A recent memorial service for a much-loved artist in our church ended with a poem and a prayer. The poem was “When Death Comes” by Mary Oliver,
read moreMay the peace of God surround you
Like the trees of the forest
May the peace of God warm you all over
Like the sun in the sky
Clearing lifetimes of Karma
through my heart
a portal of healing
draws us into love
beyond our fears
of separation
Presider: God be with you
People: And also with you
Presider: Open your hearts
People: We open our hearts to God
I believe in God.
(Except when I don’t.)
When others tell me who God is,
I’m believing not so much.
When I kiss my daughters goodnight,
my belief is overwhelming.
Religion is no more –
Fragmenting humankind
With doctrine, creed
And narrowness of heart.
All are invited to the communion table were we celebrate Jesus’ understanding of life and death.
read moreEternal Spirit, Earth-maker, Pain-bearer, Life-giver,
Source of all that is and that shall be,
Father and Mother of us all,
Loving God, in whom is heaven:
In this New Year, let us lift our vision of what we can do and what we can achieve:
read moreBy faith, Mary let go of fear, and engendered a mothering God
read moreWe crouch with Mary on the straw of our messy lives
letting go of everything but this moment.
Born to a poor uneducated carpenter and his partner
All: Jesus was one with oppressed humankind
A baby cries…
and its cry commands our attention.
What does it need, how can we provide?
I will light candles this Christmas.
Candles of joy, despite all sadness.
Candles of hope where despair keeps watch.
In Advent, we build the framework of Christmas
together we put up scaffolding
signalling something’s being renovated
something new is being created.