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Reborn

And now in age I bud again, After so many deaths I live and write; I once more smell the dew and rain, And relish versing. Oh my only light, It cannot be That I am he On whom thy tempests fell all night.   George Herbert (1593-1633). The...

Waiting for Jesus

On the outskirts of Jerusalem the donkey waited. Not especially brave, or filled with understanding, he stood and waited. How horses, turned out into the meadow, leap with delight! How doves, released from their cages, clatter away, splashed with sunlight. But the...

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...

Lighten our darkness

Our church generation Out of his spacious, gracious splendour, They prized God and forced Him into their time; And they surrounded and hymned him, So that he all but disappeared Into their darkness.   Ranier Maria Rilke (1875-1926).

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.

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...

R.S. Thomas (1913-2000) – Faith Shaper

Ronald Stuart  Thomas (1913-2000), or R.S. Thomas, the name under which he was published, was a leading British poet of the twentieth century. He wrote about the people of Wales in a style that some critics have compared to that nation's harsh and rugged terrain. Many...

The Flower

How fresh, O Lord, how sweet and clean Are thy returns! ev’n as the flowers of spring; To which, beside their own demean, The late-past frosts tributes of pleasure bring. Grief melts away Like snow in May, As if there were no such thing. Who would have thought my...

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R.S. Thomas (1913-2000) – Faith Shaper

R.S. Thomas (1913-2000) – Faith Shaper

Ronald Stuart  Thomas (1913-2000), or R.S. Thomas, the name under which he was published, was a leading British poet of the twentieth century. He wrote about the people of Wales in a style that some critics have compared to that nation's harsh and rugged terrain. Many...

Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven

The Peace of Wild Things

The Peace of Wild Things

When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild...

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...

Climbing out of bed

Climbing out of bed

Teach me thy love to know; That this new light, which now I see, May both the work and workman show: Then by a sunbeam I will climb to thee.   George Herbert (1593-1633), Mattens.  

Longing!

Longing!

Under the dark trees, there he stands, there he stands; shall he not draw my eyes? I thought I knew a little how he compels, beyond all things, but now he stands there in the shadows. It will be Oh, such a daybreak, such bright morning, when I shall wake to see him as...

The Bible: Bestowed Word of God

Revelation before religion

Revelation before religion

Thus man by his own strength to heaven would soar: And would not be obliged to God for more. Vain, wretched creature, how art thou misled To think thy wit these God-lie notions bred! These truths are not the product of thy mind, But dropped from heaven, and of a...

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…....

Storehouse of Life

Storehouse of Life

The chief and top of his knowledge consists in the book of books, the storehouse and magazine of life and comfort, the Holy Scriptures. There he sucks and lives. In the Scriptures he finds four things; precepts for life, doctrines for knowledge, examples for...

This book I read

This book I read

This book I read Floats in my hand like a water lily, Coming out of the nutrient waters of thought And light shines on us both, The morning’s breviary. Diane Wokoski (1937-).

Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person

Christ My King

Christ My King

No one can come to spiritual delight in the contemplation of Christ’s godhead except he come first in imagination by painful identification, by compassion and steadfast thinking on his humanity. Walter Hilton (1343 – 96), Toward a Perfect Love.      ...

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).

The wise men’s dilemma; a life or death

The wise men’s dilemma; a life or 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,...

Down to the World’s Cradle

Down to the World’s Cradle

Down to that littleness, down to all that Crying and hunger, all that tiny flesh And flickering spirit – down the great stars fall, Here the great kings bow. Here the farmer sees his fragile lambs, Here the wise man throws his books away. This manger is the universe’s...

Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless

Rich and weary

Rich and weary

When God at first made man, Having a glass of blessings standing by; Let us, said he, pour on him all we can; Let the world’s riches, which dispersed lie Contract into a span.   So strength first made a way; Then beauty flowed, then wisdom, honour, pleasure; When...

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...

‘Foolish soul who sinned today’

‘Foolish soul who sinned today’

Canst be idle? Canst thou play, Foolish soul who sinned today?   Hast thou tears, or hast thou none? If poor soul, thou hast no tears, Would thou hadst no faults or fears!   Who in heart not ever kneels, Neither sin nor Saviour feels.   George Herbert...

Stop the Clocks

Stop the Clocks

  Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone. Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone, Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is...

The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting

Give me a thankful heart

Give me a thankful heart

Thou hast given so much to me, Give one thing more, a grateful heart. See how thy beggar works on thee By art.   Wherefore I cry, and cry again; And in no quiet canst thou be, Till I a thankful heart obtain Of thee:   Not thankful when it pleaseth me; As if thy...

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...

A stricken deer that left the herd

A stricken deer that left the herd

I was a stricken deer that left the herd, Long since with many an arrow deep infixed. My panting side was charged, when I withdrew To seek a tranquil death in distant shades. There was I found by One who had Himself Been hurt by the archers. In his side He bore, And...

On a Friday Morning

On a Friday Morning

It was on a Friday morning that they took me from the cell and I saw they had a carpenter to crucify as well. You can blame it on to Pilate You can blame it on the Jews You can blame it on the Devil But it's God that I accuse           'It’s God they ought to crucify...

Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living

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...

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...

Where now?

Where now?

My road calls me, lures me West, east, south and north; Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth.   To add more miles to the tally Of grey miles left behind, In quest of that one beauty God put me here to find.   John Masefield...

Compassion

Compassion

We in our prideful counting are answerable to you: Facing the cost of our pride, we choose you; We choose you and your compassion; We choose you, because we trust that, You do not deal with us according to our sins, Nor repay us according to our iniquities. So we...

Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience

We grow accustomed to the dark

We grow accustomed to the dark

When light is put away - As when the Neighbor holds the Lamp To witness her Goodbye - A Moment - We uncertain step For newness of the night - Then - fit our Vision to the Dark - And meet the Road - erect - And so of larger - Darknesses - Those Evenings of the Brain -...

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...

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). 

Spring into Life

Spring into Life

Oh, feed me this day, Holy Spirit, with the fragrance of the fields and the freshness of the oceans which you have made, and help me to hear and to hold in all dearness those exacting and wonderful words of our Lord Jesus Christ, saying: Follow me.   Mary Oliver...

Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful

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...

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...

Scaffolding

Scaffolding

Masons, when they start upon a building, Are careful to test out the scaffolding;   Make sure that the planks won’t slip at busy joints,   Secure all ladders, tighten bolted joints.   And yet all this comes down when the job’s done Showing off walls of...

Begin Again

Begin Again

Nor can you long be, what you now are, called fair, Do what you may do, what, do what you may, And wisdom is early to despair: Be beginning; since, no, nothing can be done To keep at bay Age and age's evils, hoar hair, Ruck and wrinkle, drooping, dying, death's worst,...

The Church: Provisional but Necessary

Pray with the most

Pray with the most

Though private prayer be a brave design, Yet public hath more promises, more love: And love's a weight to hearts, to eyes  a sign. We all are but cold suitors; let us move Where it is warmest. Leave thy six and seven; Pray with the  most: for where most pray, is...

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...

Singing with mind and heart

Singing with mind and heart

The fineness which a hymn or psalm affords, Is, when the soul unto the lines accords.   He who craves all the mind, And all the soul, and strength, and time, If the words only rhyme, Justly complains, that somewhat is behind To make his verse, or write a hymn in...

Tree of Life: Upside Down

Tree of Life: Upside Down

There is a tree grows upside down, Its roots are in the sky; Its lower branches reach the earth When amorous winds are nigh.   One lone bough there starkly hangs A Man just crucified, And all the other branches bear The choice fruits of the Bride.   When...

The Mission of God

The words of the prophets

The words of the prophets

People talking without speaking People hearing without listening ‘Fools’, said I, ‘You do not know Silence like a cancer grows.’  The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls.   Paul Simon (1942-), 1964.

Seed Planting

Seed Planting

This is what we are about. We plant the seeds that one day will grow. We water seeds already planted, Knowing that they hold future promise. We lay foundations that will need further development. We provide yeast that produces far beyond our capabilities.   We...

Holy Island – What Me?

Holy Island – What Me?

Leave me alone with God  as much as may be, as the tide draws the waters close in upon the shore, make me an island,  set apart, alone with You, God, holy to You.   Then, with the turning of the tide, prepare me to carry your presence to the busy world, beyond...

Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom

Human rights matter

Human rights matter

 W’en wi can’t face reality Wi leggo wi clarity; Some latch on to vanity, Some hol’ insanity, Some get vision, Start preach relijan But dem can’t make decision W’en it come to wi fight; Dem can’t make decision W’en it comes to wi rites.   Linton Kwesi Johnson...

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...

Newspapers?

Newspapers?

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 (1937- ), Pit to Priest, 2007.

Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

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,...

Unbelieving Saturday

Unbelieving Saturday

  A solemn, sombre, leaden Saturday – the muscles and joints of the day lie slack. Silence entombed in stillness – dread Sabbath. Who can be a believer on this day? I’ve come so far to shed tears here at last in the city of my heart. No one stirs. Faith creeps...

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),...

Deathbed

Now, when the frail and fine-spun Web of mortality Gapes, and lets slip What we have loved so long From out our lighted present Into the trackless dark We turn, blinded, Not to the Christ in Glory, Stars about his feet, But to the Son of Man, Back from the tomb, Who...