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Jeu d’esprit

Flame-dancing Spirit, come, Sweep off our feet and Dance us through our days. Surprise us with your rhythms, Dare us to try new steps, explore New patterns and new partnerships. Release us from old routines, To swing in abandoned joy And fearful adventure. And in the...

May Magnificent

All things rising, all things sizing Mary sees, sympathising With that world of good, Nature's motherhood.   Their magnifying of each its kind With delight calls to mind How she did in her stored Magnify the Lord.   Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-89),  The May...

Hardy and Harry’s Seasons

This is the weather the cuckoo likes, and so do I When showers betumble the chestnut spikes and nestlings fly And the little brown nightingale bills his best, And they sit outside at the Traveller's Rest, And maids come forth sprig-muslin dressed, And citizens dream...

Dayspring

At heaven's gate, at break of day, Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising, Haply I think of thee - and then my state (like the lark at break of day arising from sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven’s gate ; for thy sweet love remembered such wealth brings, that...

War

Waste of muscle, waste of brain, Waste of patience, waste of pain, Waste of manhood, waste of health, Waste of beauty, waste of wealth, Waste of blood, and waste of tears, Waste of youth’s most precious years, Waste of glory, waste of God,- War!   Geoffrey...

Quiet Revival?

I walked abroad in Easter Park, I heard the wild dog’s distant bark, I knew my Lord was risen again,- Wild dog, wild dog, you bark in vain. Stevie Smith (1902-71), Conviction (11),1978.

Elections

Their threats are terrible enough, but we could bear All that; it is their promises that bring despair. If beauty, that anomaly, is left us still, The cause les in their poverty, not in their will. If they had power ('amenities are bunk'), conceive How their insatiate...

George MacDonald (1824-1905) – Faith Shaper

George Macdonald was born in Huntly, in the western part of Aberdeenshire, Scotland, the son of a farmer and his wife Helen MacKay (1790-1832). He was educated in country schools where Gaelic myths and Old Testament stories were common currency. At King’s College,...

Emily Dickinson (1830-86) – Faith Shaper

Emily Dickinson’s father was a leading local lawyer and treasurer of the well-known Amherst College, founded in 1821. From 1840 she was educated at the Academy and then for a year at Mount Holyoke Female Seminary. At the age of 23 she withdrew from most social...

John Milton (1608-74) – Faith Shaper

John Milton rejected the faith of his Roman Catholic father. He became a strongly Protestant Puritan, and a radical Christian with regard to the contemporary culture and powers in the land, including the Crown, Parliament and the Church. Although in 1630, he...

Mary Oliver (1935-2019) – Faith Shaper

Mary Oliver was born and raised in Maple Hills Heights, a suburb of Cleveland, Ohio. Abused as a child by her father and neglected by her mother, she commented ‘I was very little. But I had recurring nightmares; there’s damage.’[1] She described the setting: ‘It was...

Faith-shaping Poets

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Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven

War

War

Waste of muscle, waste of brain, Waste of patience, waste of pain, Waste of manhood, waste of health, Waste of beauty, waste of wealth, Waste of blood, and waste of tears, Waste of youth’s most precious years, Waste of glory, waste of God,- War!   Geoffrey...

Summer Slaughter

Summer Slaughter

Almost a century, and half a world away The children of Hiroshima were all on holiday; Not dreaming of the holocaust the heavens would release – They weren’t concerned with politics, or even peace.   The children of Hiroshima, like youngsters anywhere, Ran out to...

Agnostic

Agnostic

I am deaf or this is dumb, This life and world apart from me To whom betrothed at birth I came, In whose silence most I see A calling soul, calling my scrutiny. You with religious faith, to whom Life speaks in words you understand – Believe, I also with my dumb...

Black Friday

Black Friday

‘You will not sleep, if you lie there a thousand years, until you have opened your hand and yielded that which is not yours to give or to withhold.’ ‘I cannot’, she (Lilith) answered, ‘I would if I could, for I am weary, and the shadows of death are gathering about...

The Bible: Bestowed Word of God

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View me Lord, a work of thine

View me Lord, a work of thine

  In thy word, Lord, is my trust, To thy mercies fast I fly; Though I am but clay and dust, Yet thy grace can lift me high. View me Lord, a work of thine: Shall I then lie drowned in night? Might thy grace in me but shine, I should seem made all of light…....

Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person

Good Friday

Good Friday

…The Carpenter had done his work well to sustain the carpenter’s burden; the cross an example of the power of art to transcend timber.   R.S. Thomas (1913-2000).

Uninhabited Cross

Uninhabited Cross

Not the empty tomb but the uninhabited cross. Look long enough and you will see the arms put on leaves. Not a crown of thorns but a crown of flowers haloing it, with a bird singing as though perched on paradise’s threshold.   R.S. Thomas (1913-2000),...

What the Lord has done for me

What the Lord has done for me

Have you no words? Ah, think again! Words flow apace when you complain And fill your fellow creature’s ear With the sad tale of all your care.   Were half the breath thus vainly spent To heav’n in supplication sent, Your cheerful song would oft’ner be: ’Hear what the...

The world’s ‘danger’

The world’s ‘danger’

I saw a stable low and very bare, A little child in a manger. The oxen knew him, had him in their care. To men he was a stranger. The safety of the world was lying there And the world’s danger.   Mary Elizabeth Coleridge (1861-1907).

Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless

Certainly bored

Certainly bored

Smugness is the first reward befalls impatient certainty – your world and you are in accord of mutual unreality at rest; the last (reward) is being bored.   R.P. Blackmur (1904-65).      

After a quick bash

After a quick bash

And after this quick bash in the dark You will rise and go, Thinking of how empty you have grown, And whether all the evening’s care in front of mirrors, And the younger boys disowned, Led simply to this.   Confined to what you are expected to be, By what you are, Out...

Sex in 1963

Sex in 1963

Sexual intercourse began In nineteen sixty-three (which was rather late for me) - Between the end of the "Chatterley" ban And the Beatles' first LP. Up to then there'd only been A sort of bargaining, A wrangle for the ring, A shame that started at sixteen And spread...

Two deaths: here and hereafter

Two deaths: here and hereafter

Hark, how the birds do sing, And woods ring. All creatures have their joy; and man hath his, Yet if we rightly measure, Man’s joy and pleasure Rather hereafter, than in present, is….   Not that he may not here Taste of the cheer, But as birds drink, and straight...

The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting

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Content with what I have

Content with what I have

He that is down needs fear no fall, He that is low, no pride: He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide.   I am content with what I have, Little be it or much: And, Lord, contentment still I crave; Because thou savest such.   John Bunyan...

Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living

Here is no monarch God

Here is no monarch God

Morning glory, starlit sky, soaring music, scholar’s truth, flight of swallows, autumn leaves, memory’s treasure, grace of youth: . Open are the gifts of God, gifts of love to mind and sense; hidden is love’s agony, love’s endeavor, love’s expense. . Love that gives,...

Pilgrim

Pilgrim

There is an island there is no going to but in a small boat the way the saints went, travelling the gallery of the frightened faces of the long-drowned, munching the gravel of its beaches. So I have gone up the salt lane to the building with the stone altar and the...

Yes: uphill all the way

Yes: uphill all the way

Does the road wind uphill all the way? Yes, to the very end. Will the day’s journey take the whole long day? From morn to night, my friend.   But is there for the night a resting place? A roof for when the slow dark hours begin. May not the darkness hide it from my...

Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience

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Get a glory

Get a glory

Oh you gotta get a glory! In the work you do, A Hallelujah chorus In the heart of you. Paint or tell a story, Sing or shovel coal,                                                                                                       But you gotta get a glory Or the...

Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful

Live as I will

Live as I will

Lord, let me live as I will. I need a little wild freedom, A little giddiness of heart, the strange taste of unknown flowers… I love to bound to the heart of all thy marvels, Leaping your chasms and My mouth stuffed with intoxicating grasses; Quiver with an...

Waiting for God

Waiting for God

Face to face? Ah, no God; such language falsifies the relation. Nor side by side, nor near you, nor anywhere in time and space...   Young I pronounced you. Older I still do, but seldomer now, leaning far out over an immense depth, letting your name go and...

Stripped in my winter

Stripped in my winter

The summer leaves fall from the trees. The branches stark and naked against a grey sky, Yet one day the sap will rise again. You, Lord, will send the Spirit Rushing through our veins, And there will be flowers and fruit And shade on a summer’s day.   Ian Bunting...

Morning Preen

Early every morning the eagle preens its feathers for more than an hour. Sitting on the side of its nest, the eagle passes each feather through its mouth, something like steam cleaning while depositing a liquid that makes its feathers water repellent. This is...

The Church: Provisional but Necessary

Take ‘prayer’, but they hand back such presents

Take ‘prayer’, but they hand back such presents

We stand looking at each other. I take the word ‘prayer’ and present it to them. I wait idly what their lips will make of it. But they hand back such presents. I am left alone with no echoes to the amen I dreamed of.  I am saved by the music from the emptiness of this...

Doctrine and life bring a strong regard

Doctrine and life bring a strong regard

Lord, how can man preach thy eternall word? He is a brittle crazy glass: Yet in the temple thou dost him afford This glorious and transcendent place, To be a window, through thy grace.   But when thou dost anneal in glasse thy storie, Making thy life to shine...

Preachers in their majestic, unaffected style

Preachers in their majestic, unaffected style

... herein to our prophets far beneath, As men divinely taught, and better teaching The solid rules of civil government, In their majestic, unaffected style, Than all the oratory of Greece and Rome, In them is plainest taught, and easiest learnt, What makes a nation...

We are the Lord’s last message

We are the Lord’s last message

Christ has no hands but our hands To do His work today; He has no feet but our feet To lead men in His way; He has no tongues but our tongues To tell men how He died; He has no help but our help To bring them to His side. We are the only Bible The careless world will...

The Mission of God

The purpose of a poem

The purpose of a poem

… to save from death, decay and ruin the actual moment of vision and response, and keep in the real world…. Sophia De Mello Breyner (1919 -2004).

Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom

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Pave Paradise with a Swinging Hot Spot

Pave Paradise with a Swinging Hot Spot

 Don’t it always seem to go. You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til its gone…. They paved paradise And put up a parking lot, With a pink hotel, A boutique, and a swinging hot spot. Don’t it always seem to go. You don’t know what you’ve got ‘til its gone….   Joni...

Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

Nothing can die

Nothing can die

  In the book of the earth it is written: Nothing can die. In the book of the Sioux it is written: They have gone away into the earth to hide. Nothing will coax them out again But the people dancing.   Mary Oliver (1935-2019),  Ghosts, 2017.    ...

Living in two worlds

Living in two worlds

I am the girl of two worlds, My heart belongs to here and there, Two worlds profoundly different, United in my highest regard. Do I live in or between these two worlds? I am the girl of two worlds.   My heart is here when BAM! Disaster strikes there. Someone needs me,...

Livin’ for today

Livin’ for today

  Imagine there's no heaven It's easy if you try No hell below us Above us, only sky Imagine all the people Livin' for today Ah Imagine there's no countries It isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for And no religion, too Imagine all the people Livin' life in...

I am immortal diamond

I am immortal diamond

Across my foundering deck shone A beacon, an eternal; beam. Flesh fade, and mortal trash Fall to residuary worm; world’s wildfire, leave but ash: In a flash, at a trumpet crash, I am all at once what Christ is, since he was what I am, and This jack, poor potsherd,...