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Monologue: Come away, my love
Monologue: Come away, my love
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: Come away, my love Did you hear that? ‘The voice of my beloved’ and ‘he comes leaping over the mountains like a young stag.’ Can you imagine that kind of thing happening round here? I don’t know what your beloved would sound like but mine’s more likely to be bellowing,
Poem: Regret
Poem: Regret
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Regret A child who becomes an enemy is still a child. And only the most hard-hearted of parents would not feel some measure of regret and sorrow when the death of that child is reported. The ties of love, even though shredded by conflict and anger, leave threads of emotion
Meditation: Blame culture
Meditation: Blame culture
by Marjorie Dobson
Meditation: Blame culture Was she the one who planned it? Beautiful Bathsheba, bathing in knowing nakedness within full sight of prying palace eyes, placing herself where she would catch the curiosity of the king? Did she bind her hair with jewels, pour perfumed oil on new-wash
Monologue: Not your job, mate!
Monologue: Not your job, mate!
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: Not your job, mate! It hurts to feel rejected, especially when you’re only trying to do your best. You have a good idea. It seems to be the right thing to do. It’s certainly possible to do it and you feel you’re the right one for the job. And then – crash! You’re told,
Poem: God speaks
Poem: God speaks
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: God speaks How wonderful to hear the call from God to give your all-in-all. To hear, within some sacred space, that God has given you a place that only you alone can fill, as long as you obey God’s will. You wait to answer, to agree, ‘Yes, I am ready, Lord. Send me.’ But th
Reflection: ‘We want a king.’
Reflection: ‘We want a king.’
by Marjorie Dobson
Reflection: ‘We want a king.’ How many times a day do you think God shakes his head and wonders what on earth is going on in our minds? The number of times he tries to gently advise us on the best course of action and the number of times we totally ignore that advice and go on ou
Prayer: Great and wonderful God
Prayer: Great and wonderful God
by Marjorie Dobson
Great and wonderful God, we sing about your glory, but we can only imagine what it would be like to be right in the middle of it. Now we are here in this more ordinary place to worship you and to give you thanks. Yet even if we are not dazzled by glorious lights and seeing strang
Open with God Book - Palm Sunday Prayer
Open with God Book - Palm Sunday Prayer
by Christine Odell
Palm Sunday Reading: Mark 11:1-10 Palm crosses to be held during the prayer. God of joyful hope, we celebrate your royal promises as we recollect Christ’s triumphal, palm-strewn entry into Jerusalem. Silence God of strange and amazing truth, we see your majesty in that joyous int
Poem: Reflection on Psalm 130
Poem: Reflection on Psalm 130
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Reflection on Psalm 130 When there’s nowhere else to go: when I’ve run out of options; when the darkness closes in; when despair grips my soul; when I fear that I’ve gone wrong and the consequences must be faced; when wisdom has flown out of the window and foolishness has r
Poem: From Heaven …?
Poem: From Heaven …?
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: From Heaven …? Typical dispute. Focussed on the specific. Missing the main point altogether. The debate was not about the symbolism of living bread – spiritual food for ever – but on the claim that Jesus came down from heaven. Continues... ©Marjorie Dobson
Poem/Reflection: Righteous anger
Poem/Reflection: Righteous anger
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem/Reflection: Righteous anger It’s easy to explode with indignant anger when it appears that someone else is in the wrong. How could they possibly do that? It’s totally evil. They ought to be locked up. It’s disgraceful! I wish I could get my hands on them. I’d soon show them
Prayer: Respite
Prayer: Respite
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Respite Wherever Jesus went the crowds followed him. Even when he tried to escape for peace and rest, they were there waiting for him, needing him, looking for comfort and healing. So we pray today for all those who are caught in that same trap. We pray for those who are
Poem/reflection: Still learning?