Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Four strong fishermen
Poem: Four strong fishermen
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Four strong fishermen, Four strong fishermen, four young men, two sets of brothers, good honest workers – all gone from the village in one day. What a loss to the families. What a loss to the community. Who will replace them? Where can you find four such young men in a cris…
Prayer: The changing world
Prayer: The changing world
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: The changing world Dear God, sometimes when we look at the world we live in, we are filled with despair at the selfishness and greed that we see around us. It seems as if so many people are concerned solely with their own business and no one cares about morality, or selfl…
Poem: The Castle on the Rock
Poem: The Castle on the Rock
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: The Castle on the Rock (Scarborough Castle in North Yorkshire had stood for centuries, but was severely damaged by shells from German battleships in 1914 when the town was attacked from the sea and people were killed and property destroyed in an unprovoked incident.) I can …
Reflection/monologue: God and Nineveh
Reflection/monologue: God and Nineveh
by Marjorie Dobson
Reflection/monologue: God and Nineveh God must have loved Nineveh. Look how much trouble he took to save it. The right man had to be sent, but what happened when God told him to get on with it? Jonah said, ‘No fear! I’m not going near the place. I’m off in the other direction as …
Monologue: Nathaniel reflects
Monologue: Nathaniel reflects
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: Nathaniel reflects Looking back on it now, I can’t believe what I said when Philip came running to me on that first day when I met Jesus. Philip was so excited, but the response I gave must have shaken him to the core. We’d been friends for some time. We’d studied the …
Poem: The Maker
Poem: The Maker
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: The Maker Whether we make a painting, a pot, or a poem; a cake, a candle or a Christmas card; a song, a sketch, or a sandwich, we look at it through our own eyes – the eyes of the maker. Sometimes we are satisfied. Sometimes disappointed. Sometimes rather proud of ourselves…
Meditation/ prayer: Samuel
Meditation/ prayer: Samuel
by Marjorie Dobson
Meditation/ prayer: Samuel I’m sorry, God. I didn’t hear you the first time, or the second, or even the third. I didn’t recognise your voice. I suppose I didn’t expect to hear you when it was just an ordinary night – no different from any of the others. And I don’t remember you s…
Drama/monologue: Did you receive
Drama/monologue: Did you receive
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama/monologue: Did you receive … We were disciples of John – the John they called Baptist. We had always followed him. He’d made such an impression on us when we’d gone to the wilderness to see him. People had said he was strange and wild- looking and that he was stirring up tr…
Drama/monologue: John and Jesus
Drama/monologue: John and Jesus
by Marjorie Dobson
I knew he would come. Knew it with every fibre of my being. I’d always known. All my life. It was my reason for coming here. The whole point of my existence. Both of us have been chosen and each of us has a very special mission to complete. My parents had told me the story often.…
Prayer: Responsive prayer - God who brought light
Prayer: Responsive prayer - God who brought light
by Marjorie Dobson
God, who brought light from darkness, we bring before you those who need new light in their lives. We remember those who live in deep sorrow, through bereavement, depression, illness, family breakdown, or abuse. Into their darkness, bring your light. We remember those who have lo…
At this time of New Year
At this time of New Year
by Marjorie Dobson
At this time of New Year, when we wish happiness to everyone we meet, the Psalmist helps us to focus our minds on those who are in real need. We think of those whose New Year is not a time for celebration. We think of those who have not been able to afford to buy lavish gifts for…
Bright morning maker, as your sun breaks through
Bright morning maker, as your sun breaks through
by Marjorie Dobson
Bright morning maker, as your sun breaks through, dawn’s early light reflects in morning dew. So thankful people sing their praise to you: Alleluia Daylight creator, through the busy day, sun, chasing shadows, drives the clouds away and in the rush of life we pause to say: Allelu…
Now who would have thought that a small crying baby
Now who would have thought that a small crying baby
by Marjorie Dobson
Now who would have thought that a small crying baby, wrapped in a cloth in a cold cattle stall, could ever encapsulate God’s grace and mercy; lay down his life for the sake of us all? Then who would have guessed that a young man from Naz’reth, fresh from his work at the carpenter…
January
January
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: January (the month is named after the Roman god, Janus, whose two faces looked in opposite directions and who was the god of doors, or openings.) At the turning of the year that two-faced Roman god looks longingly back, yet urges us forward into the unknown. We stand at the…
I own the sheep
I own the sheep
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama/monologue: I own the sheep! How dare they leave my sheep like that? And in the middle of the night, just at the time when all the wild animals are on the prowl and the sheep need most protection! That’s what I pay them for, isn’t it? That’s why they’re out there in the fiel…
Poem: The Word became
Poem: The Word became
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: The Word became … Words leap to life and characters spring from the page, when imagination flares and recognition begins and connections are made with our personal reality. As does the original Word clothed in a baby’s flesh,... Continues ©Marjorie Dobson
Poem: The Prince of Peace