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I may go to church and attend lots of meetings. I may write and share a few lines like these, I may scribble all the right phrases, And say the …
I may go to church and attend lots of meetings. I may write and share a few lines like these, I may scribble all the right phrases, And say the …
What is praying? Kneeling down, hands together eyes closed? Lifting our hands and faces to heaven? Sitting quietly, saying nothing? Sensing the presence of God in the face of another? …
May we hold on to love and loyalty, Tuck them safely into our being. May we hunt for wisdom, chase it down the years, Not setting our own ideas as …
(Inspired by a post on Facebook) If you take a jar of water and add a little earth, you’ll find mud accumulates, and that just makes hard work. The mud will cloud …
I keep seeing an old rugged cross, Something about gain, something about loss, Sometimes it shimmers with diamond glory, Sometimes there is blood, and another story. It keeps showing up, …
I’m a living parable. You’re a living parable. A many-layered tale that others constantly read. Friends, strangers, passers-by, work colleagues, shop assistants, family, we may not realise it, we may …
His last few days, his last few jobs. That chair, and the damaged roof across the way. Maybe one or two unexpected walk-ins, folk discovering sudden emergencies. And then he’ll by up …
This Some days it’s a breeze, And everything make sense, Sometimes it’s like walking into the wind. Some days everything clicks, Like a well-oiled machine, Sometimes it’s like trying to …
We play hide and seek with others, But there is no hiding with you. And what if that’s a good thing, Something kind and honest, accepting and new. To be …
Now… stands and listens, slows up, tunes in. Restless… wanders, paces, pauses, twists, flinches then paces some more. Hurry… can’t stand still for a second. Present… sees what is going …
The cracks are not of our choosing. We long for them to disappear. We would choose strength and perfection. And if we did, the light would be held perfectly, Framed …
Sometimes it seems as if There is so much space between us, Acres of uneven ground to cover, No one’s reason or fault particularly, Just contrasts of place, life, purpose, …
That sacred space within us, That gentle humming reverence inside, That warm smile offered, That longing for a better world. That glimpse of winter sun, That sense that we were …
How long had he known? How long had he carried the promise? Did he sense it years before Mary was even born? Did he have days when he questioned it? …
And a little child shall lead them… A little child born in the night, A little child without wealth and privilege, A little child birthed in straw and danger, A …
I will stand with you, Though it may not be the popular choice, I will stand with you, Though others may not understand, I will stand with you, To offer …
I believe in smiling, I believe it’s a good thing, A day-changing thing. I believe we can change the world One smile at a time, But like most things I …
I climb one mountain, Convinced that I’ve made it to the top, Only to discover there is another peak up ahead, Another climb, another challenge. And so we climb on, …
The revolution goes on, led by subtle rebels, And faithful, courageous, ordinary radicals, In the smiles and the serving and the showing of love, In the grind and the grit, …
Before everything else, As we face a new day with all it holds, And we’re tempted to rely on our own resources, Help us to put our trust in you. …