Friday, May 23, 2014

"A Memory" by William H. Claflin


William C. Wilson Memorial Chapel
Central Congregational Church, UCC, Providence, RI

A Memory by William H. Claflin
May 30, 2014


The possibility of adding a chapel to our building plant for summer worship services and for smaller weddings and funerals had been discussed since the 1920s. With the advent of a church-wide building improvement campaign in 1962, including the replacement of the church organ, the Prudential Committee appointed a special study committee to review the chapel question. Appointed to that committee were: Mrs. William Boardman, William Brightman, William Claflin, William Farnsworth, Lloyd Kent, and Thomas Reed, along with the ministers, the Reverends Raymond Gibson, Richard Shaper, and William Croft Wilson.

We first recognized that the kind of space provided for worship indeed affects the tone of worship services held in that space, and we were unanimous that our church had great need of a chapel. We also agreed that this chapel should itself be a formal sanctuary, expressing the dignity and solemnity of our present main church; a temporary lectern in one of the existing meeting rooms would not suffice.

The committee considered the entire church plant, carefully thinking through various remodeling or addition schemes, and we concluded that only the remodeling of present space in the main sanctuary was economically feasible to construct and maintain in that decade. We gave some thought to and rejected the somewhat startling possibility of relocating the communion table, pulpit, and lectern directly under the dome, thereby creating a church “in the round” and a chapel with central door, aisle, and organ in the south part of the nave.

Turning our attention directly to the remodeling of the west transept, the committee gave considerable thought to possible types of temporary or permanent dividing partitions; and we concluded that any partition would disturb the wholeness of the church and would constantly remind parishioners that a portion of the church was separated from the main body.

We recognized that leaving open one wall of the chapel would detract from the intimate scale desired for the chapel; we believed, however, that highlighting the chapel while subduing lighting in the rest of the church would at least partially substitute for the fourth wall. An architect, George Fraser, was requested to draw specific plans and estimate costs. His first sketches showed pews facing north towards the Prayer Window, making workable provisions for entrances, narthex waiting area, ministers’ entrance, and use of a number of the pews during services in the main sanctuary.

It was Bill Wilson who gave the verbal report to the meeting of the congregation in May 1963, and the congregation gave its approval for inclusion of the chapel in the capital campaign. We did not know then that his time with us was about to be cut short, On November 2, he entered the Johns Hopkins University Hospital for corrective heart surgery, which could no longer be put off. He was well aware that the odds of his survival were slim.

Raymond Gibson and Charles Baldwin reported that Bill’s final or near-final words were quoted from St. Paul. “Whether we live, we live unto the Lord; whether we die, we die unto the Lord; whether we live, therefore, or die, we are the Lord’s.”

Raymond and Charles wrote about the impact of Bill’s death upon the congregation at Central: “The sense of immensity of the loss grew until it underlined what was already somehow known, that in a quiet way that never called attention to himself he reached into, and changed for the better, the lives he touched.”

From Bill’s final prayer that he never delivered because of going into the hospital:  “… Grant us to be strong that our might may be a bulwark to those who are weak. Grant us to be wise that our wisdom may shed a needed light upon a darkened way. Grant us to be brave that our courage may bring hope in a day of despair. For we would now commit to Thee both our life and our death, and pledging Thee faith, we pledge Thee too our faithfulness. Through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.”

William Croft Wilson, 1931-1963

photograph courtesy of William H. Claflin

Wilson Chapel, dedicated October 11, 1964





Thursday, May 22, 2014

William Croft Wilson, 1931-1963



Rev. William Croft Wilson, 1931-1963

Haverford College, 1954; Yale Divinity School, 1957
Ordained June 30, 1957, Greenwich. CT
Central Congregational Church, 1957-1963

Photograph courtesy of William H. Claflin




A Pilgrim's Progress: Wilson at 30

"Strip us in our Praying, O God, of every false pretense and every vain self-deception, that we may be honest with ourselves and humble before Thee. For in our prayers as in our lives we would offer Thee ourselves in whatever faith we can muster, that they may be laid before Thy throne as gifts to be gained by their loss.

Almighty God, our Father, where the days have been spent in shoddy living, moments and hours lost in evil intent or futile struggling or shallow, restless frittering, there sweep us clean with Thy Holy Spirit.

Where the days have been spent under the burden of pain, or sorrow, or tension so that we have hardly had soul enough left to pray in the world, there grant release - or failing that - courage, hope, and love enough to turn our sadness into rejoicing.

Where the days have made us so deeply ashamed that we cannot even bring ourselves to face them, and where they have made us so deeply glad that we have been unable to express our joy, there help us to lift the time up in silent awe before Thee who alone canst touch it for healing and blessing.

Where the days have been spent chasing fleeting goals or passing shadows, there help us to see through the veils of material things to the presence of Thy Son in the things beyond, so that we who are often worn and weary in our striving may be rested and renewed for a deeper searching.

Where the days have pointed out the limitations in us, whether of body or circumstances or looks or mind, there help us to accept our lot and use whatever we have as well as we can. Teach us how to let go of the things we miss that others seem to enjoy, and to let them go without losing either our gladness or our love.

Where the days shall not be long for us, or where the days left are too many and too long so that there is no joy for us in their passing, teach us not to hold on to life either too carelessly or too tightly. Teach us how to take it as a gift, to celebrate it while we have it, and finally when the time comes to let it go with grace.

So lift up our souls, O God - out of darkness into light, out of doubt into faith, out of fear into trust, out of despair into hope, out of indifference into joy, through Jesus Christ, our Lord, Amen."

From: William Croft Wilson, Pastoral Prayers (Providence: Central Congregational Church, 1964): 14-15.


A Pilgrim's Progress: Wilson at 20
Haverford Yearbook, class of 1954

Haverford classmates in the yearbook:


“Bill Wilson (of Greenwich) would give anybody anything he has, and frequently does. His plaintive query, "Has anybody seen my car?" can be heard at any time of the day or night, and he has been known to go for a week at a time without having the slightest idea of where it is. Hiding beneath his suave exterior of unruffled calm lies both a heart ever willing to take on the concerns of a troubled friend, and one of the most sarcastic tongues in captivity. A staunch advocate of capitalism, Christianity and clear thinking, his unshakeable conviction that the opposition is merely confused leads to many unreconcilable arguments: ("Now, that isn't what you really mean. What you mean is . . . "). At any rate, his slow smile and especially his genuine friendship will not fade easily from our memory.”

A Pilgrim's Progress: Wilson as a child


"Bill was one of my best childhood chums and a dear dear person. Bill had been born a blue baby, a heart condition that is very curable today, but which was not curable back in the fifties and early sixties. Bill was restricted. ... In addition to a very fine mind, Bill had a tremendous amount of love and compassion for everyone. As a matter of fact, of all the individuals I have ever known, William Croft Wilson was truly more Christ-like than perhaps any other individual. He had tremendous caring for the underdog, for the lonely, and the oppressed. He was, in those days, a true Christian liberal. He was not an advocate for the liberal cause, per se, but he cared deeply for his fellow man in the nonpolitical true sense of the word.
From an early age, Bill read the Bible. He encouraged me to do so. We started getting together and reading the Bible before we went for a swim at his house, and the homes of others for a light meal and reading followed by discussion. Within a short period of months, our group had expanded to meaningful numbers. ...”


[Anon.?] A. B. See, Jr. Naked Before God (2011): 81.




William Croft Wilson was born in Greenwich, CT, the son of
William Stavely Wilson (1894-1992), a Brooklyn-born stockbroker &
Winifred Graham Croft Wilson (19031994), the daughter of a Pittsburgh industrialist.



Bibliography:

Claflin, William H. "Chapel Committee." Central Congregational Church Annual Report, 1962-63.

Gibson, Raymond E. Ministry Recalled: The Central Years. (New Hampshire: Monadnock Press, 1992). [not online]

See, A.B., Jr.  [anon.] Naked Before God, Out of Darkness Unto Light, p.81-87. [Bill Claflin has pointed out this book's Reston obituary reference is from Rev. Gibson's introduction to Pastoral Prayer, p7 where Gibson uses the reference to make a general point. "They say his heart failed. It may have stopped, but his heart never failed.]

Wilson, William Croft. Pastoral Prayers. (Providence: Central Congregational Church, 1964)Available from Amazon.com here.



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