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He Died Climbing

On the throne of emptiness I sit and wait To see wings of freedom appear From a land enthronged with gold – Such a beautiful state – As to put a mind at rest And throw away my fear.   Arthur De Kusel was killed climbing in Chamonix in July 1970. ...

Jeu d’esprit

Flame-dancing Spirit, come, Sweep us 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...

Catching the Sun

The Spirit breathes upon the Word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford, A sanctifying light.   A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun: It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none.   The Hand that gave it...

Wrack of mortal things!

Man at the best a creature frail and vain, In knowledge ignorant, in strength but weak, Subject to sorrows, losses, sickness, pain, Each storm his state, his mind, his body break, From some of these he never finds cessation, But day or night, within, without,...

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...

Faith-shaping Poets

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Our Father: Hallowed on Earth as in Heaven

Enthral me

Enthral me

 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 O, to...

Almost a Successful Failure

Almost a Successful Failure

It was the first failure (Mons Officer Training Unit, Aldershot) I’d ever had, but it was salutary. I had begun my National Service as a committed Christian, a Conservative and, I’m sure, a prig. Now priggishness apart, I was none of these things quite, and though I...

What Now?

What Now?

  Surely some revelation is at hand; Surely the Second Coming is at hand. The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi Troubles my sight: somewhere in the sands of the desert A shape with lion body and the head of a man, A gaze...

Catching the Sun

Catching the Sun

The Spirit breathes upon the Word, And brings the truth to sight; Precepts and promises afford, A sanctifying light.   A glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic, like the sun: It gives a light to every age, It gives, but borrows none.   The Hand that gave it...

The Bible: Bestowed Word of God

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The abstract answer and the incarnate mystery

The abstract answer and the incarnate mystery

The windless northern surge, the sea-gull’s scream And Calvin’s kirk crowning the barren brae…. The Word made flesh here is made word again, A word made word in flourish and arrogant crook. See here King Calvin with his iron pen, And God three angry letters in a book...

Jesus Christ: Crucified God in Person

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,...

My Jesus: God in man made visible

My Jesus: God in man made visible

Earth cannot, with all its trinkets’ Slake my longings at this hour; They were captured, they were widened, When my Jesus showed his power. None but he can now content me, He, the Incomprehensible; O to gaze upon his Person, God in man made visible.   Ann Griffiths...

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,...

Nuclear God?

Nuclear God?

It is not clear that he can't speak; who created languages but God?   . . . We call him the dumb God with an effrontery beyond pardon. Whose silence so eloquent as his? What word so explosive as that one Palestinian word with the endlessness of its fall-out?...

Humankind: Sinful, Rebellious and Faithless

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...

A guilty conscience

A guilty conscience

Strange fondness of the human heart, Enamoured of its harm! Strange world, that costs it so much smart, And still has power to charm.   Whence has the world her magic power? Why deem we Death a foe? Recoil from weary life’s best hour, And covet longer woe?   The cause...

All you need is love

All you need is love

I found Him not in world or sun, Or eagle’s wing, or insect’s eye; Nor  through the questions men may try, The pretty cobwebs we have spun….   Love is and was my Lord and King, And in his presence I attend To hear the tidings of my friend, Which every hour his...

Twisted Religion

Twisted Religion

I have pretended long, in loyalty. I had a childhood hurt for five harsh years, I let it wound my good fragility And over decades I've shed many tears And sometimes wished that I were wholly free Of faith because it was to me all fears,   Unhappiness and, yes,...

The Grace of God: Justifying and Converting

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...

Come unto Me!

Come unto Me!

Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than he went through before. He that into his kingdom comes Must enter by that door.   Come Lord when grace has made me meet Thy blessed face to see; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be?   Then I shall end...

A debtor to mercy alone

A debtor to mercy alone

A debtor to mercy alone, Of covenant mercy I sing; Nor fear with thy righteousness on My person and offering to bring. Augustus Montague Toplady (1740-78).

Emerging into  the kingdom of heaven

Emerging into the kingdom of heaven

This was the moment when Before turned to After And the future’s uninvented timekeepers presented arms.   This was the moment when nothing happened. Only dull peace sprawled boringly over the earth.   This was the moment when even energetic Romans Could find nothing...

Christ-likeness: Progressive Christian Living

My conscience speaks

My conscience speaks

My conscience umpire; whom if they will hear, Light after light well used they shall attain, And to the end persisting safe arrive. This my long sufferance, and my day of grace, They who neglect and scorn shall never taste; But be hardened, blind be blinded more, That...

Ignorant of themselves, of God much more

Ignorant of themselves, of God much more

The worldly wisest Alas! What can they teach, and not mislead, Ignorant of themselves, of God much more, And how the world began, and how man fell, Degraded by himself, on grace depending? Much of the soul they talk, but all awry; And in themselves seek virtue; and to...

Power must subserve wisdom

Power must subserve wisdom

Power and Wisdom But what is strength without a double share Of wisdom? Vast, unwieldy, burdensome, Proudly secure, yet liable to fall By weakest subtleties; not made to rule, But to subserve where wisdom bears command.   John Milton (1608-74), Samson...

Fulfilled

Fulfilled

Human persons in every age, always and everywhere, whether they realise and reflect upon it or not, are in relationship with the unutterable mystery of human life that we call God. Looking at Jesus Christ the crucified and risen one, we can have the hope that now in...

Holy Spirit: in Christian Experience

In despair is the music still playing?

In despair is the music still playing?

O God, can a man find you when he lies with his face downwards And his nose in the rubble that was his achievement? Is the music playing behind the door of despair?   Patrick Kavanagh (1904-67).  

God’s latecomers

God’s latecomers

‘Like me,’ she said to them, ‘you were late in coming. The shepherds were here long before; even the cattle. They had joined the chorus of angels before you were on your way….’ ‘How laboriously you came, taking sights and calculating, whereas the shepherds had run...

Time passes, waiting

Time passes, waiting

… Young I pronounced you. Older I still do, but seldomer now, leaning far out over an immense depth, letting your name go and waiting, somewhere between faith and doubt for the echoes of its arrival.   R.S. Thomas (1913-2000), Frequencies,...

Unless I catch fire

Unless I catch fire

Unless the eye catch fire               The God will not be seen. Unless the ear catch fire               The God will not be heard. Unless the tongue catch fire               The God will not be named Unless the heart catch fire               The God will not be...

Believers: Assured, Called and Prayerful

Autumn Leavings

Autumn 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...

First Love

First Love

You have broken my heart. I cannot stop thinking about you. I love you even though I have met you only once. Others may have given up on you not realizing your potential but I see something in you. You made me cry but you have helped me to realize what is important in...

A flash of rare delight

A flash of rare delight

Though I believe the resurrection truth, that good triumphant in the  end is known. Yet all of life seems twisted so by grief that  joy and sorrow have together grown. So to  endure is all that I can give. Enjoyment is a flash of rare delight. While only Christ...

My Signal Box

My Signal Box

The signal box sometimes feels like one of those invitation tests: go to the wilds, endure the emptiness of yourself and return reformed. Confront that which is most you: stray to the dark realm of your bruised heart and let the light in, let the grand voice of...

The Church: Provisional but Necessary

What life have you

What life have you

What life have you if you have not life together? There is no life that is not in community, And not community not lived in praise of God. Even the anchorite who meditates alone, For whom the days and nights repeat the praise of God, Prays for the church, the body of...

My holy places

My holy places

For the blood of thy martyrs and saints shall enrich the earth, shall create holy places. For wherever a saint has dwelt, wherever a martyr has given his blood for the blood of Christ, there is holy ground, and the sanctity shall not depart from it though armies...

Churchgoing

Churchgoing

A serious house on serious earth it is, In whose blent air all our compulsions meet, Are recognised, and robed as destinies. And that much can never be obsolete Since someone will forever be surprising A hunger in himself to be more serious, And gravitate with it to...

The way into church!

The way into church!

I see a door, a multitude near by, In creed and quarrel, sure disciples all! Gladly they would, they say, enter the hall, But cannot, the stone threshold is so high....   But see, one comes; he listens to the voice; Careful he wipes his weary dusty feet! The...

The Mission of God

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...

Busy Bees

Busy Bees

Prophets of a future not our own! The kingdom is not only beyond our efforts, It is even beyond our vision.                                                     We accomplish in our lifetime only a tiny fraction Of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work....

A window through thy grace

A window through thy grace

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

Saved to save others

Saved to save others

Are you content, have you no higher aim Than just to gain admittance at the door, In faintest characters to trace your name Among the list of those who die no more?   Do you not feel that you are saved to live? Do you not know you are saved to save? Forgiven that you...

Moral Justice: a Vision of God’s Kingdom

The First Anniversary

Less passionate, the long war throws Its burning thorn about all men, Caught in one grief, we share one wound, And cry one dialect of pain. We have forgot who fired the house, Whose easy mischief spilt first blood; Under one roof we lie; The fault no longer...

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.

Ceasefire

Ceasefire

We have built a house that is not for Time’s throwing. We have gained a peace unshaken by pain for ever. War knows no power. Safe shall be my going, Secretly armed against all death’s endeavour; Safe though all safety’s lost; safe where men fall; And if these poor...

Ring in the Christ

Ring in the Christ

Ring in the valiant man and free, The larger heart, the kindlier hand. Ring out the darkness of the land, Ring in the Christ that is to be.   Alfred Lord Tennyson (1809-1892), In Memoriam,

Glory: Now and Then, Here and There

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,...

Undressed for a Deeper Life, my Love

Undressed for a Deeper Life, my Love

Well may this body poorer, feebler grow! It is undressing for its last sweet bed; But why should the soul, which death shall never know, Authority, and power, and memory shed? It is that love with absolute faith would wed: God takes the inmost garments off his child...

Love’s fire thou art

Love’s fire thou art

Love’s fire thou art, however cold I be, Nor heaven have I, nor place to lay my head, Nor home, but thee.   Christina Rossetti (1828-82).

Living for now, and then

Living for now, and then

Thy life is Gods, thy time to come is gone, And is his right. He is thy night at noon: he is at night Thy noon alone. The crop is his, for he has sown.   And well it was for thee, when this befell, That God did make Thy business his, and in thy life partake: For...