In (Catholic) High School,
my Religious Studies teacher once told me the story of a Priest who
had been called to the Royals’ Castle so that he might hear the
Queen’s confession. When he got there, the Queen was seated, as
opposed to the tradition which demanded that the Priest be seated and
the Confessee standing. Unashamedly, the Priest reminded her of this
fact; however, the Queen insisted that because of her station she was
justified in sitting. To end this all the Priest calmly replied,
‘I am the Confessor, and you are the Sinner….so you will stand as tradition dictates!’
It seemed like a
harsh teaching back then, but I understand its importance now. The
notion of (Catholic) confession may not be something that everyone
understands, but the act of submitting to someone whose authority
dwarfs yours is a Cultural Universal. This
is why the penchant of Kenyan politicians for commandeering all
manner of religious services (especially Funerals) and converting
them into ad hoc political rallies to discuss the politics of the day
is an extremely embarrassing affair.
I remember about 8
years ago that my paternal Grandfather passed away, and so I
accompanied my mother as she made arrangements for his burial at the
village. At the town centre where we wanted to rent chairs, some
fledgling politician insisted that he would ensure the chairs were
rented to us at a cheaper price so long as we allowed him to address
the funeral congregation. My mother flatly refused and got the chair
at full price, no-strings-attached. Would
you believe that idiotic politician still had the gumption to show up
to address the congregants, dishonoring my Grandfather’s memory.
On the one hand, as the
village level, I can understand that funerals bring the community
together, therefore they can serve as useful venues for the local
administration to discuss issues of public welfare (sanitation,
clinics, nutrition, etc.); BUT, it serves no purpose whatsoever to
have the occasion turned into a fanfare, discussing issues totally
unrelated to the moment at hand. As far as I’m concerned, the
deceased person, and the bereaved (particularly closest family and
friends) take centre stage.
Unfortunately, this
misbehavior is not confined merely to the villages; it is spread far
and wide, from villages to cities and from funerals to Sunday church
services. As my sister puts it, at her
church - which a prominent politician also happens to attend - the
church leaders will invite him to the podium to ‘greet’ the
congregation. So, in this case, the church is wholly complicit in
having the politician appropriate the ceremony for the sake of the
perceived prominence he imparts to the church.
Something is terribly
wrong here, and the sooner the multitudes realize it, the quicker we
can set about remedying the problem. A pastor/priest’s
responsibility of guiding the flock is divine and distinctly
recognized by society, and should not be encroached upon. In much the
same way that a non-doctor cannot superimpose himself on a doctor’s
diagnostic work, or a non-Engineer place himself over that Engineer’s
professional dictates… or even a non-Mechanic bulldoze the work of
a competent professional Mechanic, it is just as wrong to encroach on
Pastoral work.
If we continue to
let politicians run roughshod over religious ceremonies, we risk
turning the Church into that debacle listed in James 2:1-13. When I
sit in a congregation and a politician happens to be in attendance,
there is no difference between Him/Her and me…
end of story… it is BIBLICAL! Any contravention of that fact
(clearly stated in the latter parts of the New Testament) is an
outright sin.
And so my lesson
from the ‘Queen and her Confessor’ has come full circle. The
moral is TO KNOW YOUR PLACE, and to stick to what pertains to that
station, regardless of who you are in this life.
God Bless.
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