Search Results
Times and Seasons - Confusion
Times and Seasons - Confusion
by Marjorie Dobson
Confusion Overwhelmed by things we cannot explain and questions for which we have no answers, we struggle to make sense of anything we thought we understood. Along the way, we lose sight of truths that once formed the bedrock of our faith. Continues... ©Marjorie Dobson
Simply Jesus - Battle and Temple
Simply Jesus - Battle and Temple
by SPCK - N T Wright
Battle and Temple First, the battle. Whether we look at the Sermon on the Mount in Matthew 5—7 or the Nazareth Manifesto in Luke 4; whether we look at the strange language about ‘binding the strong man’ in Matthew 12 or the even stranger language about the ‘coming of the son of m
Drama/Monologue: Why am I here?
Drama/Monologue: Why am I here?
by Marjorie Dobson
Drama/Monologue: Why am I here? Ooh! Hey! Look at that! Isn’t it amazing? I never thought I’d ever get into a place like this. Not me. I mean, I’ve been in places like this before, but only through the back door and only when no one important was around. When you work the way I h
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
Drama: A big question
Drama: A big question
by Marjorie Dobson
Exodus 34: 29-35 Drama: A big question (A dialogue between mother and child. Identity can easily be changed to any related adult) Mum, who’s that man? He’s a special man, dear. Why is he special Mum? Because he’s our leader, love. What’s his name, Mum? Is that special too? All ou
Poem: Narrative
Poem: Narrative
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Narrative Every good story has a beginning, a middle and an end. But where do we start with God? If God is the source of all being, how far back must we go to find the start of everything? And where is the middle? Is it in the emergence of the human race? Or at the point wh
Poem: Pilate reacts
Poem: Pilate reacts
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Pilate reacts What kind of king are you, you Jew? The priests condemn you for they say you spite them, yet you will not fight them. They say you claim to be a king to rule them. Do you just fool them? They throw your talk of kingdom in your face. You say that it is not your
Poem: Confusion
Poem: Confusion
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Confusion Overwhelmed by things we cannot explain and questions for which we have no answers, we struggle to make sense of anything we thought we understood. Along the way, we lose sight of truths that once formed the bedrock of our faith. Continues... ©Marjorie Dobson
Poem: That shouldn’t happen to you!
Poem: That shouldn’t happen to you!
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: That shouldn’t happen to you! When the person who is supposed to love you most is the one who seems to understand your faith in God the least, do you reject the God who has held you for so long, or ignore the one who says your God doesn’t seem to care? Continues... ©Marjori
Monologue: The Listener
Monologue: The Listener
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: The Listener They think I’m a nobody. Only a servant girl. Always in the background, waiting on them, but never really noticed. Just like a piece of furniture. But they don’t realize how much I see and know and, as long as I keep quiet and do my job, they don’t really
Poem: Asking questions
Poem: Asking questions
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Asking questions When the crowd of followers asked John, ‘what should we do?’ they knew the answer before he gave it. ‘Caring means sharing, not keeping everything as personal property. Give some of it away.’ When the tax collectors asked John, ‘what should we do?’ they als
POPPIES AND SNOWDROPS - Prayer: O God, the memories are so painful
POPPIES AND SNOWDROPS - Prayer: O God, the memories are so painful
by Marjorie Dobson
Prayer: O God, the memories are so painful O God, the memories are so painful. If only I could have helped. If only I could have shown him the depth of my love. If only he could have known … O God, if anyone understands the anguish of love and loss, you do. You watched your son d
Monologue: The Ethiopian’s story
Monologue: The Ethiopian’s story
by Marjorie Dobson
Monologue: The Ethiopian’s story What an amazing coincidence! I still find it hard to explain – even after telling so many people the story. Some of them found it almost impossible to believe that it happened. But I know it did. How would you have felt if it had happened to you?
Monologue/drama: Those poor Greeks