Good Friday 2019 – Second of three Sermons preached by the Revd. Canon Colin Williams – ex Archdeacon of the Diocese in Europe
Jack was aged about seven years old. He loved going to school. He had lots of friends there. If you went past the school you could see him playing together with his friends in the school yard at playtime.
But his parents were worried, Because he had so many friends, most weeks once or twice he was invited round to one of his friends’ house to play and to have a meal with them and their family. But he never invited any of his friends back to his house to come and play and eat. His parents noticed that. And they got more and more worried.
Finally one day Jack’s dad took him to one side. ‘Son me and your mum have noticed that you never ask any of your friends back to come and visit you here and to have their tea. Is it because of your mum’s hands? Jack looked a bit sheepish and just nodded.
You see Jack’s mum’s hands looked horrible. They were black and scarred and misshapen. And Jack had obviously worked out in his mind that if his friends came and ate with him and his mum and dad, then they were bound to see his mum’s hands. It couldn’t be avoided. And so he never asked anyone to come.
It all went quiet for a few seconds. And then Jack’s dad said well son I need to tell you how your mum’s hands got to be like that. You see when you were a baby in the house we were living in we used to have a log fire. And one day when your mum was busy she put you down in front of the fire whilst she was doing the ironing. But she put you too close. And a spark came out of the fire and it reached you and your clothes started burning. And your mum didn’t think twice. She ran up to you and put the fire out with her hands. And that’s how your mum’s hands got to be like that.