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St David
A little Lenten legend A pigeon with a golden beak fed him from its overflowing crop words of grace like kisses that he might strew abroad with every penitential sigh the love of our sweet Saviour; his breath uncluttered by … Continue reading
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Tagged grace, Life of St David, St David, st david's day, Welsh
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Stigmata?
A little Lenten story She found a strange bruise on one foot – stigmata, perhaps, if it spread? – but it soaked away in the bath instead, leaving an emptiness to blossom somewhere behind her left breast, unseen.
Shrove Tuesday
O God of branches and hosannas, forgive the dried state of last year’s palms; trampled by Holy Week and scant adoration, they have desiccated, as our hearts too often do, too. Kindle them, our hearts and our psalms, to fresh … Continue reading
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A psalm of lament
We turn to you, Compassionate One,
with your endless forbearance and infinite mercy, and pray that your patience will one day break;
because it seems some days that ours, our capacity for carnage, is everlasting. Continue reading
Posted in current events, gun violence, poetry, prayer
Tagged gun violence, lament, mass shooting, Michigan State, Psalm, school shooting
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(A conversion) not (of St Paul)
No lightning bolt nor sudden fall but the gentle tap-tap of mercy raining like hoofbeats like heartbeats over the umbrella of consciousness – Who are you? You sang, my pied piper;I was powerlessnot to follow; you led my soul astray, … Continue reading
Follow the star
But what if I have spent too long staring into space longing for a sign What if the mystery were here all along in the tall grass of childhood the stumbling steps of grief the sudden sharp discovery underfoot that all is not yet seen the … Continue reading
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Tagged Epiphany, Incarnation, Matthew 2:1-12, twelfth night
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The priest
Leave your prayers here with me, not because I can answer them – you and I know better – but to slip on like borrowed shoes before I cross the threshold
The Innocents
From behind the page their cries muffled by millennia seep through Where, we ask, is God? There swaddled tight smuggled out into the wilderness What good, we ask, is a God who bleeds when the sword lays open a mother’s … Continue reading
A prayer for Christmas Day
Gracious God, We hear of Christmas by candlelight in Kiev; we think on the borrowed cave, rude shelter in which to bear life. We hear of twins reunited – thank God! – with their family before Christmas. We cannot help wonder … Continue reading
Nativity
Not by might the almighty shoulders a way into the world, but on borrowed strength, the muscles of his mother conspiring to bring him to birth; Not by right does he claim his throne but humbles himself to the stable stall and is fed by … Continue reading
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Tagged Christmas, nativity, peace
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