Ash Wednesday Receive this cross of ash upon your brow, Brought from the burning of Palm Sunday’s cross; The forests of the world are burning now And you make late repentance for the loss. But all the trees of God would clap their hands, The very stones themselves would shout and sing, If you could […]
Let love be real, with no manipulation,
no secret wish to harness or control;
let us accept each other’s incompleteness,
and share the joy of learning to be whole.
Sometimes it feels as if we Anglicans are in a small boat heading for the straits with the Scylla of secular society on one side, demanding to know what the fuss is about; and the Charybdis of our fellow Christians demanding that we stand with them on the ground of our historic faith.
take off my glasses, my views;
unclip my pen, my work;
put down my keys, my security;
to be alone with you, the only true God.
Had a lovely day yesterday seeing people from our Coventry days, who have also retired to Devon. We hadn’t been to visit their new home before, and it was a sunny day so great for wandering around their picture-postcard village and admiring the wonderful views from their little garden. The wife is a notable cook […]