Sue Brown
Reflection/Poem-I know my place
Reflection/Poem-I know my place
by Sue Brown
I know my place (Luke 14:7-14) I know my place. I’ve climbed the ladder of success: Acquiring knowledge And developing the right skills. I’ve learnt who to impress And who can be ignored. I don’t waste my time On those who are a waste of space. I’ve put in the hard graft And feel…
Reflection/Meditation-Leper
Reflection/Meditation-Leper
by Sue Brown
Monologue/Reflection - The leper reflects When the first pale marks appeared I pretended they were not there. When my fingers felt numb, I ignored it, told myself that it would pass. But I couldn’t hide it forever. And so my life changed. I left my village and found shelter wit…
Monologue/Reflection Perfume
Monologue/Reflection Perfume
by Sue Brown
In the home of simon the Pharisee. Perfume Early evening in the small Galilean town As I walk to Simon’s house. Simon the Pharisee: a good man, and an important one. People look up to him; he’s influential and uses that influence to help others. I feel a slight thrill: Simon is h…
Monologue/Reflection-Rich fool
Monologue/Reflection-Rich fool
by Sue Brown
Reflection on the Rich Fool. Rich Fool He was a decent sort of man, quite pleasant. Always found time to chat to his neighbour – take an interest in them – and sometimes he really went out of his way to help someone in trouble. He enjoyed a walk in the country: flowers, birds, tr…
Meditation-Prayer
Meditation-Prayer
by Sue Brown
Meditation based on Luke 11:1-13 Prayer To pray is to be open to the One who knows you intimately; who has known and loved you from the beginning. Open to God who is awe-inspiring goodness, breath-taking power, suffering love. Open to God and to all that he is doing, making, lovi…
Poem/Reflection-Storm
Poem/Reflection-Storm
by Sue Brown
Poem/Reflection based on Luke 8:22-39 Reflection on the storm on the lake and the healing of a troubled man. Storm The storm came on suddenly, unexpectedly. They had set out purposefully across calm waters – the opposite shore clearly visible. But in minutes the rising wind whipp…
Story/Reflection-Zacchaeus