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Birth pangs
Birth pangs
by Marjorie Dobson
Birth Pangs A poem imagining the mind of Mary as she struggles to give birth in the stable of the inn. When I said, ‘Yes,’ I did not know where it would lead. Why, in God’s name, must it be here and now Why, after all the prejudice I’d known, the scorn, derision, and the hostile …
Schools4Schools - Fear
Schools4Schools - Fear
by Linda Ransome
Image of Gambian children - Emotion of fear Taken by Gambian Partnership Support / Schools 4 Schools and used with permission www.gambianps.org.uk Follow on Facebook TIP- PowerPoint Slide Size- The ideal way to insert into PowerPoint is:- • Reduce the image size to 1024x768 pixel…
Psalms for Everyone - What a Rogue Says to Himself
Psalms for Everyone - What a Rogue Says to Himself
by SPCK - John Goldingay
What a Rogue Says to Himself Psalm 14 In the last decades of the twentieth century there was a thing called the charismatic movement that emphasized the felt reality of God’s presence and the perceptible reality of God’s speaking and acting in healing people. One of my bosses con…
GOD's rich Pattern - A window on the world
GOD's rich Pattern - A window on the world
by SPCK - Dr Lin Berwick
A window on the world The joy of discovering that I had a brain soaking up English literature, music and choral singing was fantastic. I’d had, until blindness struck, only a very basic education. It was really only occupation of the mind, rather than learning life skills. Now, a…
Prayer: Psalm 31 – A responsive prayer
Prayer: Psalm 31 – A responsive prayer
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Psalm 31 – a responsive prayer Where there is distress and tears are the deepest expression of sorrow – God, bring your comforting presence. Where there is pain and anguish that cries out for healing – God, bring your comforting presence. Where weakness and infirmity drai…
Prayer: Gracious God
Prayer: Gracious God
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: Gracious God Gracious God, we know that we can come to you at any time, but we especially need your help in times of suffering, or trouble. So we come to you today to bring our prayers and thoughts for all those who are troubled, or who are suffering – (reflect on current…
GOD's rich Pattern - A new way of communicating
GOD's rich Pattern - A new way of communicating
by SPCK - Dr Lin Berwick
A new way of communicating The media attention that I have just mentioned took me to places of which I would never have dreamt. A friend, who had multiple sclerosis, ran a regional branch of the Muriel Braddick Foundation. This provided taped music, Christian thought and personal…
Poem: Doubt and faith
Poem: Doubt and faith
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Doubt and faith It’s easy now for us to say we would have known that Easter Day that all was well, but those who saw his cruel cross found, in their devastating loss, a living hell. It’s easy in that garden tomb to know that light pierced through the gloom and brought relie…
Barbed wire
Barbed wire
by Rachel Marsh
TIP- PowerPoint Slide Size- The ideal way to insert into PowerPoint is:- Reduce the image size to 1024x768 pixels using your image editing software. (Will reduce image proportionally) Insert as Picture in the normal way. If needed fill the slide area by placing the image in the t…
Weeping woman, widowed, wailing
Weeping woman, widowed, wailing
by Marjorie Dobson
Weeping woman, widowed, wailing – all her life, men round her ailing. Now, with grief, her own heart failing. Who can help at times like this? Husband died, though not long married. Now her son is coffin-carried. From now on her life is arid. Who can help at times like this? Vers…
Imagining the Lectionary: Good Friday - stop the hurt and break the cycles of despair
Imagining the Lectionary: Good Friday - stop the hurt and break the cycles of despair
by David Perry
Imagining the Lectionary: Good Friday – stop the hurt and break the cycles of despair Reflection accompanying image “Stop The Hurt” Now Judas, who betrayed him, knew the place, because Jesus had often met there with his disciples. So Judas came to the garden, guiding a detac…
Poem: Lost