A sermon preached for the Last Sunday after Epiphany
February 22, 2022, St. Alban’s Episcopal Church, Stuttgart, Arkansas
This sermon was preached three years ago immediately after Russia’s invasion of Ukraine. While it is not what I will preach this Sunday, it remains timely.
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Defenceless under the night
Our world in stupor lies;
Yet, dotted everywhere,
Ironic points of light
Flash out wherever the Just
Exchange their messages:
May I, composed like them
Of eros and of dust,
Beleaguered by the same
Negation and despair,
Show an affirming flame.
Those words were written by W. H. Auden, a 20th century poet who helped translate the psalms in our own Book of Common Prayer. They are an excerpt from a poem entitled September 1, 1939. September 1, 1939: the day Germany invaded Poland, kicking off the bloody second world war. In the first stanza of the poem, Auden writes,
Waves of anger and fear
Circulate over the bright
And darkened lands of earth,
Obsessing our private lives;
The unmentionable odour of death
Offends the September night.