Category Archives: General

5 January

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God is greater than our conscience.
And he knows everything.
What is this strange sense.
Is it everything or nothing.

Is our conscience the voice of God.
Or is it the mere rattling of nervous  electricity.
Let it be a spiritual lightning rod.
Guarding against all  mendacity.

I wonder if we can have a Tom Bombadil type freedom.
Just taking delight in nature.
Not constrained by time , accepting all as a Te Deum.
Taking solace in song., not worrying about what is  the lessor or greater.

And as Nathanial just accepted.
We will have received.

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What is conscience
It’s truly the voice of God
Or that’s what we hope

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See 1 John 3 : 11-21

4 January

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Rabbi, they answered , where do you live.
Come and see Jesus replied.
It doesn’t  give much away as to whether we thrive.
Where we reside.

But a better question to ask.
Is how do we live.
That is our task.
Can we pass through the spiritual sieve.

It may be in the smallest things.
That we pass the test.
Not grand gestures are needed to complete these rings.
Nor whether we worry more or lest.

But at the call, did we stand up and follow.
Out of our comfortable hollow.

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How do we answer
The question posed to us
As to how we live

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See John 1 : 35-42

The Most Holy Name of Jesus

What we are to be in the future has not yet been revealed.
All we know is that when it is revealed we will be like him.
Probably already our fate is sealed.
But we cannot see over the celestial rim.The horseman  was far away.
I could barely make him out in the winter twilight.
Thus so much we pray for seems far away.
Indistinct , fleeting , too little light.

The image was beautiful , reassuring .
In control the rider passed on behind a tree.
Thus our hopes and insights are fleeting.
One moment we are entranced then we cannot see.

But we can treasure the memory.
And put it on our mind’s directory.

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Horseman riding by
Merely a fleeting image
But reassuring

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See 1 John 2 :

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2 nd January

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What is promised to you by his own promise.
Is eternal life.
When it comes to all this I am a doubting Thomas.
Doubts surge but hope is rife.

We worry about our body’a demanding lie.
Resting it, feeding it , obeying its demand.
But one thing is certain , it will die.
Very soon now annihilation is at hand.

We hope that the soul will survive.
But we spend so little time pampering it.
We’re obsessed with whether we will thrive.
But what is I or we , what is it.

We really do not know.
So we go undemanding , unquestioning with the flow.

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What is his promise
It is nothing less than life
And it’s eternal

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See 1 John 2 : 22-28

Mary the Mother of God , 1 January

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May the Lord Bless you.
And keep you.
And I hope all others too.
And my family too.

From Numbers, a good greeting.
All we really need for this New Years  day.
As we ponder the year while resting.
And hope for a blessing.

If we ask her.
Does Mary ever say no.
She knows what’s fair.
And will always help us go with the flow.

But we have to ask.
And she will help us in any task.

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May the Lord bless you
And keep you with all others
That’s what we hope for

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See Numbers 6: 22-27

The Holy Family

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It was by faith that Abraham set out,
Not knowing  where he was going.
We though are plagued by doubt.
Pausing , questioning not reaping.

It was by faith that Sarah was able to conceive.
In spite of being past the age.
If only we were open we could all hope receive.
But against fate we rage.

It was by faith that Abraham offered up Isaac.
He was confident that God had even power to raise the dead.
If only we were content with what we have rather than lack.
So much of our unhappiness could finally be laid.

But always we have this nagging feeling.
But we must have confidence in our ultimate healing.

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By faith he set out
And yet Abraham arrived
And so too will we

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See Hebrews 11: 8

30 th December

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Nothing the world had to offer.
Could ever come from the father.
Of course you can be an unrepentant scoffer.
But the word gets us further.
I had a bad dream .
I couldn’t  find a child in my responsibility.
But things are not what they seem.
What a relief to wake up to actuality.
When a really bad dream happens.
We realise how lucky we really are.
And that things are not really so bad as one imagines.
Worry is near , real disasters are usually far.
And anyway what the world has to offer.
Cannot compete with what the father can proffer………The world can offer
So much less than the father
Let’s just be grateful

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See 1 John 2 : 12-17

29 December . St Thomas Becket

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For who is the greater , the one at the table.
Or the one who serves.
Surely, he said, the  one at table.
Yet here I am among you as one who serves.

At times we feel so low.
We achieve so little , we just serve.
But is this not valuable , you know.
Even if so often we are behind the curve.

How strange is scripture.
Just when we judge our lack of success.
We find a reading that answers our own self stricture.
And we lift our head and think more of ourselves not less.

If Our Lord was happy just to serve.
Is this not all that we need or deserve.

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Who is the greater
The one who sits at table
Or the one who serves

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See Luke 22 : 24-30

The Holy Innocents . 28 December

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God is light.
There is no darkness  in him at all.
But so often he is not in sight.
He may talk to us but we cannot hear his call.

I was lying in the bath.
Staring at the candle.
Something moved , peace, no wrath.
Everything suddenly easy to handle.

But more .
I felt his presence.
Not somewhere distant but in my very core.
An undefinable but very real essence.

But in a different medium , no tension
As gentle sound is to distant vision.

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God is truly light
And we may be just some sound
The two cannot meet.

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See 1 John 1 , 5-2: 2

27 December . St John

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The other disciple who reached the tomb first.
Went in, he Saw and he believed.
For what do we thirst.
It is surely that faith should be received.

In our mind’s eye.
The tomb is empty , we cannot be mistaken.
But how many times do we question or believe it is a lie.
That the body was resurrected and that it was in fact taken.

Oh, that we could be like John there.
That we could see with our own eyes.
This is one thing we all pray we could share.
But only our tender faith can confront the lies.

If truth could just to us be revealed.
How forever would our lives be changed.

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We who have not seen
Must just rely on our faith
It is all we have

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See John 20: 2-8

 

 

 

 

 

 

St Stephen’s Day

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Do not worry about how to speak.
Or what to say.
You just have to seek.
And worries to lay.

What makes for happiness against all polemics.
My son replied like the Buddha, right view and right intention( wisdom.)
Right speech , right action , right livelihood ( ethics)
Right effort , right  mindfulness, right concentration ( meditation, )Om.

This he said is the noble eightfold path.
It certainly seems a way to avoid much suffering and wrath.

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What’s the eightfold path
Wisdom, ethics, leading to
Meditation

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See Matthew 10 : 17-22

Christmas Day

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He was not the light.
Only a witness to speak for the light.
Here at last today the Lord comes into sight.
Now we begin to understand the meaning of what is right.

The altar was bedecked with candles.
And the candles covered the churches columns.
Here towards the light we found new channels.
Now we could start to forget our problems.

Our whole journey is one towards this light.
The light of salvation , ethereal.
Eclipsing the darkest night.
Even though it is to our eyes, immaterial.

But still we seek the light.
Even if it is out of sight.

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Where is the true light
It remains ethereal
But we can find it

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See John 1 – 18

4 th Sunday in Advent

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Pour forth we beseech you O Lord.
Your grace into our heart.
We were drawn into the country church as a spiritual ford.
Looking for a new start.

I read this collect of the day.
It said all that needed to be said.
A chance troubles to lay.
Realising that all things by him are made.

What if we knew this were our final week.
How focused on the present we would be .
We would know too that always we must seek.
Knock and celestial light see.

Yes let this grace be poured onto our heart.
So that we really can make a new start.

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See the Collect of the day.

23 December

At that moment Zechariah’s power of speech returned.
And they were all astonished.
What then if our own mind turned.
And all our doubts were banished.
I wondered what if I really believed.
Not tried to believe.
How all cares  and doubts would be relieved.
There would only to be joy to receive.Why would anything matter.
We would all merely be waiting to enter into glory.
All earthly things would scatter.
And there would not be mine,  only the divine story.

I woke from my dream .
And rejoined life’s wearisome team.

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When will faith return
Will it just be gradual
Or come instantly

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See Luke 1: 57-66

22 December

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O Rex gentian et desideratus earum.
Lapisque angularis.
O King  of the peoples, whom they long for , the sum.
The cornerstone that always was and is.

Qui facis utraque unum.
Veni et salva hominem.
Who made the two into one, the sum.
Come and save man and all of them.

Quem de limo formasti.
Whom you made from clay.
Done to a ti.
Which none can gainsay.

Thus we sing the great Antiphon.
Knowing we are all one.

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You made us from clay
And you made two into one
King of the peoples

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See The Antiphon to the Magnificat at Vespers

21 December

My beloved is like a gazelle.
Like a young stag.
We were young once but as for when death comes who can tell.
For how long will we keep aloft life’s tattered flag.
I went to a funeral today .
The service was in the Cathedral , no one I knew.
An ordinary life , youth, eventual decay.
Children , grandchildren , one of the many , not the few.
It’s good to go to any funeral.
Everything falls into perspective.
Not certainly a procession down the Mall.
But interesting, a good life, reflective.
We will all one day end up there.
Let’s hope someone sheds a little tear.…….

At our funeral
We will be there in spirit
Or thats what we hope

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See Song of Songs  2 : 1-14

20 December

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Ask the Lord God for a sign.
Coming from the heights above.
We stumble and fail to tread a straight line.
Forgetting that always ultimately there is love.

I am at a Christmas celebration.
Immersed in Bach and Handel.
For a moment I have a clear vision.
All should be clear and well.

And then the doubts surface.
God as a stable baby , really.
Could anyone have looked God in the face.
I wonder questioningly.

But I sort of know , it’s true.
It really is the way for me and you.

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Will he give a sign
We wait and we pray for that
It takes a long time

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See Isaiah 7 : 10-14

19 th December

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Even from his mother’s womb.
He will be filled with the Holy Spirit.
We must always have hope from womb to tomb.
Whether or not we conceive ourselves to have any merit.

Both were worthy in the sight of God.
But they were childless.
Whatever our fate we are worthy in the sight of God.
Whether we are the greater or the less.

Zechariah , your prayer has been answered.
Your wife Elizabeth is to bear you a son.
All our prayers too one day will be answered.
We one day will be enveloped by rays of a celestial  sun.

We only have to pray and  somehow cope.
And we will be vouchsafed hope .

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From our mother’s womb
We’re filled with Holy Spirit
But we must have hope

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See Luke 1: 5-25

Monday of the 3rd week of Advent

They will call him Emmmanuel.
A name which means God is with us.
But what does this mean for our future, who can tell.
These doubts, it always was thus.During the long night my leg was hurting.
But when I thought not of me but another.
I stopped hurting.
And got better.

Perhaps we should spend more time.
Thinking of others
Like Saint Joseph, a man for all time.
United with our sisters and brothers.

Joseph decided to take Mary home.
And in him we too find a home.

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It’s Emmanuel
God will be with us always
If we believe it

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See Matthew1: 18-24

3rd Sunday of Advent

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A voice that cries in the wilderness.
Make a straight Highway for the Lord.
Free us, we pray from all bitterness.
Let us draw deeper from our mind’s spiritual hoard.

We worry about when we die.
But it’s only the body that dies.
The soul , we hope, will stay spry.
Flying free from our bodies last cries.

And what of the mind dying.
But ninety percent of that is concerned with the body.
All that is left is our gift of loving.
And that’s enough to keep the soul steady.

So why fear our dying.
Because it’s a start of a new living.

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Wilderness crying
Make us Lord a straight highway
Now and for ever

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See John 1

Saturday of the 2nd week of Advent

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Taken up in a whirlwind of fire.
In a chariot with fiery horses.
We play listlessly on life’s lyre.
Consumed by unseen forces.
Is this what inspired the film production.
Chariots of Fire.
What a human spirit rendition.
An epic to inspire.
And what a man is Eric Liddell.
Truly a life to inspire.
What a story to tell.
A beacon of holy fire.
They all had to run.
Towards fame’s glare and sun.
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Chariots of fire
All with fiery horses
A film to  inspire
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See Ecclesiasticus 48

Friday of the 2nd Week of Advent

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If only you had been alert to my commandments you see.
Your happiness would have been like a river.
Your integrity like the waves of the sea.
To despair you always could have said a resounding never.

When I read these words of Isaiah.
I was bowled over once again by the strength of the poetry.
One sits there reading just thinking ahh….
Exploring in the spirit’s mind ever new territory.

And then again we read down the verses lanes.
Your children would have been numbered  like the sand.
Your descendants as many as its grains.
Isn’t this transporting us to a new celestial land.

And all this was written so long in the past.
But what a mighty poetical repast.

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Alert to commandments
Happiness like a river
Integrity waves

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See  Isaiah 48 : 17-19

Thursday of the 2nd Week of Advent

I am holding you by the right hand.
Do not be afraid.
Our hopes drift into the sand.
All ambition aside laid.I will help you, it is the Lord who does speak.
The holy one is your redeemer.
We may not find but we can seek.
If we become less denouncer more estimer.

You shall thresh and crush the mountains.
And turn the hills to chaff.
We can find despite poor sight the right lanes.
We need ourselves not end up as chaff.

He will turn the wilderness out not a lake.
For our sake .

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It’s by our right hand
That the Lord holds us always
If we just let him

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See Isaiah 41 : 13-20

St Lucy. Wednesday of the 2nd Week of Advent

The Lord gives strength to the wearied.
He strengthens the powerless.
Our light , our life will across the Styx be ferried.
The greater we are so we are the less.
Is it visual truth or abstract  painting.
It’s a  personal study of Saint Lucy .
We know so little of her suffering.
How did she live, what was her fancy.She stands forth from a dark background.
An unearthly yellowish glow does emerge.
From her tortured lips comes no sound.
Her arms like angels wings surge.St Lucy, martyred, tortured returning to the light.
And in this painting I try to keep her in sight.

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Strength to the wearied
He strengthens the powerless
For we are them too

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See Isaiah 40 : 25-31

Tuesday of the 2nd Week of Advent

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A voice cries.
Prepare in the wilderness.
And we utter too our sighs.
In all our distress.

Make a straight highway.
For our God across the desert.
And we too find our own way.
Removing , we pray, all hurt.

Let every valley be filled in.
Every mountain and hill be laid low.
A chance for our destiny to begin.
So that we may in our spirit, grow.

Let every cliff become a plain.
And let us remove every stain.

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Prepare wilderness
And make too a  straight  Highway
Every hill laid low

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See Isaiah 40 : 1-11