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Poem: Dance of death
Poem: Dance of death
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Dance of death A swish of silken skirt and swaying body; bright unbound hair and darkened dazzling eyes; bejewelled dress revealing, then concealing; devices all designed to mesmerize. The music slowed, the dance grew yet more sensual, the guests were captivated by the sigh
Meditation/Poem: It isn’t always easy
Meditation/Poem: It isn’t always easy
by Marjorie Dobson
Meditation/Poem: It isn’t always easy It isn’t always easy to wait quietly and patiently for God to work and to bring hope back into our lives. We are impatient by nature. We want to get things done quickly and resolve problems as soon as possible. We say, let trouble take its co
Prayer: Everything and nothing
Prayer: Everything and nothing
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Everything and nothing Most people would not understand the truth of having nothing, yet possessing everything. Yet, time and again, that truth is demonstrated by people who seem to have lost everything, other than hope and faith and love. Loving God, please help us to ke
Prayer: Storms of life
Prayer: Storms of life
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Storms of life When the winds of change drive us in directions that are alien to us: God, keep us on a steady course towards the goal you have set for us. When our lives are rocked by circumstances beyond out control: God, keep us from sinking beyond our depth. When storm
Poem/reflection: What happened to wisdom?
Poem/reflection: What happened to wisdom?
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem/reflection: What happened to wisdom? Whatever happened to the idea of the wisdom of age? Why is it that when I shop, or sit on a train, or walk through the town, I am treated as invisible by anyone under the age of thirty? Even in church I can be considered as irrelevant, si
Open with God Book - March - World Environment Week
Open with God Book - March - World Environment Week
by Christine Odell
March – World Environment Week (week 10) Calendar of Prayers Reading Psalm 8.3-9 Ask people to think about how they have experienced the beauty of creation recently, and to share those sights and sounds. Then ask them what they have seen or heard that spoilt creation’s beauty. Du
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
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