Tag: hope
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Who is your God?
The wise man asked, Who do you seek? “God,” we said. — Tell me about your God,” he said. — The voices crowded in: God is big so big the Universe is not big enough for him, He likes it when we listen, God wants us to be wealthy. The good to be healthy. The…
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The News
Why is my heart breaking? I hear the news on waking broken babies, hungry children, chilled by killing cold and filthy, midden like rivers flushing toxins harmfully in our seas. — Hitler rising from the grave, to bludgeon and break in waves on those who come for shelter too, friends and good people trembling so,…
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Far Right
Humanity is like the morning mist, warmed by the sun of greed there some lightly flows away in drifts, and some hangs low in valleys. —– Compassion is like the rocky cliffs, ever being pressed and smashed by the increasing anger of the sea of hearts, encased with ego’s stone.
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Kneeling at the Cross
It was the kneeling that showed me, ‘Look up’ came the voice I glanced up and saw a new thing, Jesus as they would have see him. Not a cross as a crucifix, But bound arms pleading for release to touch, to heal, to tenderly care, but his feet – blood…
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Oh God why?
Oh God! Why did you have to die? and leave us to our own devices, devoid of restraint and fuelling vices, Jesus rose and left us behind, his words of love and reconciling abound, hope lay fallow as they hid and coped, your Spirit came and filled a few, as wind and flame through them…
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Despair in Prayer
Waking early, once there was the dawn chorus, sitting in the garden, once there was a hum of bees, but some prefer glyphosate, and so, now the silence is shockingly growing at each gate. — Walking to the shops, once there was money in the poor woman’s purse, planning a Birthday, once there would have…
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Pentecost Revisited.
His words stayed with them, meaningless and mangled by their fears and worries. — The stories gradually faded, if not repeated and retold, in the dry desert before the shower. — Like children with fairy tales they told of healings and Him, challenging the putrid power – of malicious men, who chain, viciously, brothers and…
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The Cost
Roughly handled, bruising flesh, deliberately hurting grabbed wrists, tied to abloody post, clothes ripped away from his now public exposed, vulnerable back. — Bowed to the inevitable, he prayed for the men around, and as the first stroke struck his soft flesh, he groaned, and prayed for healing for creation, hearing its screams. — Each…
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Christmas Now and Then (2)
Donkeys fart, Animals smell, The Oxen urinated nearby, while she laboured on. —- Joseph went for food and water while the midwife helped her through, She screamed and yelled for countless hours. — The baby came in the early hours, sweet new smells in the stable, Mary exhausted. Lay Back, It is finished, she said.…
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