'Dew of Hermon', is taken from a line in Psalm 133. The writer of that ancient song enthused about how good it is when people live together in unity,and compares it poetically to the dew of Hermon descending upon the mountains of Zion. In that spirit it is hoped these scribblings will be more refreshing mountain dew, than obscurantist valley fog, where a weary Pilgrim might be refreshed and replenished for the journey ahead.
Sunday, 27 March 2011
Tuesday, 22 March 2011
KEEPING YOUR CRAYONS
RAINBOW WARRIOR
“Daddy, I want to colour!” These are the first words out of my daughter’s mouth every day when she dashes in our front door after playschool.
I can tell she has something in her mind that needs to get on paper. She doesn’t have time to take off her jacket or sit down, or even go to the bathroom.
Watching my daughter, I have come to believe that my college psychology teacher was wrong. The fundamental human drive – what it is that we most want to do and need to do – is not to have sex, nor to have power. It is to create. That’s what “soul” is.
Watching my daughter, I have come to believe that my college psychology teacher was wrong. The fundamental human drive – what it is that we most want to do and need to do – is not to have sex, nor to have power. It is to create. That’s what “soul” is.
That’s what makes us human.
To create is to be happy.
To create is to be happy.
The only unhappy ones among us are those who lost their crayons somewhere along the way.
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Tim Keiderling
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
PRAYER FOR JAPAN

GOD SAVE THE PEOPLE
Almighty God, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, come to the help of the people of Japan and deliver them from this difficulty that besets their nation..



Sunday, 13 March 2011
FOR THE JOURNEY

A STILL SOUL
May you have a still soul that
goes murmurless like water
in the deep of rivers;
And perchance you wander
silent amid the din of the world's
grinding barter like one journeying
in strange lands.
You, too, with the still soul,
have your mission, for beneath the dashing,
noisy waves must ever run the silent waters
that give the tide its course.
Max Ehrman