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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…
My Big Issue vs My Big God
My Big Issue vs My Big God
by Katherine Monds
Can't face life without God, he is our strength My Big Issue vs My Big God Who walks through life without problems? If you do, you don’t need to hearthe rest! I know I certainly have problems, but I have a God, Remembering He willtakethem away, makes me feel blessed. We all have …
Poem: Think again
Poem: Think again
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Think again If the extent of our sacrificial content is to give up chocolate for Lent, what kind of a sacrifice is that? If the inclination of our celebration is for a self-centred commemoration for the current congregation, what good is that to God, or anyone else? Continu…
Poem-Communion
Poem-Communion
by Valerie Anslow
A poem composed while running the Great North Run for Alzheimer's Society. Communion Click! Smile. Look this way. Click! Celluloid snap shots of moments Suspended in time. Open the pages into the past and remember. Memories caught in sepia, monochrome, colour. Open up the file of…
Poem: Money Matters
Poem: Money Matters
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Money Matters Money is magnificent! You can buy things with it. You can borrow on it. You can live the high life. You can splash the cash. You can eat, drink and be merry for as long as you like. And money makes money and money makes friends and money gains you respect and …
Poem: Zarephath
Poem: Zarephath
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Zarephath A few sticks for a fire, a handful of flour, a little oil in a jug and a strange man asking to be fed: not a very promising recipe for success. A widow woman with an ailing son, a suspicious promise from a stranger and a drought that showed no sign of ending: not …
The potter and the clay
The potter and the clay
by Lynda Collier
A short reflection inspired by the picture of God as the potter in Jeremiah 18 : 1-6 . God is the potter I am the clay - He can shape and transform me but sometimes I am unwilling to let Him. Concludes with prayer that He will shape and mould me to His design.
And i looked as i led
And i looked as i led
by Marjorie Dobson
Meditation/poem: Vision - And I looked as I led worship Fifth Sunday in Lent Ezekiel 37: 1-14 And I looked as I led worship and saw the dried and brittle bones of the scattered few before me and there was no life. Too old, too desiccated, too worn out, or lived out ever to be abl…
Poem: Look to the heavens