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Poem: The Maker
Poem: The Maker
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: The Maker Whether we make a painting, a pot, or a poem; a cake, a candle or a Christmas card; a song, a sketch, or a sandwich, we look at it through our own eyes – the eyes of the maker. Sometimes we are satisfied. Sometimes disappointed. Sometimes rather proud of ourselves
Imagining the Lectionary: Muddy boot discipleship (Proper 8A / Ordinary 13A)
Imagining the Lectionary: Muddy boot discipleship (Proper 8A / Ordinary 13A)
by David Perry
Imagining the Lectionary: Muddy boot discipleship (Proper 8A / Ordinary 13A) Reflection accompanying image “Difficult path ahead”. "Don't think I've come to make life cozy. I've come to cut—make a sharp knife-cut between son and father, daughter and mother, bride and mothe
God's wondrous love
God's wondrous love
by Norman J Goreham (1931-2021)
This hymn is based on words of St. Hippolytus of Rome (c 170-c 236): “This tree, wide as the heavens itself, has grown up into heaven from the earth. It is an immortal growth and towers between heaven and earth. It is the fulcrum of all things…the centre of the cosmos.”
Feathers fly, the snare is breaking
Feathers fly, the snare is breaking
by Andrew Pratt
Hymn: Feathers fly, the snare is breaking Proper 16 year A Psalm 124 Feathers fly, the snare is breaking, God is here, foundations shaking. Prayer, it seemed, was empty, hollow, now in answer blessings follow! If our God had not been with us, think, if God had gone and left us...
God’s aim is love for all who live
God’s aim is love for all who live
by Andrew Pratt
Proper 21 year A Matthew 21: 23-32 God’s aim is love for all who live together on this earth, for in God’s eyes each person shares a common rank and worth. So tangled up in argument we miss what matters most... Andrew Pratt (born 1948) Words © Stainer & Bell Ltd, London, Engl
If we claim to love our neighbour
If we claim to love our neighbour
by Andrew Pratt
If we claim to love our neighbour while the hungry queue for food, are we prey to self deception? Is perception quite so crude? If we sit beside our neighbours, begging for the things they need, we might share their own injustice in a world that thrives on greed. Verses 2-3 follo
Insurance is invalid
Insurance is invalid
by Andrew Pratt
Poem: Insurance is invalid Proper 18 Year A Ezekiel 33: 7 – 11 Insurance is invalid when we are fully warned, if knowing coming danger, that word is simply scorned. For those who know what's coming, yet raise up no alarm, in consequence will suffer and share the self-same harm...
Monologue: Memories
Monologue: Memories
by Andrew Pratt
Monologue: Memories Sometimes my memory is really clear but as I get older it sometimes slips a bit. Nothing unusual there, they tell me. But when I think about it sometimes I doubt the memories themselves. Do I really remember being pushed by mum and dad in my push-chair by the
O God you give us all we need