that day. And whilst his was perhaps the headline act, some of the other speeches were equally important and relevant.

The exhibit played several short films showing some of the speakers and one caught my attention. He was a Rabbi - Rabbi Joachim Prinz.
Rabbi Prinz had fled Nazi Germany in 1937 and settled in America. In his speech on 28th August 1963 Rabbi Prinz made this comment:

"As Jews …. our fathers taught us thousands of years ago that when God created man, he created him as everybody's neighbor. Neighbor is not a geographic term. It is a moral concept. It means our collective responsibility for the preservation of man's dignity and integrity.
It is for these reasons that it is not merely sympathy and compassion for the black people of America that motivates us. It is above all and beyond all such sympathies and emotions a sense of complete identification and solidarity born of our own painful historic experience"


Today we celebrated the Covenant service at Stratton. And also in British Methodism today was designated as Racial Justice Sunday. I mentioned Rabbi Prinz’s speech in the context of our Covenant service, as in the service we look back to the Covenant God originally made with the Jewish people but subsequently extended to all people through Jesus Christ. And that covenant is founded on love.

The words I read from the Worship Book explain:

"God made a covenant with the people of Israel, calling them to be a holy nation, chosen to bear witness to his steadfast love by finding delight in his law.
The covenant was renewed in Jesus Christ our Lord, in his life, work, death and resurrection. In him all people may be set free from and sin and its power, and united in love and obedience."


It was love of fellow human beings that made over 250,000 people attend the rally in Washington DC in 1963. It was a desire of Christlike love to see African American people being treated equally and compassionately.

Often when we think of showing Christ’s love we think in terms of acts of kindness and compassion. Acts of generosity. Acts of charity. And yet I feel that is only part of what it means to show Christ’s love. Or perhaps more accurately to be more Christlike. For being Christlike means showing love through acts but it also means being prepared to challenge. Being prepared to speak out. Being prepared to show that there is another way. The way of God’s Kingdom.

I remember having a conversation with a friend about this once and how we sometimes feel as Christians we are not to rock the boat and how we are called to turn the other cheek. How we are supposed to be nice. And my friend said to me:

"Don't be nice. Be more like Jesus..."


And that is true. Of course Jesus was “nice”. Of course he was kind and compassionate. But equally he could be challenging and forthright. The classic illustration of this is his conduct towards the money changers in the temple. But throughout his ministry Jesus set out to challenge the hypocrisy of the authorities and to challenge things that were not worthy of the Kingdom of God. So when we are being Christlike we’re not just being compassionate, we are being challenging too.

In his speech on 28th August 1963 Rabbi Prinz also said this:

“When I was the rabbi of the Jewish community in Berlin under the Hitler regime, I learned many things. The most important thing that I learned under those tragic circumstances was that bigotry and hatred are not the most urgent problem. The most urgent, the most disgraceful, the most shameful and the most tragic problem is silence.”

And he goes on to relate how in Nazi Germany the vast majority of people became onlookers:

“A great people which had created a great civilization had become a nation of silent onlookers. They remained silent in the face of hate, in the face of brutality and in the face of mass murder.

In the context of America 50 years ago Rabbi Prinz felt that most Americans were onlookers when they should have been speaking out against the injustice of racism.

The powerful words we hear in the Covenant Service remind us that

"Christ has many services to be done:
some are easy, others are difficult;
some bring honour, others bring reproach;
some are suitable to our natural inclinations and material interests,
others are contrary to both;
in some we may please Christ and please ourselves;
in others we cannot please Christ except by denying ourselves.
Yet the power to do all these things is given to us in Christ, who strengthens us."


And it seems to me that in our Covenant service we promise that we will show Christlike love. But also we promise before God that we will be Christlike by not being silent onlookers. To quote Paul in his letter to the Ephesians 6

12 For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.


IN John’s Gospel chapter 15 Jesus reminds us that with him in our lives we will be Christlike.

5 “I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.”

If we truly are one of Christ’s branches then we will be like him and we will bear fruit. We will show love and compassion. But we will also be prepared to speak out against injustice. We will speak out against sin. But we will do so in love and through love.

In this country the voice of Christ’s followers is not heard like it once was. But that does not mean we can be silent onlookers. If we see injustice we must speak out. If we see things that are morally wrong we must speak out. For Christ is the vine and we are the branches. And if we are connected to Christ we must be Christlike.

16 You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit—fruit that will last—and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you. 17 This is my command: Love each other.

Saturday, 7 September 2013

Chaplaincy reflections

7th September 2013


About this time 6 years ago I was welcomed into the Swindon Circuit as a minister. (Where have six years gone?) A number of people from the community and other churches had been invited. One of these was Rev Dr Richard Armitage. Richard was (and still is) the full time chaplain to Wiltshire Police. And the day after my welcome service Richard phoned me to ask whether I’d become one of the volunteer chaplains.

At the time I said he’d need to give me six months to settle in and then come back to me. Six months to the day I got the call and I said yes. And it was one of my better decisions because I’ve gained so much from being a chaplain. It’s kept me real and given me an insight into life outside of church. And sometimes life that is very different.

I’ve always been assigned to Gable Cross police station which is Swindon’s main police station and what is termed a divisional headquarters and hub. What this means is that the officers based at Gable Cross not only serve the town of Swindon but also a wide area beyond. A big change happened a couple of years ago when Swindon became a hub. What happened was that the police presence operating out of smaller stations around the county was greatly cut back. Instead “Response” officers (those who come when you dial 999) are now based out of the divisional HQs. Consequently officers from Gable Cross cover not only the town but outlying smaller towns too.

One of the consequences of the hub was that other departments based out of Gable Cross were moved. A department I had supported (Roads Policing Unit – Traffic Police in other words) was moved to elsewhere in the county. This meant I became more involved with Response.

I’d loved my time with RPU and it was fun to ride in 5 series BMWs at speed. But having spent some time with Response now, I find it very interesting. And from a chaplaincy point of view it is very enriching. I also spend time in the Custody suite. The officers there (mainly civilians) have a very tough job and I’ve realised they value me going in so they can sound off in confidence.
With Response I’ve got a much better feel for the everyday issues faced by police officers and people in the town.

Typically I go in about once every 3 or 4 weeks and spend a best part of a shift. (A shift is 10 hours. I usually go in for 17.00 on a Friday and stay until about midnight.) I attend the briefing and then one of the sergeants sends me out with an officer.

Each time I go out on shift at least one call is for a Domestic violence issue. But the reality is many of these DVs are little more than family arguments that have got out of hand. And rather than try and resolve them, people phone the police. That’s not to say that some aren’t genuine but from what I’ve seen many could be resolved by people having better people skills!

All human life is there of course. And we see some interesting things. But my shift last night was perhaps the most interesting I’ve seen. It started with a DV (again a dispute.) After that the officer I was with had to go back to Gable Cross for a briefing in which she was taking part. And as I was allocated to her I went to the briefing too.

I cannot give details here. But the operation was designed to target people being trafficked. I attended one of the places raided and to be allowed in showed me how trusted chaplaincy is.

Tuesday, 3 September 2013

"I do a lot for charidee mate"

3rd September 2013

As usual in the mornings (now I’m back home) I woke this morning to BBC Radio 4’s Today programme. (Actually that is not quite true; I was awake before that due to the 5.30am number 7 bus going past the house.) And one of the early items on the programme this morning was the number of refugees fleeing Syria for neighbouring countries.

According to a UNHCR report over 2 million people have left Syria and are in refugee camps in surrounding countries. http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-middle-east-23937972

Having lobbied my MP last week to vote against Britain taking military action, and Parliament having done that (though my MP voted in favour) I felt that I should perhaps put my money where my mouth was in a sense, and give a donation to a charity helping these refugees. But which charity?

Ordinarily I would have donated to the Red Cross. But last weekend a friend who works in the charity sector drew my attention to a news report published in the UK in early August. (It had escaped my attention when we were in the USA.) According to the report in the Daily Telegraph the chief executive officers (and other executives) at some of the main charities such as the British Red Cross, Save the Children and Christian Aid, are all earning well over £100,000 a year.

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/politics/10224104/30-charity-chiefs-paid-more-than-100000.html

In the Telegrph report the charities seek to justify their approach by saying that salaries are bench marked:

‘A Save the Children spokesman said: “We pay appropriately competitive wages that are benchmarked regularly against two external salary surveys.
“Last year this was supported by an in-depth external benchmarking report from Towers Watson, an expert remuneration agency.”’


And:

‘A Christian Aid spokesman said: “Christian Aid is mindful of not paying higher salaries than are necessary and/or reasonable.
“The board of trustees has a strict policy that requires us to set salaries at or below the median of other church-based and/or international development agencies.”’


So here we have some seriously flawed logic. Presumably by bench marking against one another these charities are ensuring that pay of their executives remains high. Or are they bench marking against private industry? That’s the usual argument in these instances. “If I worked in private industry I’d be earning much more.” Well clear off to private industry then!

On the basis of that argument I should be earning a great deal more too. But when I entered ministry I saw my total “package” (company car, pension, health care, salary, share options and bonuses) go from close on £60,000 a year (in 2002) to around £22,000 now. That was the price I paid for my calling.

My favourite quote from the press article comes from Janet Convery, ActionAid’s director of communications, who is quoted as saying “Richard Miller’s salary is well below the market rate for a chief executive of a major development charity.”

The article says “Richard Miller, director at ActionAid, saw his pay increase by eight per cent to nearly £89,000 a year, while both revenues and donations fell 11 per cent.”

So basically, he’s being hard done by and is earning a measly £89,000 a year. (Though I admit he is less well paid than other executives.)

Now I accept that running a complex organisation needs people at the top with brains. So to attract such people a decent salary has to be paid. And of course many of these charities are based in London where the cost of living is higher. (It begs the question why they are based in London of course.) Call me old fashioned, call me naïve, but is it asking too much to expect directors of charities to have at least some sense of vocation and calling to the role? And as such not earn more than the Prime Minister, as apparently is the case in some instances.

I am particularly saddened and angered by the salaries of executives at Christian Aid. And I know many people in my churches will be saddened and angered too. The article states that one Christian Aid executive earns £126,000 a year.

One of my churches (St Andrews) still does the traditional Christian Aid week envelope collection. In these days it’s hard work. People can be downright hostile at times when asked for their envelope. Nevertheless it says a lot about our church, and the people in the neighbourhood, that once again St Andrews raised over £1100 for Christian Aid during Christian Aid week. That would buy a lot of meals for those in need or about 3 days salary for the Christian Aid executive quoted in the press article.

Not only do the large salaries for executives at these charities mean that less money is going to those in need, but there is a certain hypocrisy in the way staff lower down the pecking order are treated. For example, earlier this year a young woman came to speak to our youth group about the work of Christian Aid. She was excellent. But she was an unpaid intern.

I will be writing to Christian Aid voicing my concern and expressing a hope that the executives’ salary will be more Christlike. What message does it send for people at a Christian charity to be acting in such a way?

In the meantime who do I give to folks?