Matty and Matt. Sel Caradus
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that he had “survived” remarkably well and that he would “find our gatherings very different”.
At precisely 7.30, she raised her voice to call them to some kind of order. Aunt Matty’s notes had warned her that she had begun the sessions with a prayer, so she called for a moment of silence and then read from a card the “prayer” which she had prepared:
“May we listen with care, speak with charity, differ with respect and in all things, be ready for change. Amen.”
It felt strange to be “praying”, especially in public. It wasn’t much of a prayer but had the virtue of sincerity even though her thoughts about the benefits of prayer were ambivalent on a good day. Especially on a good day!
When they all came back from the “Amen”, she looked around the table. They had signed up for this program, (known over the years as “Meetings with Matty”), and cleared their calendars so that, apart from illness, they could be relied upon to appear Tuesday nights, 7.30 to 9.30, for the duration. This was what Aunt Matty insisted on and they seemed willing to transfer that willingness to the new situation.
She had gone to some trouble to prepare preliminary remarks, as though opening in court, hoping that she wouldn’t sound too much like a defense counsel.
“Most of you will know the circumstances which put me here tonight but it will be useful, especially for Al, that I give background. Aunt Matty was more than an aunt to me, she was mother, aunt and best friend since my own mother died when I was five and Aunt Matty moved in to take care of me and my father. Although she was twenty-five years older, she was always friend above all else. It was she who taught me to garden, to survive in the wilderness, to build a kite and to fly it…the list goes on and on. Those of you who were at her Memorial Service will have heard me speak at considerable length about such things.” She paused and flicked on the PowerPoint picture of Aunt Matty as well remembered from those early days.
“What you may not know is the final request which I received from her. A few days after her death, her executor came to my office and delivered a parcel. There was no mystery about its origin. I knew that handwriting as well as I know my own. Inside was a letter, some documents and a copy of her will.” She hesitated for a moment and then put down her prepared remarks. “Look,” she said, “if this is going to work, I need to be honest with you. I was angry with Aunt Matty when I read the letter with its plea, from beyond the grave, that I should take over here. She knew very well that I could scarcely say ‘No,’ but she seemed oblivious to the fact that I might find it almost impossible to do what she asked. She knew how little contact I had had, over the years, with the Church and I felt that I was being…” she hesitated, “… manipulated…” Her voice trailed off and there was a pause. Then Webster intervened with some reassurance: “Well, I guess we all understand how you must have felt. But in some ways, it’s vintage Matty. She could always surprise us. Anyhow, I am glad you have agreed to do this. Matty always said that we learned together. Why don’t we keep doing that.”
There could scarcely have been a better way to move through the moment. It had been a bit awkward but old Webster had come through.
“All right,” she said, “let’s get on with it. Matthew’s Gospel!” She took a deep breath.
“You will all be familiar with the fact that Matthew’s Gospel is the first book of the New Testament,” she began, hoping that she wasn’t starting at too low a level. “I’ve been boning up on scholarly opinions and there seems to be some kind of consensus that Mark, the second Gospel, was written earlier. And that Matthew had access to it, or to some version of it.”
Immediately, Al interrupted with a plea: “Remember people like me. This is all new and strange. Who was Matthew, anyhow and when was this thing written?” She could give an answer based on her reading but knew that every “fact” had given rise to dissent. “Al, it’s a very good question,” she said. “It’s worth spending some time to recognize how little we really know. According to the Gospel account, Matthew was called away from his tax desk by Jesus. Just like that. Taxman one day, disciple of Jesus the next. So far, so good. But the authorship of the Gospel is anything but clear. Round about the year 125 A.D., someone called Papias wrote this, ‘Matthew compiled the Sayings in Aramaic and everyone translated them as well as they could.’ And that’s about it. If I had to argue the case in court, I would be in big trouble. But we call it ‘Matthew’s Gospel’ because we can’t think of another way of discussing it. Maybe we should call it, ‘the Gospel traditionally known as Matthew’s’”
Al seemed disappointed with her answer but someone reminded the group that questions of date and authorship were not the main thing. “Let’s encounter the text as if we received it as an anonymous writing. Maybe as an editor looking at an unsolicited manuscript.”
That was the nudge forward, gratefully received. Melanie played on that theme. “What would an editor do with a manuscript that began like this?” she asked as she displayed the first section on the screen.
The genealogy of Jesus Christ, the son of David, the son of Abraham
Abraham was the father of Isaac,
Isaac the father of Jacob,
and Jacob the father of Judah and his brothers.
Judah was the father of Perez and Zerah (by Tamar),
Perez was the father of Hezron,
Hezron the father of Ram,
Ram the father of Amminadab,
Amminadab the father of Nahshon,
Nahshon the father of Salmon
Salmon the father of Boaz (by Rahab)
Boaz the father of Obed (by Ruth)
Obed the father of Jesse
and Jesse the father of David the King.
David was the father of Solomon (by Uriah’s wife)
Solomon was the father of Rehoboam,
Rehoboam was the father of Abijah,
Abijah was the father of Asa,
Asa was the father of Jehoshaphat,
Jehoshaphat was the father of Jehoram,
Jehoram was the father of Uzziah,
Uzziah was the father of Jotham,
Jotham was the father of Ahaz,
Ahaz was the father of Hezekiah,
Hezekiah was the father of Manasseh,
Manasseh was the father of Amon,
Amon was the father of Josiah
Josiah was the father of Jeconiah and his brothers at the time of the removal to Babylon
After the removal to Babylon, Jeconiah had a son Shealtiel
Shealtiel was the father of Zerubbabel
Zerubbabel was the father of Abiud
Abiud was the father of Eliakim
Eliakim was the father of Azor
Azor was the father of Zadok
Zadok was the father of Achim
Achim was the father of Eliud
Eliud was the father of Eleazar
Eleazar was the father of Matthan
Matthan was the father of Jacob
Jacob was the father of Joseph, the husband of Mary, who was the mother of Jesus who is called Christ
There are, therefore, in all, fourteen generations from Abraham to David; fourteen from David to the removal to Babylon; and fourteen from the removal to Babylon to the Christ.
Al took a close look at this and muttered, “Strewth! I didn’t know that the Bible was like this!” Stephen, well known as a connoisseur