Today is the year's mind of Bishop John Hazlewood SSC MA, the bishop who inspired me, ordained me, and allowed me to be part of the spiritual adventure of his time in the Diocese of Ballarat. Bishop John nurtured many vocations to the priesthood, and drew thousands of young people to the Lord Jesus. A man who knew that in human life, "Joy and woe are woven fine" (Blake), he also believed that all of it is redeemed in Christ.
There is not much on the internet about Bishop John. So I have put three items here that will help you to appreciate a little of what God did through him.
BISHOP JOHN HAZLEWOOD - A TRIBUTE
My article in the All Saints' Gazette, October 1998
"The passing of an era" is how the Ballarat Courier summed up the Requiem Mass offered at the funeral of Bishop John Hazlewood on Wednesday 9th September, 1998.
The Anglican Cathedral of Christ the King was unable to be used because of repairs being made to the roof. And so, in a quirky twist that Bishop John would have enjoyed, the Anglican Diocese accepted the Roman Catholic Church's invitation to use St Patrick's Cathedral for the occasion.
The Ballarat Courier went on to describe Bishop John's funeral as "a fitting end to a rich and unusual life", and continued: "One suspects that this extraordinary service for an extraordinary man would have sat as comfortably with Bishop Hazlewood as his mitre." Continue . . .
THE GLORY OF GOD
IN THE WEAKNESS OF HUMAN FLESH
Sermon preached by Fr Peter Treloar
at Bishop Hazlewood's Funeral Mass,
Wednesday 9th September, 1998
Let me begin with the obvious: John Hazlewood was once the Dean of Perth. He burst like a Roman candle (no pun intended, your Grace) onto the somnolent scene of Australian Anglican church life.
Teenagers climbing the pillars of St George's Cathedral to get a look at the groovy Dean. Monday Conference with Phillip Adams. Lunch with Elton John. And disapproving letters from Sir Marcus Loane. For all its Camelot qualities, it was a chapter in Australian Church history which stimulated a sea change in the way we communicated the Faith.
Some, no doubt, were attracted by the showman. And that he most certainly was. The tallest mitres this side of the Council of Trent. The ability to captivate an audience of growling heathen teenagers. Continue . . .
THE BALLAD OF HAZLEWOOD JOHN
by Fr Andrew Neaum
composed for Bishop Hazlewood's retirement dinner
Ichabod! The sun is set!
Our glory's waned and gone!
As I'll relate, recite, narrate
In this Ballad of Hazlewood John.
An aesthete from the wild west
To Ballarat he came.
To Ballarat sedate, refined,
To Ballarat the tame.
An arty dilettante and dean,
Fond of wit and wine
Full of style and high church guile
And eloquence divine. Continue . . .