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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
Meditation/ prayer: Samuel
Meditation/ prayer: Samuel
by Marjorie Dobson
Meditation/ prayer: Samuel I’m sorry, God. I didn’t hear you the first time, or the second, or even the third. I didn’t recognise your voice. I suppose I didn’t expect to hear you when it was just an ordinary night – no different from any of the others. And I don’t remember you s…
Reflection/poem: Psalm 29
Reflection/poem: Psalm 29
by Marjorie Dobson
Reflection/poem: Psalm 29 Never did like thunder. Someone told me that thunderbolts could get in through open windows, so our windows were shut tight during storms. Someone else fed me horror stories about lightning setting houses on fire and the noise of thunder causing heart at…
With My WholeHeart - Psalm 119:111-112
With My WholeHeart - Psalm 119:111-112
by SPCK - James Jones
Psalm 119:111, 112 The word of God comes to us in several ways. Supremely in Jesus who was ‘the Word made flesh’ (cf. John 1.14). Without the Bible Jesus is a contentless word. It is Scripture that gives substance and meaning to his life, death and resurrection. Jesus’ own atti…
Poem: Significance
Poem: Significance
by Marjorie Dobson
Poem: Significance They were waiting: waiting for a sign: waiting for the One Who Would Come: waiting for the Messiah: waiting for John to declare himself. They were full of questions: full of suspense: full of anticipation: full of wondering: full of hope. Continues... ©Marjorie…
Gazing on the Gospels Year B - The Fifth Sunday of Lent Year B
Gazing on the Gospels Year B - The Fifth Sunday of Lent Year B
by SPCK - Judith Dimond
The Fifth Sunday of Lent John 12.20-30 Gaze on the ways we glorify people in this world. We plaster their faces over our newspapers and report on their every word and their every move. We glorify them with huge salaries and a trail of photographers who follow their every action. …
We strain to hear the voice of God
We strain to hear the voice of God
by Andrew Pratt
We strain to hear the voice of God, this God who knows us inside out, a whispered voice of gentleness that never seeks to force or shout. Christ's voice was heard in Galilee by those who had the ears to hear, he challenged hypocrites with truth while sinners, sensing love, drew n…
The Monastery Of The Heart - 18 A Listening Heart