The Queen’s funeral: a lesson in reality

By happy chance I was back in the UK for the death and funeral of her late Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II. It was a moving and quietly emotional time. Since coming back to France I have had so many conversations with people here who followed those days intently. Indeed one of the parishioners here actually got an early ferry and travelled to London on the day of the funeral: a young woman in her 20’s! My own experience and the words of many French people lead me to question the remark on “The News Quiz” several days after the funeral: “The country has returned to reality after the funeral of Queen Elizabeth.” Where, I ask, lies the reality about the UK: is it in what we heard and saw in the days after the Queen’s death – or was this just a blip, a suspension of life as it really is, the reality as presented by the TV and the media day by day.

The funeral of Queen Elizabeth: entry into the choir of Westminster Abbey

Day after day we saw thousands of ordinary people queuing to walk quietly past the coffin at the Lying in State at Westminster Hall. In many interviews British people spoke with affection and respect of someone who had done her duty throughout her life. But it was more than duty. There was an understanding that the Queen had lived all her life as a public figure; that she had accepted her role without complaining; that she had tried to adapt and change and cope with the crises of life which came frequently in her long reign. Time and again one heard people speak of her as one who had upheld stability and tradition during a period of phenomenal change – one who had enabled the nation to change without some sort of national breakdown – or revolutiion.

I am not sure that the media ‘get’ this. Novelty has become their stock in trade. They present us with the latest fashion, the latest news – they tell us what we should be concerned about. Generally speaking, they have decided that “religion” in general and the Christian Faith in particular is to be ignored as irrelevant to the “modern age”. They were not at ease, I felt, with the frequent statements about the Queen’s personal and deeply held Christian Faith.

A huge crowd gathered in St Paul’s Cathedral. A handful were “the great and the good” but the vast majority of the 2,000 who entered that great building were ordinary people like you and me. The liturgy was deeply traditional (I wondered whether it was really necessary for the Cathedral clergy to do everything!) and the music magnificent – not a ‘worship song’ in sight; As far as I could see, no-one seemed bored or unengaged.

Now I wonder if this doesn’t give us a pause for reflection. For well on thirty years we have lived with the idea that traditional worship just puts people off. This idea is particularly established among evangelical Anglicans who are now the dominant voice in the Church of England. ‘Robes’ are boring and ’embarrassing’, any music written before yesterday ‘puts young people off’ and formal liturgy is ‘insincere’. Nor are Catholics exempt from this attitude. Ill-prepared Masses, trivial preaching and pathetic music are too much in evidence – nor is the answer to be found in polyester latin chasubles and the biretta!

Was there any embarrassment or awkwardness at the elaborate (one might even say antique) uniforms seen at every stage of the funeral? Not at all. And one imagines that those soldiers would have been back in their ordinary camos the next day without anyone thinking it odd. So what are we going to do ? Are we going to preserve the Cathedrals – Westminster Cathedral among them – so that we can roll out ‘traditional services’ for very special occasions ? Surely not, for that would create an impossible divide between the local communities and parishes which serve them, and the Cathedrals. Maybe we need to admit that we have just got it wrong. We have listened to the voices of media, the self-appointed opinion formers, the liberal élite – call them what you will – and we have believed them. ‘Success’ has replaced ‘faithfulness’ on the Christian agenda, and it looks from our recent experience that the people of our nation have shown their respect for tradition and those who uphold it.

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About Scott Anderson

Formerly an Anglican priest (ordained 1975) received into the Catholic Church in February 2012, and ordained to the Diaconate on 27th July 2013. I took early retirement, and divide my time between London and northern France. I am deeply committed to the Ordinariate as a gift of the Holy Spirit in the search for unity. Like many Ordinariate members I feel a personal gratitude to Pope Emeritus Benedict, together with loyalty to our Holy Father, Pope Francis. My blog tries to make a small contribution to the growth of the Ordinariate by asking questions (and proposing some answers) about the 'Anglican Patrimony'. I have always been fascinated by the whole issue of growth and decline, and therefore concerned for appropriate means of evangelisation in western Europe. I believe that the Holy Spirit is constantly renewing the People of God and that we must be open to him. On Saturday 19th October 2013, I was ordained to the Priesthood at Most Precious Blood, Borough, by the Most Revd Peter Smith, Archbishop of Southwark, for the service of the Ordinariate of our Lady of Walsingham. I continued to serve the Ordinariate group and Parish at Most Precious Blood until the end of 2014. Subsequently, I helped in the care of the Ordinariate Groups at Hemel Hempstead and Croydon, and in the Archdiocese of Southwark, until the beginning of September 2015. With the agreement of my Ordinary, , the Bishop of Amiens appointed me Administrator of the Parish of Notre Dame des Etangs (Pont Remy) in Picardie, France. After nine years as parish priest, with wonderful and supportive parishioners, I decided that the time had come to retire and return to the UK. A nasty accident four years ago and contracting COVID has left me physically rather feeble! I shall be ever grateful for the years in France, a wonderful ending to the years of parish ministry. So here I am back in the UK, taking a long rest, setting up home, coping with all the new Safeguarding procedures - and wondering what next.
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