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Monologue: The Listener
Monologue: The Listener
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: The Listener They think I’m a nobody. Only a servant girl. Always in the background, waiting on them, but never really noticed. Just like a piece of furniture. But they don’t realize how much I see and know and, as long as I keep quiet and do my job, they don’t really …
Poem: Ignorance
Poem: Ignorance
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Ignorance Peter was not known for caution, spoke too often without thinking, but when faced with hostile questions found, for once, the words to answer. Gave his witness with great courage, led by late-gained inspiration. Could it be with new self-knowledge, stirred by guil…
Drama: Any objections?
Drama: Any objections?
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama: Any objections? ‘Any objections if I baptise these people?’ he asked. Well, what could we say? And would it have made any difference if we’d said, ‘Yes'? Not one bit, I suspect. We may not have been able to take in the evidence of our own eyes, but it was there and we coul…
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…
Reflection/poem: Challenge
Reflection/poem: Challenge
by Marjorie Dobson
Reflection/poem: Challenge ‘You don’t need to do that! Why do you put yourself through it? It’s totally unnecessary!’ Wise advice? Maybe – in some circumstances. Self-inflicted suffering doesn’t seem to make sense in the everyday world. But there are times when we have to face th…
Foretaste of Friday
Foretaste of Friday
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: Foretaste of Friday Proper 17 Year A Matthew 16: 21 – 28 Foretaste of Friday, shadow of judgement, Peter resisting God's fateful end. Jesus deciding where he is riding, cross casting shadows, life's journey's end. This was God's purpose, never resisting, meeting our hatred …
Churning waves unsettled Peter