Among his own relations and in his own house.
We seek and are denied our entry.
We feel no bigger than a mouse.
This is the carpenter surely.
The son of Mary, the brother of James and Joset.
This is the carpenter surely.
The son of Mary, the brother of James and Joset.
Why all this commotion and crying.
The child is not dead but asleep.
We’re quite good at sighing.
And being like lost sheep.
But do we reach out to touch his hem.
Or are we too unbelieving or shy.
So we don’t seize this offered gem.
And we don’t keep him in our mind’s eye.
Come out of this man.
Unclean spirit.
We do not know his spiritual plan.
Although we strive to hear it.
What is your name , Jesus asked.
My name is legion.
Truth is often masked.
From whatever region.
We too may be afflicted.
With many demons.
But with Jesus we can find them lifted.
If we have faith and do not demand reasons.
No one could secure him, even with a chain.
But for us there is a marked redemption lane.
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Come out of this man
Jesus said to him and us
If we just listen
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See Mark 5 : 1-20
Blessed the peacemakers .
They shall be called sons of God.
It’s better to aim to be blessed.
Than striving to be happy.
They are in search of their real homeland.
Though he stumble.
He shall never fall.
We go through life with fumble after fumble.
Awaiting, none too patiently, his call.
I could not catch all the French reading.
But I certainly heard Esperance and Dure.
Life is full of hard things yet with hope arising.
So we anticipate, but never can be sure.
The salvation of the just comes from the Lord.
Their stronghold in times of distress.
As they seek their reward.
And slowly they progress.
However hard the trial.
We get through with a smile.
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Life is often hard
But where there is life there’s hope
So we keep going
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See Psalm 36
I was struggling to find the place in the book.
And somebody kindly helped me.
So at the Magnificat now, I could look.
And truly see.
It’s all about loving.
And caring.
Not shoving.
Nor denying.
It’s strange how one kind gesture.
Can be such comfortable vesture.
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It’s one kind gesture
That makes all the difference
To all that we do
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See 2 Timothy 1 : 1-8
If a kingdom is divided against itself.
On those who live in a land of shadow.
A light has shone.
For us , who seek , we can never entirely know.
Even if we atone.
You have made their joy increase.
They rejoice in your presence.
But again and again we fail to find peace.
I will establish a new covenant.
With the house of Israel and of Judah.
Here was a new holy government.
And not to forget Mohammed , Krishna and the Buddha.
I was dreaming about passing.
Not a dreadful moment but a moment of dread.
Do we live on , it is a question beyond reasoning.
Really we do not know where we will tread.
But dreaming I saw not a brick wall , a dead end.
But a simple brown door which I could push open.
Here was hope, we can indeed ascend.
This was the new covenant spoken.
Here in the dream was a simple image.
I knew I could walk through that door, no mirage.
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At death we go where
Just reasoning will not help
But the door’s open
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See Hebrews 8: 6-18
He had cured so many.
That all who were afflicted were crowding forward.
Even we who have plenty.
He said to the man with the withered hand.
Stand up out in the middle.
We wonder where we are in this life and land.
For life is a perplexing immutable riddle.
I was in a depressed dream.
And as often happens a way opened out.
It’s true that things are not as bad as it may seem.
Even if everything may seem rather drawn out.
One moment everything was bad.
Never ending .
The world seemed mad.
And then a door opened with a happy ending.
Now I knew what I had to do.
At last I had some clue.
…. ..
It may seem hopeless
Then comes a solution
Just out of the blue
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See Mark 3 : 1-6
This was just new wine in old wine skins.
But it did not break the skins.
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New wine , old wine skins
So will it break the wineskins
Depends on the wine
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See Mark2: 18-22
I have again started to paint.
Mystical abstract water colours.
We know we will never be a saint.
But we can still find solace creating for others.
There are so many ways of witnessing.
And sometimes a picture can do just as well.
As long as we keep trying.
And we realise it will never sell.
And so we keep painting.
We must do everything we can.
To reach this place of rest.
Or we might be lost down the can.
Or at least lose all our zest.
I was dreaming Cardinal Martini’s prayer.
I promise to accept all you permit to happen to me.
I understood at last it was just accept in this prayer.
That’s not to like all that happens to me.
It’s not a very high bar.
Just to put up with fate.
It needn’t leave too bad a scar.
We just patiently have to wait.
If the soul can accept.
Cannot we accept.
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We must just accept
That’s not like everything
That happens to us
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See Hebrews 4:1-5 , 11
Harden not your hearts as at Meribah.
A priest friend has died after suffering illness.
So I did to him a little prayer.
I seemed to sense his , or at least mine, happiness.
Through sleep’s heavy disguising layer.
Should we pray for the dead.
Do they know, but we feel better.
Nothing else can be taken as read.
Anyway we certainly can’t send a letter.
Does it do good to pray .
For us yes , for others who can say.
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Is it good to pray
For us certainly it is
As for others?
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See Hebrews 2: 14- 18
He does not break the crushed reed.
Nor quench the wavering flame.
Of all new life he is the seed.
When it comes to his mercy we are all the same.
Leave it like this for the time being.
It is fitting that we should do all that righteousness demands.
This is a gradual fulfilment of a new revealing.
And new hopes rather than old commands.
The Epiphany, The Baptism and The Wedding at Cana.
Everything gradually unfolds.
And it falls like revitalising mana.
In all our households.
Today we are reminded of water’s healing power.
Poured in libation on a beautiful flower.
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We share this baptism
It’s waters are for us all
As we move through life
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See Isaiah 42: 1-4, 6-7 and Matthew 3: 13-17