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Feeling Autumnal?

Mars burns bright and close this October: I watch it through the window, as I lie, too-awake, in the dark. Drawn-in under covers as the cold bites, I shrink, foetal-shaped but old-fleshed, frail.   I am autumnal: dry-leaved, mud-under-foot, dark-dayed,...

War Nearer Home!

Across our planet earth there bleed the wounds of war, With livelihoods destroyed and cherished homes no  more; The people flee, abused and scarred and travelling far, Poor refugees.   Across our planet earth the wounds of war go deep With generations taught...

Leavings

And if, as autumn deepens and darkens I feel the pain of falling leaves, and stems that break in storms and trouble and dissolution and distress and then the softness of deep shadows folding, folding around my soul and spirit, around my lips so sweet, like a swoon, or...

Batter my heart!

  Batter my heart, three-personed God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o’erthrow me and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurped town to another due, Labour to admit you, but...

The Inner Storm

I am a ghost  who walks alone. Beyond my yard are high stone walls. I walk and move and speak with calm. But let me tell you this my friends; Beneath the smile, the wave, the nod There screams an inner storm. It roars and wails and tears its hair. It pours in torrents...

Last Scene

This is my play's last scene, here heavens appoint My pilgrimages last mile; and my race Idly, yet quickly run, hath this last pace, My spans last inch, my minutes latest point, And gluttonous death, will instantly un-joint My body, and my soul, and I shall sleep a...

Wheels or Feet?

London walking to work? Unthinkable. The Wheel is the rock on which London stands. And moves. Jesus is not remembered For wheels. Sandals, hooves and boats Fixed his pace; the Steady, mindful steps Necessary when Setting one's face Towards Jerusalem.   Bruce...

True Love

Marry those loves, which in youth scattered be On Fame, Wit, Hopes (false mistresses) to thee. Churches are best for Prayer, that have least light: To see God only, I go out of sight: And to scape stormy days, I choose An Everlasting night. John Donne (1572-1631),...

Sabbath Renewal

The clearing rests in song and shade. It is a creature made By old light held in soil and leaf, By human joy and grief, By human work, Fidelity of sight and stroke, By rain, by water on The parent stone. We join our work to Heaven's gift, Our hope to what is left,...

Tree-lighted!

How will the legend of the age of trees Feel, when the last tree falls in England? When the concrete spreads and the town conquers The country’s heart; when contraceptive Tarmac’s laid where farm has faded, Tramline flows where slept a hamlet, And shop-fronts, blazing...

Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night....

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Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven

The newspaper

The newspaper

Why do we buy a newspaper For it’s plain for us to see The pulp that it is made of Was better as a tree? George Knowles, Pit to Priest, Hucknall, May 2007.

A billboard lovely as a tree?

A billboard lovely as a tree?

I think that I shall never see A billboard lovely as a tree. Perhaps unless the billboards fall, I’ll never see a tree at all. Ogden Nash (1902 – 71), Song of the Open Road, 1933.

Second Pentecost

Second Pentecost

Suddenly after long silence he has become voluble. He addresses me from a myriad directions with fluency of water, the articulateness of green leaves: and in the genes, too, the components of my existence. The rock, so long speechless, is the library of his poetry. He...

Made for Joy and Woe

Made for Joy and Woe

Man was made for Joy & Woe And when this we rightly know Thro the World we safely go Joy & Woe are woven fine A Clothing for the soul divine Under every grief & pine Runs a joy with silken twine William Blake (1757-1827), Auguries of Innocence...

The Bible: Bestowed Word of God

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Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person

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Love nailed Jesus

Love nailed Jesus

O God, Nails would not have held your Son to the cross Had not love held him there. Make us truly thankful for his great love shown on the cross; And grant that it may fix and steady us In those situations and places Which we might happily desert.   After...

Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless

Search my heart

Search my heart

Search me, O God, my action try And let my life appear As seen by Thine all-searching eye; To mine my ways make clear.   Search all my sense and know my heart, Who only canst make known And let the deep, the hidden part To me be fully shown.   Throw light...

Mindful of God’s love

Mindful of God’s love

And now, O Father, mindful of the love that bought us, once for all, on Calvary's Tree, and having with us him that pleads above, we here present, we spread forth to thee that only Offering perfect in thine eyes, the one, true, pure, immortal Sacrifice. Look, Father,...

A  strange and bitter crop

A strange and bitter crop

Southern trees bear a strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black body swinging in the Southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from poplar trees.   Pastoral scene of the gallant South, The bulging eyes and twisted mouth, Scent of magnolia sweet...

Story of a hotel room

Story of a hotel room

Thinking we were safe – insanity! We went in to make love….   … someone should have warned us That without permanent intentions You have absolutely no protection   - If the act is clean, authentic, sumptuous, The concurring deep love of the heart Follows the naked...

The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting

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The uninvited guest comes

The uninvited guest comes

When we are weak, we are strong.   When our eyes close on the world, then somewhere within us the bush          burns.   When we are poor and aware of the inadequacy of our table, it is to that uninvited the guest comes.   R.S. Thomas,  ...

Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living

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Put out to sea

Put out to sea

When your ship Long moored in the harbour, Gives you the illusion Of being a house; When your ship Begins to put down roots In the stagnant water by the quay: Put out to sea! Save your boat’s journeying soul, And your own pilgrim soul, Cost what it may.   Dom...

Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience

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My name is ‘I am’ not ‘I was’

My name is ‘I am’ not ‘I was’

I was regretting the past However dark it be; And fearing the future. Suddenly my lord was speaking; ‘My name is I am.’ He paused. I waited. He continued’ ‘When you live in the past, with its mistakes and regrets, it is hard. I am not there. My name is not ‘I was’....

Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful

The web you weave

The web you weave

A noiseless patient spider, I mark’d where on a little promontory it stood isolated, Mark’d how to explore the vacant vast surrounding, It launch’d forth filament, filament, filament, out of itself, Ever unreeling them, ever tirelessly speeding them.   And you O my...

Slight smile

Slight smile

They might not need me, but they might. I’ll let my head be just in sight; A smile as small as mine might be Precisely their necessity.   Emily Dickinson (1830-86), Poem 1391.

Take time to be holy

Take time to be holy

Take time to be holy, speak oft with thy Lord, Abide in him always, and feed on his word. Make friends of God’s children, help those who are weak; Forgetting in nothing his blessing to seek.   Take time to be holy, the world rushes on; Spend much time in secret with...

In the Night

In the Night

'Honest Doubt'? You say, but with no touch of scorn,          Sweet-hearted, you, whose light-blue eyes          Are tender over drowning flies, You tell me, doubt is Devil-born. I know not: one indeed I knew          In many a subtle question versed,          Who...

The Church: Provisional but Necessary

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A frightful reformation lies ahead

A frightful reformation lies ahead

  Certainly things will be reformed; it will be a frightful reformation compared with which the Lutheran reformation will be almost a joke, a frightful reformation that will have as its battle-cry; ‘Whether will faith be found upon earth?’ and it will be...

The Mission of God

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Pull up the ladder Jack!

Pull up the ladder Jack!

Deal not with me God as I have dealt with Man In the prosperity which thou hast given me Helpless in his need a careless course I ran And now O Lord that thou hast driven me To my last gasp, I pray for all I am not worth Deal not with me as I have dealt on earth....

Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom

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Injustice

Southern trees bear a strange fruit, Blood on the leaves and blood at the root, Black body swinging in the Southern breeze, Strange fruit hanging from poplar trees.   Pastoral scene of the gallant South, The bulging eyes and twisted mouth, Scent of magnolia sweet...

Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

Timed Out

Timed Out

Fly envious Time, till thou run out thy race… For when as each thing bad thou hast entombed, And last of all thy greedy self consumed, Then long eternity shall greet our bliss With an individual kiss, And joy shall overtake us as a flood; When everything that is...

Our love hath no decay

Our love hath no decay

The sun itself, which makes times, as they pass Is elder by a year now than then it was, When thou and I first one another saw; All other things to their destruction draw, Only our love hath no decay; This, no tomorrow hath, nor yesterday. Running, it never runs from...

Asleep in my Hand

Asleep in my Hand

Here in a quiet and dusty room they lie, Faded as crumbled stone or shifting sand, Forlorn as ashes, shrivelled, scentless, dry – Meadows and gardens running through my hand. Dead that shall quicken at the call of Spring, Sleepers to stir beneath June's magic kiss,...

Not death but glory

Not death but glory

This isn’t death, it’s glory! It isn’t dark, it’s light. It isn’t stumbling, groping, Or even faith, it’s sight! This isn’t grief, it’s having My last tear wiped away. It’s sunrise, it’s the morning Of my eternal day! This isn’t even praying, It’s speaking face to...