**The Badgers ** To imagine a community garden, and people growing food together, and nobody being lonely, and the earth becoming a little more like heaven -…
Poems··brueggemann · dream · Faith · imagination · kingdom of god · prophetic-imagination
**Amsterdam to London with Bart ** Bart is 98. His cells are leaving "in droves," but he's still signing card numbers to a man across the aisle, helping him…
The type of bright sunshine which gives grass an extra sort of lurid dimensionality is the same sort of sunshine which has been pouring through the attic…
Recent job applications have inspired me to view my everyday a little differently... Key Achievements In just one week: I have promoted my tram ticket from…
A remix of the Sermon on the Mount. Blessed are the parkrunners, for theirs is the Saturday morning. Blessed are those who start, for they will surely finish…
On the Wednesday of our week in Iona, we went on a pilgrimage walk around the Island led magnificently by Meg and Martin Wroe. We read extracts from 'Around a…
It has been a dusty few weeks. The decrepit heating system in our house got replaced and a light film of murkiness descended in its wake, alongside holes…
God is God is babbling brook, springing forth in winter frost God is child's laughter, spilling out God is possibility, inbreaking, light in darkest night…
Psalm The psalm is a salt shaker. Elevates our being, the sorry comic farce of it, Into praise of God. - The psalm is a salt shaker. Spatters our bitter…
Once upon a time, a people lived in fear. In all the world they lived in, they sought for Love drawn near. They knew that Love was full and true, was certain…
In the past two days, 800+ people have died in the UK from Covid19. Their funerals will be attended only by immediate family members. Many more deaths are…
Bad poetry seems to be the order of the week friends (sorry). A continuing theme of the last few years has been realising life's indeterminacy and navigating…
Recognition of worthiness unites wisdom and worship. This past week I've been thinking about this connection, and about holding together authority with…
A long while ago now, I read an article about someone whose brother had died,
“There’s a phrase,” she says, “‘the situation is hopeless, but not serious’. That’s how I see life, and all these things that are just dreadful. If you don’t laugh at them, you would curl up in a heap and wail.”
Poems··2017 · christmas · christmas eve · haphazard · haphazard by starlight · hope · jesus · light · light of the world · poetry · reflection · reflections · serious · thought · winter