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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

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Converted

Converted

'A wolf is not only turned into a sheep, but doth also take to himself a shepherd's nature. It is as if Christ should bring forth with his hand some angel sent from heaven.' John Calvin (1509-64), Commentary,  (Acts 9:1-5).

The Bible: Bestowed Word of God

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Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person

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I notice the sign and wonder why

I notice the sign and wonder why

Some of us run, some loiter; Some of us turn aside   To erect the Calvary That is our signpost, arms   Pointing in opposite directions To bring us in the end   To the same place, so impossible Is it to escape love….   R.S. Thomas (1913-2000), Mass for Hard Times,...

Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless

Stir a flower and trouble a star

Stir a flower and trouble a star

All things by immortal power Near or far Hiddenly To each other linked are That thou canst not stir a flower Without troubling a star.   Francis Thompson (1859-1907), The Mistress of Vision.

D Day: Lest we Forget

D Day: Lest we Forget

Lest we forget—lest we forget! If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe— Such boastings as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law— Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget—lest we forget! For heathen heart...

My heart unheedful has puffed up

My heart unheedful has puffed up

Round me whirled a fiery zone And the recoil of my word’s airy ripple My heart unheedful has puffed up and blown. Therefore I cast myself before thee prone: Let cool hands on my burning brain and press From my weak heart the swelling emptiness.   George MacDonald...

Human-kind

Human-kind

Know thyself, presume not God to scan; The proper study of Mankind is Man. Plac’d on this isthmus of a middle state, A being darkly wise, and rudely great: With too much knowledge for the Sceptic side, With too much weakness for the Stoic’s pride, He hangs between; in...

The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting

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Prodigal Homecoming

Prodigal Homecoming

I sense the excitement in his mind: The prodigal taking all that he had  And moving out, a feeling of freedom in the air, Stretching the strings that held him back, Rejecting home Familiar, undervalued, And stepping out into the world….   Yet every new excitement...

Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living

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Member of the fellowship of the unashamed

Member of the fellowship of the unashamed

I’m part of the fellowship of the unashamed, I have stepped over the line. The decision has been made. I’m a disciple of Jesus Christ. I won’t look back, let up, slow down, back away, or be still. My past is redeemed, my present makes sense, My future is secure. I’m...

Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience

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Within myself I lose, or win

Within myself I lose, or win

Not in the clamour of the crowded street, Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng, But in ourselves are triumph and defeat.   Henry W. Longfellow (1807-82).

Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful

Becoming!

Becoming!

There’s a single destiny in this life – Not to be sailing ships or writing plays in a bustling Age of Discovery but to growing Self in selflessness. Never ego-ridden or glamorous, neither polemical nor persuasive, just becoming, so that the world won’t be lost. A...

The gift has been given

The gift has been given

Be still my soul and steadfast. Earth and heaven both are still watching though time is draining from the clock and your walk, that was confident and quick, has become slow.   So, be slow if you must, but let the heart still play its true part. Love as once you loved,...

I have become younger

I have become younger

What I loved in the beginning, I think, was mostly myself. Never mind that I had to, since somebody had to. That was many years ago. Since then I have gone out from my confinements,               though with difficulty. I mean the ones that thought to rule my heart. I...

No Turning Back

No Turning Back

I have decided to follow Jesus. Though I wander, I still will follow ; The world behind me, The Cross before me. Though none go with me, Still will I follow. Will you decide now To follow Jesus? No turning back; No turning back.   Sundar Singh (Sadhu),...

The Church: Provisional but Necessary

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Have I forgotten the church somewhere? 

Have I forgotten the church somewhere? 

Sometimes a man rises from the supper table  and goes outside.  And he keeps on going  because somewhere to the east there’s a church.  His children bless his name as if he were dead.  Another man stays at home until he dies,  stays with plates and glasses.  So, then...

The Mission of God

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Save your journeying soul

Save your journeying soul

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...

Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom

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Riches are the Snare

Riches are the Snare

Extol not riches then, the toil of fools, The wise man’s cumbrance, if not snare, more apt To slacken virtue and abate her edge Than prompt her to do aught may merit praise. John Milton (1608-74), Paradise Regained.

Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

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His birth and our death?

His birth and our death?

… Were we led all that way for birth or death? There was a birth, certainly, we had evidence and no doubt. I had seen birth and death, but had thought they were different; this birth was hard and bitter agony for us, like death, our death. We returned to our places,...