'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, 29 December 2013
Saturday, 28 December 2013
'TWAS THE DAY AFTER CHRISTMAS...
AFTER CHRISTMAS
"When the song of the angels is stilled.
When the star in the sky is gone.
When the kings and princes are home,
when the shepherds are back with their flocks,
the work of Christmas begins:
To find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace to others,
to make music in the heart."
Howard Thurman
Wednesday, 25 December 2013
Tuesday, 24 December 2013
GOD WITH US
ON SUCH A NIGHT AS THIS
Almost
now...."God. With. Us. God can't stay away. He comes as a baby because
He's done with barriers. He comes as a baby, the most vulnerable
imaginable. *Because He wants unimaginable intimacy with you.*
John Wesley died with the words, "The best of all is, God is with us" on his tongue. These words could beat joy in our hearts on a night like this.
John Wesley died with the words, "The best of all is, God is with us" on his tongue. These words could beat joy in our hearts on a night like this.
Ann Voskamp
THE FULL LONG AGO
Painting by Egor Zaytsev (Russia)
PAST PRESENCE
Dressing the Christmas tree
Used to take all the family
An hour or two to do,
Back then the house hummed
With laughing children,
As each shiny bauble was hung
On the welcoming fir.
Their shouts of glee
Twinkled like the crowning star
Bright atop the highest bough.
Now she does the task alone,
Her eyes twinkling at memories
Of the full long ago.
Each glimmering trinket
Unlocks some olden scene
Of the family gathered
Around the open fire,
Flames adance
Reflecting in the adorned tree
Light drops of time’s passage.
Used to take all the family
An hour or two to do,
Back then the house hummed
With laughing children,
As each shiny bauble was hung
On the welcoming fir.
Their shouts of glee
Twinkled like the crowning star
Bright atop the highest bough.
Now she does the task alone,
Her eyes twinkling at memories
Of the full long ago.
Each glimmering trinket
Unlocks some olden scene
Of the family gathered
Around the open fire,
Flames adance
Reflecting in the adorned tree
Light drops of time’s passage.
Gerard O'Shea
Thursday, 19 December 2013
HEAVEN'S LIGHT
THE MIRACLE
Mary came to me apart
and laid the Holy Child
here inside my heart.
My heart was made the manger,
and my body was the stall.
And now no man is stranger:
my life goes out to all,
To bring to each of them
this Child of heaven’s light,
to let them enter in, like flames
of candles to the holy night.
Georg Johannes Gick:
Wednesday, 18 December 2013
Monday, 16 December 2013
Saturday, 14 December 2013
Thursday, 12 December 2013
MAKING THE ORDINARY HOLY
HOLY INCENSE OF BREATH
“To a man who lives unto God nothing is
secular, everything is sacred.
He puts on his workday garment and it is a
vestment to him.
He sits down to his meal and it is a
sacrament.
He goes forth to his labor, and therein exercises
the office of the priesthood. His breath is incense and his
life a sacrifice.
He sleeps on the bosom of God, and lives and moves
in the divine presence.
To draw a hard and fast line and say, “This is
sacred and this is secular,” is, to my mind, diametrically opposed
to the teaching of Christ and the spirit of the gospel…
Peter saw a sheet let down from heaven in which
were all manner of beasts and four-footed creatures, which he was
bidden to kill and eat, and when he refused because they were
unclean, he was rebuked by a voice from heaven, saying, “What
God hath cleansed that call not thou common” [Acts 10:15;
11:9].
The Lord hath cleansed your houses, he has
cleansed your bed chambers, your tables… He has made the
common pots and pans of your kitchens to be as the bowls before the
altar –
if you know what you are and live
according to your high calling.
You housemaids, you cooks, you nurses, you
ploughmen, you housewives, you traders, you sailors, your labor is
holy if you serve the Lord Christ in it, by living unto Him
as you ought to live.
The sacred has absorbed the secular.”
C. H. Spurgeon
Monday, 9 December 2013
Sunday, 8 December 2013
LEWIS WALKS HOME
C S Lewis at Magdalen College
A RELUCTANT CONVERT
I did not then see what is now the most shining and obvious thing; the Divine humility which will accept a convert even on such terms. The Prodigal Son at least walked home on his own feet. But who can duly adore that Love which will open the high gates to a prodigal who is brought in kicking, struggling, resentful, and darting his eyes in every direction for a chance of escape? "
C S Lewis
THE MATERIAL BLUR
A CHRISTMAS 'OUR FATHER'
Our
Father,
which
art in Dixons,
hallowed
be thy games;
thy
new releases come,
thy
videoing be done,
in
Nicam as it is in mono;
give
us this day our daily emails,
and
forgive us for not spending enough,
as
we forgive those who spend too little on us;
lead
us not into Oxfam,
but
deliver us from charitable giving;
for
thine is the DVD,
the
widescreen and the Game Boy,
for
ever and ever,
Amen.
Rachel
Mann
Friday, 6 December 2013
MANDELA'S FAITH
Nelson Mandela 1918 ~ 2013
In the afttermath of the death of Nelson Mandela many tributes have been paid to the man who inspired the fight against apartheid in his home country of South Africa. A lesser known aspect of his life was his Christian faith. This is part of an address he gave at the Easter Conference of the Zionist Christian Church in April, 1994.
OUR MESSIAH
“We bow our heads in worship on this day and
give thanks to the Almighty for the bounty He has bestowed upon us
over the past year. We raise our voices in holy gladness to celebrate
the victory of the risen Christ over the terrible forces of death.
Easter is a joyful festival! It is a celebration
because it is indeed a festival of hope!
Easter marks the renewal of life! The triumph of
the light of truth over the darkness of falsehood!
Easter is a festival of human solidarity, because
it celebrates the fulfilment of the Good News!
The Good News borne by our risen Messiah who chose
not one race, who chose not one country, who chose not one language,
who chose not one tribe, who chose all of humankind!
Each Easter marks the rebirth of our faith. It
marks the victory of our risen Saviour over the torture of the cross
and the grave.
Our Messiah, who came to us in the form of a
mortal man, but who by his suffering and crucifixion attained
immortality.
Our Messiah, born like an outcast in a stable, and
executed like criminal on the cross.
Our Messiah, whose life bears testimony to the
truth that there is no shame in poverty: Those who should be ashamed
are they who impoverish others.
Whose life testifies to the truth that there is no
shame in being persecuted: Those who should be ashamed are they who
persecute others.
Whose life proclaims the truth that there is no
shame in being conquered: Those who should be ashamed are they who
conquer others.
Whose life testifies to the truth that there is no
shame in being dispossessed: Those who should be ashamed are they who
dispossess others.
Whose life testifies to the truth that there is no
shame in being oppressed: Those who should be ashamed are they who
oppress others.”
Nelson Mandela
Thursday, 5 December 2013
THE BEST CHRISTMAS YET
THE
GREATEST
GIFT
This video based on Ann Voskamp's book,
'The Greatest Gift' is a reflective meditation
on the heart of the Christmas celebration.
In just a few minutes she hits on so many
essential themes that should occupy our
minds at this 'busy' time of the year.
Monday, 2 December 2013
Thursday, 28 November 2013
REJOICING IN THAT MAN
Christoph Blumhardt was an
18 th. century Pastor in Germany.
OF HEAVEN AND EARTH
Isn't it a miracle to be able to rejoice and find
a firm grounding in someone who lived two thousand years ago? I don't
mean to be firmly grounded in a religion. For Muslims and Buddhists,
it is their religion that is important to them, rather than Mohammed
or Buddha. But for us religion is nothing, and Jesus is everything.
With him we will conquer the world. We are not interested in
doctrines about Jesus; we are interested in the Lord Jesus himself
(Acts 15:11). He is our doctrine – the Man who can grab us by the arm
when we misbehave, or give us a pat when we are good. No dogma, no
doctrine, nor anything else – no, the Man himself, it is he whom we
want!
LIGHT A LAMP
I tell you boldly: as far as I’m concerned I
would not want to live an hour without him. If you do not have [such
a relationship to Jesus], wake up and at look for it. Light a lamp
and search for it as for a needle so that you can delight in this Man
and value him higher than anything else (Luke 15:8). For this Man makes us so firm that our minds and hearts
are guarded against everything that agitates and distracts us (Phil 4:7). He is a rock; and if he is within us, this rock will
shatter the whole world (Ps 31:1~5; Dan 2:34~35). But he must be within us; we must have him
(John 15:4~9). You must all have this Man. Whoever does not have him
lives today and is dead tomorrow...
BUT ONE MAN
It's quite nice now and then to have a pint of
beer, but it would never occur to me to rejoice in the beer. Or is
there something else you would rejoice in or seek strength in?
Nature? Politics? Or anything else? If so, I will have no part in
that. I can also enjoy these things, but I cannot rejoice in them.
There is a difference between enjoying something, and rejoicing in
it. There is but one Man from whom we can derive firmness and joy:
Jesus. Therefore we can rejoice, because we simply do not
depend upon earthly things (Matt 6:25~34). Thank God, I have never depended on temporal things
and do not do so now. And so whatever happens, nothing shall deter us
if this Man remains with us. And he will remain with us if we are
watchful.
HERE ON EARTH
The words, "The Lord is near," are meant
for us here on earth (Matt 6:10). If I am always thinking of heaven and do not make efforts
to do what is right here on earth, then, having already lost the
earth, I will lose heaven too and sit in the middle with nothing. A
lot of people have become too other-worldly. They want to have the
Lord Jesus in such a way as to have nothing more to do with the
earth. Then they lose what is of the earth, and since this is not
God's will, they ultimately lose what is of heaven as well and fall
between two chairs. Take care therefore! Your task is here on
earth. When we have found joy and a firm grounding in our
Savior, we must turn our eyes away from the sky and look around on
earth. What can I do here with what I have in my heart?
WHEREVER WE ARE
Someone wrote me that
he wanted to join a monastery in order to serve the Lord. I
congratulated him on becoming a "brother," but I told him
that I do not think the Lord's work can only be done in a cloister.
It can be done in every house, in every business. We can make a
temple wherever we are (1 Cor 3:16). The work of the Lord must come out of the churches
and institutions. It has to enter people’s homes and hearts. That
is where the Lord's work must be done, not in buildings and clubs. It
must come into daily life. Then our lives and everything we do will
be done for God (Col 3:17). We will be servants of God without having to buy a
clerical collar. We can do the Lord's work with a pitchfork in the
hand. Nobody need feel excluded; for everyone, whoever he is and
whatever he does, can share in the work of the Lord.
Christoph Blumhardt
Wednesday, 27 November 2013
THE DIVINE WEAVER
Cornelia "Corrie"
ten Boom was born in Haarlem, Netherlands, in 1892, and grew up in a
devoutly religious family. During World War II, she and her family
harbored hundreds of Jews to protect them from arrest by Nazi
authorities. Betrayed by a fellow Dutch citizen, the entire family
was imprisoned. Corrie survived and started a worldwide ministry and
later told her story in a book entitled The Hiding Place.
LIFE IS BUT A WEAVING
“My life is but a
weaving
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.
Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.
Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.”
Between my God and me.
I cannot choose the colors
He weaveth steadily.
Oft’ times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside.
Not ’til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
In the weaver’s skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned
He knows, He loves, He cares;
Nothing this truth can dim.
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him.”
Corrie ten Boom
THE BIRTH DAY OF LIFE
BEING THANKFUL
i thank You God for most this amazing
day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings;and of the gay
great happening ilimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any - lifted from the no
of all nothing - human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
e.e.cummings
Tuesday, 26 November 2013
Tuesday, 12 November 2013
Monday, 11 November 2013
Friday, 18 October 2013
Thursday, 17 October 2013
GIVING THANKS
PRAYER FOR HARVEST
‘As long as the earth endures,
seedtime and harvest,
cold and
heat,
summer and winter,
day and night will never cease.’
day and night will never cease.’
(Gen 8:22)
Lord...
contained within a seed
we thank you.
For the oak tree
within an acorn
The bread
within a grain
The apple
within a pip
The mystery of nature
gift wrapped
for us to sow
we thank you.
Friday, 11 October 2013
COME AND FLY
GIFT OF THE SEAGULL
Majestic... soaring...gliding wings
A single screech sounds from the sky
Come fly with me... come here and fly
My spirit floats to be a part
I feel the beating of its heart
My soul, one with this bird of sea
Now knows the meaning to fly free
I feel the winds caress my soul
And soar the streams without a goal
My being trembles of delight
A treasure I received tonight
The seagull's flight of soaring high
The gift of what it means to fly.
Munda
Sunday, 29 September 2013
Saturday, 28 September 2013
ONENESS
JOY OF LOVE
Wherever God is, his peace draws near. His presence brings freedom from inner restlessness, dividedness, and hostile impulses; it brings harmony of heart, mind, and soul. But he is a living God, and therefore he is action just as much as he is peace. And on the foundation of the harmony he bestows, he brings into being a broader unity. This unity is the joy of love; it is oneness of purpose and action, community, brotherhood, and justice for all.
Eberhard Arnold
(from www.plough.com)
TO THE OCEAN
(~GOSh~)
I came from the sunny valleys
And sought for the open sea,
For I thought in its gray expanses
My peace would come to me.
I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!"
But the thirsty tide ran inland,
And the salt waves drank of me,
And I who was fresh as the rainfall
Am bitter as the sea.
Sara Teasdale
THE RIVER
I came from the sunny valleys
And sought for the open sea,
For I thought in its gray expanses
My peace would come to me.
I came at last to the ocean
And found it wild and black,
And I cried to the windless valleys,
"Be kind and take me back!"
But the thirsty tide ran inland,
And the salt waves drank of me,
And I who was fresh as the rainfall
Am bitter as the sea.
Sara Teasdale
Friday, 13 September 2013
GOD IS NEAR
ROCK OR SPONGE ?
God surrounds us like the Pacific surrounds an ocean floor pebble. He is everywhere: above, below, on all sides. We choose our response—rock or sponge? Resist or receive? Everything within you says, harden your heart. Run from God, resist God, blame God.
But be careful. Hard hearts never heal. Spongy ones do! Open every pore of your soul to God’s presence. Here’s how. Lay claim to the nearness of God. He says in Hebrews 13:5, “Never will I leave you; never will I forsake you.” Grip this promise like the parachute it is. Repeat it over and over until it trumps the voices of fear. The Lord God is with you, and He is mighty to save. Cling to His character. Quarry from your Bible a list of the deep qualities of God and press them into your heart. He is sovereign. You will get through this!
Max Lucado from 'You'll Get Through This'
Wednesday, 11 September 2013
FINDING THE STRANGER
(~GOSh.~)
THE HOLY COMPASSION OF GOD
"If you love the justice of Jesus Christ
more than you fear human judgment,
then you will seek to do compassion,
Compassion means
That if I see my friend and my enemy
in equal need,
I shall help them both
equally.
Justice demands
that we seek
and find the stranger,
the broken, the
prisoner,
and comfort them
and offer them our help.
Here lies the holy
compassion of God .
~ Mechthild of Magdeburg
(12th century Mystic)