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Poem: Hope
Poem: Hope
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Hope When tears are the only companion and solace; when worship is empty of devotion and meaning; when the heart is heavy and the soul is weary; when the problems of life are overwhelming; when no one seems to care; when pain and suffering are part of every day; Continues..
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
Psalm 10:6, 12, 14
Psalm 10:6, 12, 14
by SPCK - James Jones
Psalm 10:6, 12, 14 For he hath said in his heart, Tush, I shall never be cast down: there shall no harm happen unto me. He hath said in his heart, Tush, God hath forgotten: he hideth away his face, and he will never see it. Wherefore should the wicked blaspheme God: while he doth
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
Prayer: God of the past and future
Prayer: God of the past and future
by Marjorie Dobson
God of the past and future, there are some memories that are almost too painful to bear. At the time of any death there is regret and sorrow and pain and heartache. Grieving openly can be a way of releasing those feelings and giving them voice. Continues... ©Marjorie Dobson
A toast to God, I lift my cup
A toast to God, I lift my cup
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Hymn: A toast to God, I lift my cup ! Third Sunday of Easter Psalm 116: 1- 4; 12 – 19. A toast to God, I lift my cup! a God who senses, God who feels, who reached with care to rescue me when hell was hard upon my heels. When life was twisted all about, the world was spinning upsi
Poem: Saintliness