Yes, itís the story of the transfiguration - my least favourite Gospel story.

When I realised the transfiguration was scheduled for this week, I tried to get out of it. I thought about other people I could ask to preach ... but I couldnít come up with anybody.

Then I remembered that the transfiguration readings were one of two sets of readings that could be used this week, and I found that the alternate set included a Gospel reading where Jesus speaks of "loving our enemies and praying for those who persecute us" - powerful stuff! This seemed far better.

Then I asked myself, "why am I shying away from the transfiguration"?

Well ... because I find it hard to relate to. Because it does nothing for me. Indeed, I must admit that I find it somewhat alienating. The Jesus of the transfiguration is not the Jesus I am used to. The Jesus of the transfiguration appears to be something like a character out of a íclose encountersí type of movie - a strange, glowing figure, who moves around in clouds and dialogues with long-dead figures from the past. This is not the Jesus I am familiar with. I donít feel particularly comfortable with the transfigured Jesus.

Then it occurred to me that if what was putting me off the story of the transfiguration was that I didnít feel comfortable with its depiction of Jesus, then maybe I had become a little too comfortable with Him.

If youíre familiar with the church growth movement, and with the whole way our Anglican diocese is going, a great deal of effort nowadays is being poured into presenting the church as a more user-friendly environment.

The big push to get rid of clerical robes and traditional church architecture has its roots in the idea that mainstream religion is alienating for modern people. If only the church could look more like your living room! If only the music sounded more like what people are used to. If only the preacher looked more like your dad.

I must admit that I was somewhat surprised last week, attending the funeral service of a friend and fellow priest, to find both our bishop and Archbishop leading the service in suit and tie! I suppose it was really more of a memorial service than a funeral as such, as the body of our beloved friend was not present. Even so, it was a stunning reminder of how far our church has gone in attempting to blend in with the current culture, even if the suit and tie is more the uniform of corporate Australia than it is of any culture I identify with.

At any rate, we recognise that the goal is to blend in. We donít want the priest looking like some creature from another planet. Indeed, we donít want him looking like a priest at all. Letís give him more the look of your friendly classroom teacher, and letís give the building more of a coffee shop atmosphere. And letís do our best to present Jesus as a true-blue Aussie bloke (albeit, with a well-tailored suit) moving around the offices authoritatively, with a gentle smile and a firm handshake.