An evening with Richard Coles at Milton under Wychwood Village Hall
Lucid, well-grounded, comfortable and confident in his faith,
an articulate and entertaining raconteur, fascinating, happy to respond to
challenging questions, liked him more than I expected: these are just a few of
the comments which followed Richard Coles’ visit to Milton Village Hall on
March 8th. Invited by
Wychwood Circle to address the topic “Christianity for grown-ups”, Richard
spoke of his own rejection of his father’s and grandfather’s Anglicanism and of
conversations with people who did not appear to have developed their ideas of
God beyond what they picked up in childhood.
He touched on his wild (and godless) career in pop music and
the glory and celebrity which he enjoyed as a young man: life in the
Communards, he said, was bound to ‘feed the bonfire of your ego’. And he was frank about the emptiness and the
need he found in himself subsequently. In Edinburgh for the Festival one year
he felt drawn to St Mary’s Cathedral and experienced what he called a hunger
which he later identified as being met only by the church’s sacraments (such as
the bread and wine within the eucharisitic liturgy). He went from psychologist to counsellor to
the colour and drama of St Alban’s in
Holborn where he was greatly inspired by the priest there and by participation
in the worship and rituals of high-church Anglicanism.
Though not naturally inclined to do so, he felt he should
enrol at King’s College, London, to study theology and later went to theological
college and spent time in an Eastern monastery.
For such an urbane and public person, broadcaster and inveterate user of
social media, it was intriguing to find him talking about the prayer discipline
he learned at Mirfield, about the wonder and mystery which he experiences in
the traditional liturgy, devised in previous generations to try and clarify or
express that mystery.
Whatever his past and present celebrity, he comes across
as natural and down-to-earth, open and
humble, quietly confident and comfortable in himself and with others. Speaking to him individually before or
afterwards, you felt that he was looking straight at you and giving you his
full attention. You find yourself
envying his parishioners. “He exemplifies religion as something one does, more
than a set of propositions one believes”, commented one member of the audience,
“with his emphasis on living a life of prayer and service to the
community”.
The community he serves is a vast one. Vicar of an ordinary parish in Northamptonshire
which he shares with his partner and 4 dachshunds, he says he likes to go out
and enjoy day-to-day contact with the people of his parish. But he also has
70,000 followers on Twitter and posts daily on Facebook: he sees himself as a
‘mission priest’ and his virtual parish must extend all over the world. The only moment in his talk when he seemed to
be trying to convert anyone was in his enthusiasm for social media and its
potential to communicate and explore ideas widely.
As someone who is a church-goer said afterwards, ‘Perhaps he
needs to come again so we can consider further just how we might grow into
grown-up Christians!’ Others, whatever their worldview and however sceptical,
will nevertheless remember his sincerity and his professed ‘hunger’ for the sacraments. Richard quoted Philip Larkin’s poem Church
Going, which includes these lines:
Since someone will forever be surprisingA hunger in himself to be more serious,And gravitating with it to this ground,Which, he once heard, was proper to grow wise in…
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