The Conversion of St Paul

The 25th January is the day in the church calendar when we remember the conversion of Saul into Paul. However, first I would like to share a story with you called The Making of a Saint.

Johnny was out shopping with his mother one morning in the high street. Feeling a bit bored, he happened to look up at the windows of the nearby cathedral. He wasn’t very impressed. From the outside, they looked drab and dull and a bit grimy. He said as much to his mother when she came out of the supermarket.

‘Just let’s go inside,’ she said to him. So they went into the cathedral, and his mother took him to where the big stained – glass windows were.

At first, Johnny was entranced by the magical coloured patterns on the stone floor of the ancient church. They seemed to dance in front of him as the morning light streamed through the mighty windows.

‘Look at that,’ he pointed to the dancing image on the stone floor. ‘What is it, Mum?’

‘Well,’ his mother replied, ‘actually, that’s a saint. See the window up there, which looked so dull from the outside? There is a saint up there in the stained – glass, and the light is shining through her and making her picture dance for us here on the stone floor.’

Johnny stored up this information in his heart, and the two of them went home for dinner. A few days later, Johnny’s class was having a religious instruction lesson. The teacher was talking about saints. ‘What do you think makes a saint?’ he asked the class.

Johnny’s hand shot up. ‘A saint is someone the sun shines through,’ he explained, ‘and when that happens, the stones come to life.’

Let’s not beat about the bush here. Paul’s conversion story on the road to Damascus is one which is still widely known and well documented. Saul the Jew and Pharisee held the Temple and the Law as precious. Saul witnesses the speech of Stephen. He looks after the coats of the witnesses as they kill Stephen, making Stephen the first Martyr. He heard Stephen’s last words: “Lord, set not this sin to their charge.”

Saul persecuted Followers of The Way (or to use the name of today Christians). He sought them out with this aim and so, having got the relevant papers from the Sanhedrin, he walked the 140 miles from Jerusalem to Damascus. Although officers of the Sanhedrin went with him, being a Pharisee, Saul could not have anything to do with them and so walked alone with his thoughts. The journey took them through Galilee which may well have made Saul think of Jesus. In addition, it is likely that Saul’s thoughts also included the calm way Stephen accepted his death and his last words. Before they reach Damascus the road climbs Mount Hermon with the city of Damascus laying in the plain below. 

That region had a characteristic phenomenon of electrical storms being created by the hot air of the plains hitting the cold air of the mountain. As Saul reached this point there was just such an electrical storm and, out of the storm came Jesus Christ saying “Saul, Saul, why do you persecute me?” Saul asked who was speaking to him and the reply was, “I am Jesus whom you are persecuting but rise, go into the city and you will be told what to do.” Saul got up but could no longer see and had to be led into the city of Damascus. He could not see and did not eat or drink for 3 days.

The conflict between Saul and Jesus’s followers was at an end. Saul surrendered completely to Jesus. Up until this moment Saul had been  doing what he wanted to do. But from the moment Jesus told him “Go into the city and you will be told what to do”, Saul would be told what to do. A Christian is someone who has ceased to do what they want and who has begun to do what Jesus wants.

Saul enters Damascus and Ananias enters the scene. Ananias received a message from God that he was to help Saul and would find him on the street called Straight. Ananias knew who Saul was and would have been apprehensive about this task, but he did what God told him to do. 

Some say that the prayer of Stephen was a key element of Paul’s conversion and so is the brotherliness demonstrated by Ananias. As soon as Ananias sees Saul he greets him as “Brother Saul” in a perfect example of Christian love. In Christ, Saul and Ananias, people who had been on opposite sides, came together as brothers. Once Saul’s sight was restored to him he was baptised, took food and recovered his strength. Saul became Paul, a brand new person in Christ. 

Paul immediately began witnessing in Damascus in an act of great courage. Paul was saying “I am a changed man and I am determined that those who know me best should know it. I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ.” He then went to Arabia. Paul had experienced a shattering change and went to be alone with God for guidance and strength for the new and very different life that now lay ahead of him.

Paul underwent true conversion. True conversion to the Spirit of Christ, is a deeply spiritual and deeply necessary phenomenon. It is a conversion to grace, and a transformation to truth, and those things can cost a lot. And true conversion is always, always, a conversion to the future, not to the past.

True conversion is not being converted backwards, into some worldview that simply repeats the errors of history. It is being converted forwards, into the future, into an entirely new way of seeing the world. Many of us today need to be converted to something new! To a vision of true unity, for instance, where there is neither male nor female, neither Gentile nor Jew, neither Muslim nor Christian, neither black nor white. 

Faith is not static! Conversion is implicit and necessary in the ongoing life of Christians; once we are converted we have to be converted over and over again. To model grace to the world, we also need to model how to be converted – how to change, gracefully, over and over again.

As Paul says in Romans 8:38-39, “For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

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All Saints*

Wednesday was All Saints Day and so we are celebrating all saints today. Hence, we have the reading from John’s Revelation describing the multitude of saints in Heaven and The Beatitudes from Jesus’s Sermon on the Mount.

When reading, some of you may remember seeing a child learning to read and recognise this, sometimes there is a word which is slightly more unusual and which the reader may not have heard pronounced. In this circumstance, the knowledge the reader has accrued from what they do know about letter sounds and similar words to work out a way of pronouncing it. Sometimes the result is correct and sometimes it varies to how others may pronounce the word.

Some of you may have guessed where this is going.

When I was little I pronounced beatitude as “beautytude”. Now the thing is that whilst my church read the Old Testament, the Epistle and the Gospel at all services, the reading would be announced and then read without the title headings that some passages have. So it was a long time before I actually heard anyone else pronounce “beautytude” as “be attitude”.

Beatitude comes from the Latin word for blessedness and The Beatitudes have been interpreted many times by many different scholars. The highlight the human state and God’s righteousness. They depict the ideal heart condition for a disciple of Christ, a member of God’s kingdom.

But they are also much more than that. Remember what I used to call them – “beautytudes”. There is a further reason to that and it is simply that the beatitudes are beautiful. The are beautiful, uplifting, words of encouragement. They show us the truth of God’s kingdom. They help uphold us when times are hard.

Feeling lost? You are blessed – God will show you the way. Carrying sadness, grief, loss, pain? Joy will come. Feeling unheard and not valued? God hears you. You are precious to Him. Hungry? Homeless? In need of respite? God the Comforter is with you. Desperate for peace and righteousness? Trodden down by war and persecutors? God is by your side sharing your pain.

The saints are not those who have it all figured out. They are not perfect, they are not irreproachable, they have not set unattainable examples.

They are sinners! They suffered! They know grief and pain! They love God and their neighbour. They find ways to seek and serve Christ and praise Him!

Charles Wesley, who incidentally loved All Saints Day, wrote many hymns, including O For a Thousand Tongues to sing. The conclusion to which is:

“To God all glory, praise, and love
be now and ever given
by saints below and saints above,
the Church in earth and heaven. ”

Here on earth we are too fond of canonizing to officially grant the title of saint. There are even five stages that have to be followed to enable this to happen and generally this process can’t even start until 5 years after their death.

At the risk of being struck down, I don’t think it is our right to decide who is a saint. In my opinion, that right is God’s. Only God knows what is truly in our hearts. I also think that there is a huge flaw with canonizing. This is that I don’t think someone has to be dead to be a saint. I’m not saying that those who have already passed into light perpetual are not saints – just that there are also some still breathing.

How many times do we say to someone “you’re a saint” when they help us in a time of need?

Look around.

Saints are sinners! Saints love God and their neighbour. They have chequered pasts but have repented, serve Christ and strive to walk in His footsteps. They are filled with the Holy Spirit, and no matter what the circumstances are still able to lift their hearts in prayer and praise to God.

Saints are found in the most unlikely of places, in the street, in the supermarket, everywhere. And today we celebrate them all.

There is an old hymn that used to be sung a lot but which I haven’t heard sung for many years by Lesbia Scott which I feel is very poignant today and so I’m going to finish by reading it to you:

I sing a song of the saints of God,
patient and brave and true,
who toiled and fought and lived and died
for the Lord they loved and knew.
And one was a doctor, and one was a queen,
and one was a shepherdess on the green:
they were all of them saints of God, and I mean,
God helping, to be one too.

They loved their Lord so dear, so dear,
and God’s love made them strong;
and they followed the right, for Jesus’ sake,
the whole of their good lives long.
And one was a soldier, and one was a priest,
and one was slain by a fierce wild beast:
and there’s not any reason, no, not the least,
why I shouldn’t be one too.

They lived not only in ages past;
there are hundreds of thousands still;
the world is bright with the joyous saints
who love to do Jesus’ will.
You can meet them in school, or in lanes, or at sea,
in church, or in trains, or in shops, or at tea;
for the saints of God are just folk like me,
and I mean to be one too.

Source: Glory to God: the Presbyterian Hymnal #730

*Talk from Holy Trinity Sheerness 5th November 2023

All saints