The candles burned brightly in the temple, repaired the curtains and ordered the day, while down in the fields a body, dead lay. ——– Relieved they slept through a golden dawn and missed the signs that God was about, missed the glory of dying being bested. ——- The sun burnished creation that morning and made… Continue reading Sacred Sunrise
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The Kingdom in the Vineyard
Holy Tuesday The purple fruits hung in bulging clusters, their juice running down the sampler’s chin, Beautiful to see and wonderful to pick and mouthwatering, tartness and sweetness as the grapes burst, giving up their fruitfulness. — The vines, like people have roots deep down in the soil of their youth, but there are… Continue reading The Kingdom in the Vineyard
A Sacred Moment
interrupted my daydream with a loud, clear call
A Cracked Pot
The pottery wheel brings the writhing clay to life, its whirring pulses through the hands, moulding the sticky gooey mess, growing its potential and finding its nature through touching, loving and caressing the dirty lump until it reveals its hidden glory. — Steadily the rhythm grows and a shape is formed, a vessel glad to… Continue reading A Cracked Pot
A Rainbow of Grace
Deep in sorrow I walked the walk of grief, Feeling in my hurting heart the pain of loss. Each beat a reminder of them and their sweet faces now facing an enemy grown by greed. === The rainbows arched across the sky, spilling their palette of colours as it stretched until it sank into the… Continue reading A Rainbow of Grace