Recently, we celebrated the Feast Day of Nicholas Ferrar, born in 1592, who was the founder of a religious community that lasted from 1626 to 1646. In this season of Advent, we are called to focus on both watchful anticipation, and prayers of reconciliation, repentance, and koinonia…or community. I am so very grateful for this Holy Family parish!
Perhaps Nicholas Ferrar can be a role model for each of us, in ways both unique to us, and in our common life of prayer and fellowship. After Nicholas had been ordained as a deacon, he and his family and a few friends retired to Little Gidding, Huntingdonshire, England, to devote themselves to a life of prayer,
fasting, and almsgiving (Matthew 6:2,5,16). They restored the abandoned church building and became responsible for regular services there. They taught the neighborhood children and looked after the health and well-being of the people of the district. They read the regular daily offices of the Book of Common Prayer, including the recital every day of the complete Psalter. (Day and night, there was always at least one member of the community kneeling in prayer before the altar, that they might keep the word, “Pray without ceasing.”) They wrote books and stories dealing with various aspects of Christian faith and practice. They fasted with great rigor, and in other ways embraced voluntary poverty, so that they might have as much money as possible for the relief of the poor.
The community was founded in 1626 (when Nicholas was 34). He died in 1637 (aged 45), and in 1646 the community was forcibly broken up by the Puritans of Cromwell’s army. The memory of the community survived to inspire and influence later undertakings in Christian communal living, and one of T.S. Eliot’s Four Quartets is called “Little Gidding.”
In the 20th century there was a revival of interest in Ferrar & Little Gidding, typified by the romantic historical novel John Inglesant. Bp Mandell Creighton (Bishop of London at the turn of the century) wrote an article on Ferrar for the Dictionary of National Biography. The story of how T.S. Eliot came to write the poem is told in Dame Helen Gardner’s book The Composition of Four Quartets [now out or print]. He probably visited Little Gidding only once, in May 1936. A friend was writing a play about the visit of Charles I to Gidding, and asked Eliot for his comments. After writing The Dry Salvages, Eliot wanted to complete what he now saw as a set of 4 poems, and he quickly settled on Little Gidding. It was written and published during the war when it was by no means certain that English culture and religion would survive. The opening stanzas, according to Dame Helen, are the only piece of narrative verse in the Four Quartets, unique amongst Eliot’s poetry. The “place you would be likely to come from” is London and the blitz, or German air raids; the “route you would be likely to take” is straight up the A1 from London.
Inspired by all these things, the Friends of Little Gidding was founded after the war, with the Bishop of Ely as president and Eliot as a vice-president. In the 1970s Robert Van de Weyer, one of whose ancestors had been Herbert’s patron at Leighton Bromswold, founded a trust to buy the farmhouse as the start of a new community and as a place of retreat. The community appears to be thriving, with (at a guess) some 30 members, families, couples and singles, of several denominations (RC, Anglican, and others) with some members working outside, others within the Community. By coincidence we used to live about a dozen miles from East Coker, a pretty Somerset village, featured in another of the Quartets, where Eliot’s ancestors lived before emigrating to Massachusetts, and where Eliot is buried. One day perhaps we’ll get to those Dry Salvages out at Cape Ann, Mass … perhaps one of you has been there?
From Little Gidding by T.S. Eliot
If you came this way, Taking any route, starting from anywhere,
At any time or at any season, It would always be the same: you would have to put off Sense and notion.
You are not here to verify, Instruct yourself, or inform curiosity
Or carry report.
You are here to kneel
Where prayer has been valid…
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time.
Through the unknown, unremembered gate
When the last of earth left to discover
Is that which was the beginning;
At the source of the longest river
The voice of the hidden waterfall
And the children in the apple-tree
Not known, because not looked for
But heard, half-heard, in the stillness
Between two waves of the sea.
Quick now, here, now, always–
A condition of complete simplicity
(Costing not less than everything)
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
When the tongues of flames are in-folded
Into the crowned knot of fire
And the fire and the rose are one.
Indeed, let us covenant to continue to “kneel where prayer has been valid,” in community and fellowship, and that includes our own beloved Holy Family Parish. Here’s the Collect for Nicolas Ferrar’s Feast Day:
Loving God, the Father of all,
whose servant Nicholas Ferrar
renounced ambition and wealth
to live in a household of faith and good work:
keep us in the right way of service to you
so that, feasting at the table in your household,
we may proclaim each day the coming of your kingdom;
through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord. Amen.
Advent blessings to you all! I hope to see you in church, and I’ll catch you later down the trail!
Bill+
