Tag Archives: Year A Proper 25

and your neighbour as yourself

One last bunch of words inspired by this coming Sunday’s gospel reading (see previous two posts for more): Neighbour as self I see myself pick up the paper before the street is awake, shuffling back in slippers to the echoing, empty … Continue reading

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All your heart, and with all your soul, and with all your mind

Following on from yesterday’s post, All: Heart A chamber choir sings unthinking muscular love, somewhat off-centre. Soul Shuffle footed jazz angels dancing cheek to cheek, glorious in the dark. Mind “Mind the gap.” The train pulls in and I board a … Continue reading

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All   is a lot. If I love you with all of my heart, my soul, my mind, what is left over?   What happens to that piece that I keep inside –  you know, the jagged-edged sliver of mirror … Continue reading

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