Three – and One

This is the Trinity, constantly at his work of love, creating us and his beautiful world, being present with us in the Temple, in the cosmos and in the deepest abysses, and whispering in our hearts that he will be always with us.


In the name of + God, Maker, Lover and Holy Spirit.

There was once an evil and powerful king. Anyone who disagreed with him would be punished. Anyone who spoke up against him would likely be killed.

This king grew more powerful by conquering other cities and nations. His conquests had three phases. Firstly, he defeated the enemy by killing as many people as possible, sometimes thousands of human beings.  Secondly, he obliterated their city and then captured its leaders. Thirdly, he deported all the remaining people to his teeming multicultural city and set them free.

This last phase was not as generous as it might sound. The defeated people would arrive in his city with nothing after a forced march of weeks or months. This meant they would be forced to eat the cheapest local food. They could not afford to eat their favourite dishes or according to their own food laws. They needed to learn the local language quickly, so they could bargain for food and necessities.

These captives had nowhere to return to because their city had been smashed to dust. They had no choice about any of these changes, so they quickly took on the culture of their new city – they became loyal (or frightened) citizens of the powerful king, making him richer and more powerful.

The children of the captives could improve themselves and the cleverest of them even became wealthy and powerful. One captive, whom the king named Belteshazzar, interpreted the king’s dream and became the king’s senior adviser, and he got the king to appoint three of his friends to senior positions in the king’s service.

These four young men were from Jerusalem.

They remembered how this ruthless king had destroyed every building in Jerusalem and most of all their beautiful temple. His soldiers had carried away the gold and sacred furnishings, especially the precious Ark of the Covenant. They remembered how this king had bound Jerusalem’s king, Zedekiah, and forced him to watch soldiers take a superhot brand and put out the eyes of all Zedekiah’s own sons. Then they had blinded Zedekiah in the same brutal way.

Belteshazzar’s real name was Daniel, and his story gives his name to the book in the Bible.

The powerful king decided to have a statue of himself built.

‘It will be the biggest, bestest, and most striking statue that anyone in the history of the world has seen,’ he said. And it was: five stories high and its two footprints the size of a room. Made of bronze and covered in gold, it was visible right across the city, glinting in the sunlight.

As Daniel tells the story:

When [everyone was] standing before the statue that Nebuchadnezzar had set up, the herald proclaimed aloud, “You are commanded, O peoples, nations, and languages, that when you hear the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, drum, and entire musical ensemble, you are to fall down and worship the golden statue that King Nebuchadnezzar has set up. Whoever does not fall down and worship shall immediately be thrown into a furnace of blazing fire.” Therefore, as soon as all the peoples heard the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, drum, and entire musical ensemble, all the peoples, nations, and languages fell down and worshipped the golden statue that King Nebuchadnezzar had set up. [Daniel 3:3b-7 NRSV)

The three young men still carried in their hearts the commandment of their God from their old city,

You shall have no other gods before me. ‘You shall not make for yourself an idol, whether in the form of anything that is in heaven above or that is on the earth beneath or that is in the water under the earth. You shall not bow down to them or serve them, for I the Lord your God am a jealous God…

[Exodus 3:5a NRSV]

  So, the three young men did not bow down and worship. Someone denounced them to the king, someone dobbed them in. The king called for Meshach, Shadrach and Abednego and told them what he had heard. He said to them,  

Now if you are ready, when you hear the sound of the horn, pipe, lyre, trigon, harp, drum, and the entire symphony orchestra, you should fall down and worship the statue that I have made. But if you do not worship, you shall immediately be thrown into a furnace of blazing fire, and who is the god who will deliver you out of my hands?’ [Daniel 3:15]

But Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego said they could not obey.

17 ‘If our God whom we serve is able to deliver us from the furnace of blazing fire and out of your hand, O king, let him deliver us.18 But if not, be it known to you, O king, that we will not serve your gods and we will not worship the golden statue that you have set up.’       [Daniel 3:17]

This answer threw the king into a rage.

He ordered the fire to be made seven times hotter than usual. The soldiers shovelled on more wood, napalm, tar and brushwood. The flames streamed up 49 cubits – seven times seven cubits or 30 metres high in our measure. It was so hot that several of the guards who threw the three Judeans into the fire were instantly burned to death. That king just shrugged. Who cares? Just as long as Meshach, Shadrach and Abednego paid for their insolence.

Icon by Toros Roisin

The three young men did not burn. They walked about in the flames. Unharmed. The fire did not touch them. it didn’t even burn their clothes. The king in amazement watched them walking about. They were even singing the Canticle from which we recited this morning. And the king was sure that he could see a fourth person in the fire, and, he said, this fourth person ‘had the appearance of a god.’ So the king called them and the three came out of the furnace alive with not even the smell of smoke on them.

The king was impressed.  Anyone who doesn’t respect the God of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego, watch out! he said. Impressed, maybe, but he was hardly a convert.

I remember reading about Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego when I was 9 or 10 in my Church Mailbag Sunday School and I thought it was an adventure story. Now when I read it, I realise it is a horror story.  It tells of the way a cruel and powerful king distorts and destroys everyone’s lives.

           Even as a child, I wondered whether I would have the courage to keep faith with my beliefs in the face of tyranny, or whether I would deny God. Now I still wonder the same, but I understand more why people do take the frightened way out to protect their families or their own lives; though it is not easy, because we live in Daniel’s world today.

Several thousand Iranians have been murdered in a meaningless war in the last few weeks. 75,000 (or more) killed in Gaza since the horrific events of October 7, 2023, less than three years ago. The leaders of countries targeted and imprisoned or murdered. Whole cities flattened. And millions around the world finding it hard to pay for essential items because that king in Washington considers the suffering of others irrelevant to his own objectives. And that, too, is killing thousands as it forces the poor into deeper hunger and bleaker cold.

Many people in the US today confront the quandary that confronted Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego nearly three thousand years ago – whether to bow down and worship or to stand up for justice and truth. And in other countries. And it could happen here in Australia too.

So those three Jews ask us the same question: what would we do? What does God’s love require of us?

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But there’s another question for us as Christians thinking about this story this morning.

Who was that fourth person in the fiery furnace?

  • Was it an angel?
  • Was it Daniel?
  • Was it one of the patriarchs from Israel’s past, Moses, perhaps or Elijah? 
  • Was it God?

My conclusion is that it was Jesus Christ himself. Not as Jesus of Nazareth, but Jesus the Son of God, who was begotten by the Father before creation. The Son of God cares so much for people that when they are in the deepest, most awful situation possible, he comes to us in the horror and fear as a person with us.

Early manuscript of the Benedicite

The three young Judeans sang the Canticle, the Benedicite, part of which we recited this morning.

In their song, they blessed God in the holy temple of his glory, they blessed God who dwells on the cherubim and who looks into the abysses, and they blessed God in his kingdom and in the whole cosmos.  (Daniel 3:53-56]

God cares about the abysses, the deepest places. Christ comes to us as a fellow human being, one of us, even though he is God, and strengthens us to get through even the worst of our difficulties.

All of us know these deepest places. When a friendship or love relationship goes wrong; when we are seriously sick or in chronic pain; when we are unbearably lonely. We’ve all been there – and probably more importantly, we know others who are there now.

This, for me is the central meaning of the Trinity. God who created the world, who created us, loves us so much that He sends His Son to give us courage to live. It is not enough for God to love us in the abstract; God sends God’s strength in the way that will be best for us and mean the most to us, in human form.

We know the power of the touch of a family member when we are grieving: Christ with us to comfort. We might have experienced the lash of a good friend’s tongue warning to stop doing something spectacularly stupid. Christ with us in truth.


Last week near the beach at Rockingham, I saw where a homeless person had set up their bed and blankets near the main door of a shop, in a corner out of the south wind and the early morning sun. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was a Christian in the shop who allowed them to be there. But it wouldn’t matter if it was a non-believer, or a Muslim or a Sikh, that kindness was Christ present in that protection.


Our little dog Lottie hovers near me with concern in her eyes when I am in severe pain or breathlessness. She too is God incarnate.

And sometimes the powerful spiritual presence of Jesus himself, who loves us eternally. We treasure the awe in our hearts as we share in this Holy Eucharist. We cultivate his presence by daily prayer and regular immersion in the Scriptures.

The invitation for us is this: knowing in our heads that God our loving Father is always present to us in human form, in the form of Jesus Christ the Son of God, we are invited to recognise in our hearts his presence, his comfort, his strengthening, his guidance. And to help us recognise the Son of God, God sends Holy Spirit to remind us of God’s loving presence.

This is the answer to evil. This is the answer to the wars, the cruelty, the indifference of kings. The compassionate presence of Christ with us, and, living in Christ, we too are Christ’s eyes, and hands, and feet.

This is the Trinity, constantly at his work of love, creating us and his beautiful world, being present with us in the Temple, in the cosmos and in the deepest abysses, and whispering in our hearts that he will be always with us.

We bless the name of Father, Son and Holy Spirit,
who is worthy to be praised and glorified forever.

Amen.

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Paraclete presence of the Risen Jesus


John 14:15-21

Many years ago I stood in a court in North Perth charged with ‘Reversing Without Caution’. It was a nerve-wracking experience for a naïve 17-year-old. I felt sick. I shook. I was told, ‘Stand there!’ ‘Don’t speak until the Magistrate asks you to.’ When I did speak, I squeaked. I could not find the words. I felt like a sheep being pushed through a race without really understanding what was happening, except I knew that the stakes were high.

The Police Prosecutor eventually told me that he was withdrawing the charge and I was free to go. I went. It took me some time to work out that I had persuaded the court that another driver was at fault. Lawyer friends later told me how lucky I was.

Magistrate’s Court

What I needed that day was someone with me who knew the courts who could stand next to me, plead my case for me, to explain the proceedings and to re-assure me. I needed an Advocate, or in Greek, the language of the Gospels, a Paraclete. The word literally means ‘someone called to be next to you’.

At the Last Supper, Jesus reassures the disciples that he will continue to be ‘next to them’ after his coming death. They cannot envisage a different mode of presence than the bodily presence of Jesus, the face to face encounter that they had enjoyed to that point. After our self-isolation in the past weeks we may imagine diverse ways of being present one to another a little better than the disciples could.

One thing we have learned in these strange times: whether we are naturally inclined to solitude or we are party-loving people, we all need someone really present to us, someone ‘next to us’. Someone who can be with us in good times and hard, someone to speak up for us, someone to reassure us. Our need for a companion goes deep within us. Our lovers and friends provide this need, but like us they are mortal. There are limits to their companionship. Saint John tells us that Jesus is offering the ongoing, never-ending, companionship of his Spirit.

For the disciples about to be bereft of face to face contact with Jesus, this was good news indeed. For us, especially in times of need, it is also welcome news. We might be waiting anxiously by the phone for the results of medical tests. There might be parts of our family where people are splitting apart. We might be lonely and alone, longing for contact with a loved one outside our region. For all our needs, Jesus has provided the Paraclete, the comforting and strengthening presence of his ever-living Spirit.

This sounds too good to be true. There is only one way to test it: that is, to reach out for it, trusting that God is as a good as God’s word. There may be times when the Spirit’s presence is mediated by a human being’s presence. There may be other times when we just know deep in our hearts that God is with us and God is for us.

The Holy Spirit, the Paraclete, is our model for loving one another. Our plan should be to find ways to ‘stand next to’ another person, to reassure that person. The more we are ‘paracletes’ one to another, the more we will be able to experience the Holy Spirit standing next to us.

Advocate – Photo courtesy Catholic Education Office, Sydney

Easter Night


I’m re-posting last week’s sonnet (from my site Sonnets for the Church’s Year) on the Emmaus event for this Sunday and its readings. 

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There’s a special moment just before night
when grey turns brown, and ginger’s tinged red,
Forms appear like smoke against the twilight,
a side-on glimpse makes you turn your head.

In glory risen, Christ’s evanescing web,
Our sightings tangential, our love inept,
His presence felt at muted tides’ low ebb;
The Emmaus blessing gently breathed as stepped.

The bread is broken, space between fingers,
The almost presence vanishes to nil,
What cannot be. Possibility lingers…
The endless love of the universe to fill.

Light wrapped in fire and fire in rising light,
So delicately from the tomb alight.

Luke 24:13-35

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À la brunante (Twilight), André Perrault (Galerie Guylaine Fournier, Québec, Canada)

uke 24:13-35

Psalm 84 for Western Australia


How lovely is the place where you live,
O Lord who rules over all!
I desperately want to be
in the courts of the Lord’s temple.
My heart and my entire being shout for joy
to the living God.

Even the birds find a home there,
and the blue wren builds a nest,
where she can protect her young
near your altars, O Lord who rules over all,
my king and my God.
How blessed are those who live in your temple
and praise you continually!

How blessed are those who find their strength in you,
and long to travel the roads that lead to your temple!
As they pass through the Sandy Desert,
he provides a spring for them.
The rain even covers it with pools of water.
They are sustained as they travel along;
in their hearts is the highway to Zion.

O Lord, sovereign God,
hear my prayer!
Listen, O God of Jacob!
O God, take notice of our shield!
Show concern for your chosen king!

10 Certainly spending just one day in your temple courts is better
than spending a thousand elsewhere.
I would rather stand at the entrance to the temple of my God
than live in the houses of the wicked.

11 For the Lord God is our sovereign protector.
The Lord bestows favour and honor;
he withholds no good thing from those who have integrity.
12 O Lord who rules over all,
how blessed are those who trust in you!

New English Translation (NET)

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Gnamma hole, Mukinbudin, W.A. Courtesy Wheatbelttourism.com