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Poem: Justice
Poem: Justice
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Justice God calls for justice for the weak and defenceless, for the ignorant and the misunderstood, for the poor and the hungry, for the oppressed and the orphaned, for all who cannot understand why the greedy and the selfish, the wicked and the unjust seem to win every tim
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..
Poem: Children of God
Poem: Children of God
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Children of God The Law was a protection for the Jews. Stay within it, where all is regulated and secure, and nothing could harm them. Children they were, but children of the Law, bound by its restrictions and ever-expanding trivialities. Continues... ©Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Greed
Poem: Greed
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Greed Naboth, proud and possessive, promptly refused a buy-out of his birthright. Ahab, sullenly sat sulking, simply because he couldn’t have what he wanted. Jezebel, silky and sly, swiftly solved the problem by sending letters to leaders. Continues... ©Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Revival
Poem: Revival
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Revival In those times when things always appear to be going wrong and God seems far away, or it might be possible that God is angry with behaviour or broken promises – in those times, the longing for a revival of spirits and a renewal of purpose seems but a distant vision.
Poem: Rules, or freedom
Poem: Rules, or freedom
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Rules, or freedom Rules are tools to keep the unruly in line – or that’s the idea, at least. Rules are restrictive, inactive, inflexible and incapable of making allowances – that’s the idea of most of them. Rules are meant to make fools of those who disobey and in that way
Poem: The man by the pool
Poem: The man by the pool
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: The man by the pool A man lay by the pool they call Bethesda, a place of healing when the waters stirred. He could not move or walk without assistance and yet his pleas for help were never heard. Then one day Jesus came to see the waters and found this man who’d been there
Reflection/poem: Questioning the Psalm
Reflection/poem: Questioning the Psalm
by Marjorie Dobson
Reflection/poem: Questioning the Psalm If God’s law is so loveable, why do so many people find it impossible to live by it? If God’s law gives the power to defeat the enemy, why do so many people suffer for their beliefs? If God’s law grants superior knowledge, why do so many peo
Poem: Only one…
Poem: Only one…
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Only one … Where are the nine? We are here, but not within thanking distance. At least, not for you. Of course, we are glad that we are no longer untouchable, cast out by society. Of course, we are grateful that we no longer bear the scars of our ills. Of course, we realize
Poem: Respect