Posted: 16th December 2017
by Rachel Inglis
Let Me Go There......
‘Don’t go there!’ How often have you found yourself saying that?
It’s a common phrase. Often said humorously about skating around difficult or contentious issues. Sometimes it can be said seriously, as in ‘please don’t make things worse than they already are’. I wonder how many times it will be said this Christmas in family gatherings around the country?
There’s a wonderful poem by R S Thomas called ‘The Coming’, the last line of which has the second person of the Trinity say ‘Let me go there’.
On a bare
Hill a bare tree saddened
The sky. Many people
Held out their thin arms
To it as though waiting
For a vanished April
To return to its crossed
Boughs. The son watched
Them. Let me go there he said.
‘Going there’ means getting involved in the messiness, the ambiguity, the beauty of life and of humankind; of not avoiding, turning away or not listening but being willing to be in the midst of hunger, brokenness and lack of freedom.
I’d always read ‘Let me go there’ with huge gratitude for Christ’s willingness to get involved. But in conversation with a friend recently, I began to see it also as an invitation to me.
What desires in me does this connect with? Where would I like God to ‘let me go there’?