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...
Disclosure of God

Disclosure of God

Your disclosure of God Takes the lowliest path…. I must come down like Zacchaeus If I would have you dwell with me; On the roads, and on the shore; In the villages, towns and cities; Down among the cares, the sins, The labours and the sorrows of ordinary people. That...
Lasting friendship

Lasting friendship

Such love I cannot analyse; It does not rest in lips or eyes, Neither in kisses nor caress. Partly, I know, it’s gentleness   And understanding in one word Or in brief letters. It’s preserved By trust and by respect and awe, These are the words I’m feeling for....