When Kieran celebrated the Eucharist, he always invited the congregation to a moment of quiet after the readings so that they might notice what caught their imagination. Let us honour him now by doing just that.
We are all here for a funeral, a universal phenomenon practiced by human beings of every culture and place. However, Kieran would be quick to remind us that we are not here today to simply pay our respects to the deceased. He would say we are here for Christian burial - this, then, is not just about Kieran. It is rather a liturgy, an act of worship that presents us with an opportunity to reflect upon faith, what it was that helped to make Kieran the person we knew and loved, the person we grieve for today.
Back in 1953, Philip Larkin wrote a very telling little poem called Days:
What are days for
Days are where we live
They come, they wake us
Time and time over
They are to be happy in
Where can we live but days?
Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor
In their long coats
Running over the fields.
It’s a simple poem asking a hard question – what are we here for? And Larkin is convinced that neither priest nor doctor can answer it because there is no reason – we are stuck with “days” and the unenviable task of trying to be happy in them!
I came across this poem when it was quoted by the philosopher John Cottingham in his very interesting little book How to Believe (Bloomsbury, 2015). He was challenging Larkin’s nihilism, and he went on to offer an answer to Larkin’s question, "What are days for?":
“The days that have been given us are for learning, for hoping, for growing, for waiting, for turning towards the good even in the depth of sorrow, for lifting up the heart in expectation and love. (p.143)
This is a faith response to the simple fact that we are alive, we are human beings, it is a way of affirming our humanity. We are all here as seekers of what is true, what is beautiful and what is good. Behind it is the idea that if we are faithful to who we are as seekers, then we can live fully human lives.
Kieran embraced his life as a pilgrim seeker and he loved that life right to the end for he always trusted that the Spirit of the God in whose image we are made was with him on his pilgrim path. So when he carefully chose the readings for today he did so because each of them affirms aspects of the journey he lived so fully.
The reading from the Book of Wisdom is taken from chapter 7 and it marks the beginning of a remarkable section of the book where the author contemplates the mystery of our existence through the lens of wisdom. So, it is appropriate that that reflection should begin with the simple fact of our mortality, our common humanity. We are born of our mothers, we live and we die. This is who we are. So, the writer faced with the mystery of our humanity then says in the next verse: “Therefore I prayed and understanding was given me, I called on God and the spirit of wisdom came to me.”
These words speak to me of Kieran.
As a religious, a priest, and a scholar, he never settled for easy answers to life’s difficult questions. Like his heroes Saint Paul and Saint Augustine, he used his undoubted intellectual gifts to try and make sense of our human story, and he did it with great humility. Like his heroes, he didn’t believe he was the first or the only seeker. He grasped the value of the tradition of faith that he shared with those who had gone before him, but it wasn’t for him a dead weight to be simply adhered to. It was rather a living word that brought him again and again to contemplate the mystery of God, which we can only access through our everyday human existence. So, in the second reading from Paul’s magisterial letter to the church in Rome, Kieran brings together words from chapters 5 and 8 to present us with the absolute core of what we believe as Christians. The life, the death and the resurrection of Jesus is not the telling of some long ago, one-off intervention by a faraway God to finally sort out the human race by showing us how to get ready for heaven. Jesus of Nazareth is the living word made flesh, he is the human being the writer of Wisdom was speaking of, and in his humanity from birth through life, in death and in rising from the dead, he is showing us the face of the living God. And this face is the face of infinite love. Our becoming human means learning to trust that we are indeed made in the image and likeness of God that God whose love has been poured into our hearts through the Spirit that lives in us. What does that mean as we navigate our life’s journey? It means there is nothing that come between us and the love of God made visible, present, real in Christ.
Kieran has been kind enough to offer us a visual of what these words mean. He chose the image of the risen Christ on the front of the booklet you have in hand. May I suggest that this stunning fresco is a symbolic rendering of the meaning of the words of St Paul. It is to be found in a church in Istanbul. I was privileged to be in that Church with Kieran last year when he took that photo. Here is Christ risen, reaching out and lifting with some force lost and suffering humanity, proclaiming to us that death and darkness is not God’s will, light and life is. I will never forget turning around in that church and seeing Kieran caught in a moment of contemplation – his eyes were dancing. I approached him and said, “Kieran, you are beside yourself,” and he said, “How else could you be!”