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Does it matter?
Does it matter?
by Marjorie Dobson
Does it matter? - poem Third Sunday after Pentecost Romans 7: 15-25a Such little lies. Merest whispers of deception. ‘I didn’t know.’ ‘I wasn’t there.’ ‘I saw nothing.’ But by such lies... 3 July 2011, Third Sunday after Pentecost, Romans 7: 15-25a, poem, deception, lies, den
Prayer: Confession
Prayer: Confession
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Confession It seems so unrealistic to talk of not knowing about sin and never committing sin – and if we do, then we cannot know, or see, Jesus. How can that be possible, when we’re only human and we are told that Jesus is the only one without sin? Some contradiction ther
Prayer: Forgiving God, we are your creation
Prayer: Forgiving God, we are your creation
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Forgiving God, we are your creation Forgiving God, we are your creation, yet we are also creatures of this world and we know how sometimes that can lead us away from you. So often we are tempted to be selfish and self-centred. So often we excuse ourselves from doing the r
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
The Serpents tale
The Serpents tale
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue/ Poem The Serpent’s Tale I’m the snake from the Garden of Eden – a slithery giant-sized worm. My voice is a menacing sibilant sound – designed to make everyone squirm. You may think you know all my adventures – they’re there in the Bible, you see. But try looking at it
Reflection/Meditation: Determination
Reflection/Meditation: Determination
by Marjorie Dobson
Reflection/Meditation: Determination You decide to set out on a very important journey. Your destination is a great city, but it is many miles away and you’ll need accommodation along the way. Friends offer to go ahead and set it up for you. They return, absolutely furious, becau
Hymn: It was a game of pass the blame
Hymn: It was a game of pass the blame
by Andrew Pratt
It was a game of pass the blame, denied responsibility; the buck was passed along the line, avoiding culpability. And now we play the self-same game, but guilt must still be faced and borne, we need to own our acts and ways, the things we've done, the words we've sworn. Verses 3-
Gazing on the Gospels Year B - The Fourth Sunday before Advent Year B
Gazing on the Gospels Year B - The Fourth Sunday before Advent Year B
by SPCK - Judith Dimond
The Fourth Sunday before Advent Mark 12: 28-34 Gaze on Jesus still in the Temple after hours of debate. Imagine him standing in the outer Temple courts where the doves are fluttering and goats bleating and penned ready for sacrifice. Five hundred years old, the Temple is the gold
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