Mothering Sunday At last, in spite of all, a recognition, For those who loved and laboured for so long, Who brought us, through that labour, to fruition To flourish in the place where we belong.
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Nothing really to do with deacons. Just because he's one of my favourites. You can listen to the poem too if you click on the heading. George Herbert Gentle exemplar, help us in our trials, With all that passed between you and your Lord, That intimate exchange of frowns and smiles Which chronicled your love-match … Continue reading GEORGE HERBERT, priest and poet
Malcolm Guite's poem connects up the ash that many Christians will receive today with the destruction of God's earth, and calls for repentance. You can also listen to the poem by clicking on the title. Ash Wednesday Receive this cross of ash upon your brow, Brought from the burning of Palm Sunday’s cross. The forests … Continue reading THIS CROSS OF ASH
A poem for All Saints (click on the title if you would prefer to listen to the poet, Malcolm Guite, reading it) and an icon of the Coptic martyrs murdered by Isis, for All Souls. All Saints Though Satan breaks our dark glass into shards Each shard still shines with Christ’s reflected light, It glances … Continue reading ALL SAINTS and ALL SOULS
Yet this is how He comes. Through wine and bread Love chooses to be emptied into me.
Palm Sunday Now to the gate of my Jerusalem, The seething holy city of my heart, The saviour comes. But will I welcome him? Oh crowds of easy feelings make a start; They raise their hands, get caught up in the singing, And think the battle won. Too soon they’ll find The challenge, the reversal … Continue reading A POEM FOR PALM SUNDAY