Voices from Vindolanda:
A Sermon for the Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity
Ezekiel 33: 7-11
In August 2019 during the
annual summer excavations on the site of the Roman settlement of Vindolanda
fourteen fragments of a lead bowl were found. Although they were badly
weathered close examination showed that the object – dating from sometime in
the fifth century – to be a Christian artefact. Covered in simple Christian
images – crosses and chi-rho, a fish, a whale, a happy bishop, angels, members
of a congregation – experts believe the bowl to be a chalice. Found amongst the
rubble of the wall of a sixth century church building this unique find casts a
new light on one of the most poorly understood periods in British history.
Following the evacuation of
the Roman garrisons from Britain, including the settlement at Vindolanda at the
very beginning of the fifth-century our popular imagination sees the life of
these islands plunged in what was known as the “dark-ages”. The Venerable Bede,
in his Ecclesiastical
History of the English People, says of this time that:
Then were all
restraints of truth and justice so utterly abandoned that no trace of
them remained, a very few of the people even recalled their existence.
So great was this darkness
that Bede passes over almost two centuries of history in one paragraph. And we
are left with the image of a land where warring bands of Celts and Saxons
fought over the scraps of Roman Britain. All that was left, Bede says
sorrowfully, was for "God in his goodness...[to send]...more worthy
preachers of truth to bring them to the Faith".
Perhaps because the power
of Bede's narrative the story we tell ourselves of the Church often falls
easily into this pattern. This weekend we should have been marking our annual
celebration of the “Way of Cuthbert” as we give thanks to God for the life and
witness of our Patron and the communities of faith Cuthbert fostered and
continues to encourage. Last week was the feast of St Aidan, that great saint
from the generation before Cuthbert. On Lindisfarne there is a statue of Aidan
holding the light of Christ which he brought – under the encouragement of the
saintly king Oswald – into the darkness of this northern land.
We sit today as a community
that draws from Cuthbert’s great example, and planted in the kingdom that
Oswald and Aidan won for Christ. Had the world been different we would have
walked our own pilgrimage in the Way of Cuthbert from Haydon Old Church to
Beltingham, and as we look to renew the life of our Church buildings in the
Haydon Churches project we plan to do so in the light of that heritage.
But the finds at Vindolanda
should encourage us to think more deeply about our Christian heritage and how
we continue to live in the light not only of Cuthbert and Aidan, but also those
faithful Christians who etched the signs of their faith on that simple
communion cup in those hidden and dark centuries between the twin lights of
Rome and Lindisfarne.
The American Founding
Father and President John Adams once said:
Facts are stubborn things;
and whatever may be our wishes, our inclinations, or the dictates of our
passion, they cannot alter the state of facts and evidence.
When we tell the stories of
Aidan and Cuthbert we have become so used to the story of the “dark-ages” and
of the godless and pagan land which they converted that, as we encounter facts
like the finds at Vindolanda, we can find ourselves doubting the whole story.
What, we might ask ourselves, does it tell use about the stories of our
Christian past if we discover that Christianity was more established and more
present in those dark centuries than we had thought?
Now please be clear, I
don’t think anyone is in danger of throwing the baby out with the bath water,
and suddenly casting Bede and his Ecclesiastical
History as the Anglo-Saxon version of fake news. But the new
reality that we have found does provide a pattern and encouragement for our
faith which can perhaps provide a deeper model for our place and story of faith
alongside the heroic virtue and holiness of Aidan and Cuthbert.
In our Old Testament lesson
we hear God’s direct calling and commission to Ezekiel.
So you, mortal, I have made
a sentinel for the house of Israel; whenever you hear a word from my mouth, you
shall give them warning from me.
The call to Ezekiel to be a
sentinel is not an idle one. Archbishop Stephen Cottrell has reminded us that Sentinel is one of the most powerful images of calling and
commission used through the Old Testament. Used over thirty times, the call of
the sentinel is to be a watchman, a lookout for the ways of God within the
world. And this is not just a call unique to Ezekiel. In Isaiah it is the
sentinel who looks for the coming of: the feet of the messenger
who announces peace,
who says
to Zion, “Your God reigns.”
Thomas Cranmer, when
defining the call of the priest for the first time in the English language,
lists the sentinel, along with messenger and steward, as the marks of the
ministry of a priest as they:
proclaim the word of the
Lord and…watch for the signs of God’s new creation.
Returning to Ezekiel we
find the call of sentinel carries with it its own contemporary resonance as the
prophet is called, as perhaps we are today, to stand in this time of
Covid-Exile and search the horizon for the signs of God’s faithfulness
and restoration.
As we reflect not only on
our own experience, but also of the hidden lives and voices of the faithful
uncovered at Vindolanda we could do worse that to reflect on this call to be a
sentinel.
If you spend time at
Vindolanda and at the Roman frontier that lies to its north you get a glimpse
of what it meant and means to be a sentinel. You stand patiently, day after
day, scouring the horizon looking for signs. And as you see things you must
interpret them and understand them and discern what it is that you see. It can
be lonely work, and it is certainly work that can be boring and challenging.
But if we are to see what lies ahead of us, we need our own sentinels looking
at God and looking at the world for what is to come.
I might be, in fact I almost
certainly am, romanticising the life of those Christians who etched their faith
onto that cup. But I see them not as an aberration in the old story we tell of
our Christian heritage. Instead like Ezekiel, I see them as sentinels scouring
the horizons of their world and of God seeking the restoration which, in Aidan
and Cuthbert, God faithfully brought.
As we look forward to what
lies ahead of us we could do worse than to aspire to the faithfulness and
tenacity of that voiceless community uncovered at Vindolanda as we continue to
live the story of faith in these lands of which they, and Aidan and Cuthbert,
and we are part. Looking to the horizon, living faithfully and patiently
through the challenges of this time, as we look to God and to the world for the
signs of the messenger who brings good news.
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