A Sermon preached by the Rev’d Dr Daniel Dries The Feast of Corpus Christi Christ Church St Laurence – 15 June 2017 May the words of my mouth and the meditations of our hearts be acceptable in your sight: O Lord, our strength and our Redeemer. Amen. On Sunday the 21st March 1982, this Parish, Christ Church St Laurence, staged something mysteriously described as a ‘Liturgical Dance-Drama’. This spectacle was not a fringe event of the Sydney Festival, or any other significant community event. Rather, this ‘Liturgical Dance-Drama’ was staged during the High Mass on the Fourth Sunday in Lent, 35 years ago. The ‘Liturgical DanceDrama’ was directed and choreographed by the magnificently named Miss Dolly de Guise and, as I look around the church this evening, I see one or two others whose names appear in the credits. I won’t name and shame them, but they may care to identify themselves after this Mass. The programme for this rare event states, ‘Emotions and concepts are expressed and conveyed through the powerful and dramatic or subtle use of the total body including facial and hand expressions’. Liturgical Dance may still be experienced today, though not in this parish church, at least, not to my knowledge. Liturgical Dance, which could claim some precedent in the Jewish Scriptures, was not uncommon in Roman Catholic liturgy, particularly in the 1970s and 80s. Nowadays, a bunch of young women or men interpreting the sacred liturgy, using their entire bodies, and draped in pale blue bedsheets would probably be considered a little embarrassing, and perhaps even rather uncouth. It is easy to view liturgical dance, and similar expressions of the Christian faith with disdain, without stopping to consider that many would look upon our liturgy as ridiculously emotional and, dare I say, uncouth. Liturgical dance may be rather uncommon in 2017, although the practice of raising a hand or two while singing a chorus is alive and well, particularly in the more Pentecostal traditions. But have you stopped to think that raising a hand, or expressing oneself through dance, is not really that different from what we do in this church every single day of the year? Whenever we have a procession; whenever we genuflect or bow; we are using our whole bodies to express the faith that it is within us. Of course, it’s not uncouth, because it’s all done with supremely good taste and refinement… at least, we think it is. Today, we celebrate the feast of Corpus Christi; the Feast of the Body and Blood of Christ. In the eyes of some, this is surely the most ‘uncouth’ of all feast days, so much so that its title and associated imagery have been deliberately toned-down. The Lectionaries of the Church of England and the Anglican Church of Australia now refer to this feast day as the ‘The Thanksgiving for the Holy Communion’. Martin Luther expressed his views rather directly in a homily, as he wrote: ‘I am to no festival more hostile... than this one. Because it is the most shameful festival. At no festival are God and his Christ more blasphemed, than on this day, and particularly by the procession. For then people are treating the Blessed Sacrament with such ignominy that it becomes only play-acting and is just vain idolatry. With its cosmetics and false holiness, it conflicts with Christ’s order and establishment. Because He never commanded us to carry on like this. Therefore, beware of such worship!’
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