Not My King! Then Who is?

Not My King! Then Who is?

Love that gives, gives ever more, gives with zeal, with eager hands, spares not, keeps not, all outpours, ventures all its all expends. . Drained is love in making full, bound in setting others free, poor in making many rich, weak in giving power to be. . Therefore he...
Be my Way, my Truth, my Life

Be my Way, my Truth, my Life

Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life: Such a Way, as gives us breath: Such a truth, as ends all strife: Such a Life as killeth death.   Come, my Light, my Feast, my Strength: Such a Light, as shows a feast: Such a Feast, as mends in length: Such a Strength, as makes his...
I was fed up with God

I was fed up with God

I was fed up with God. He wasn’t there Or had forgotten me, or did not care, Left me alone To struggle hopelessly ‘gainst odds too great for me – my heart was stone.   And young people talked about him far too much, Young people, who were strong, and should be gay....
Our Saving Victim 

Our Saving Victim 

In making victims we are judged, until we turn to the saving Victim. We are insistently and relentlessly, in Jerusalem, confronted… with a victim who is our victim. When we make victims, when we embark on condemnation, exclusion, violence, the diminution or oppression...