Readings
The divine embrace, viewed through a window
Written following worship by Julio Torres – Beloved Community in the Divine Empathetic Embrace and a meditation while Peter Flower played ‘Spring’ by Vivaldi on the piano. The rain was steadily and silently falling on the trees outside.
The Fingers of the Fir.
Evergreen, save the touches of
Injury from her long life, waved.
Moved, conducting
Psalm 23
A Version of Psalm 23 by Rev. Maud Robinson
Love is my shepherd; I shall not want
She bids me lie down in green pastures
She leads me beside quiet waters.
She restores my soul
She leads me in paths of righteousness for her name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the
Mysterious unfathomable Universe
Mysterious unfathomable Universe:
Inspirer of awe and wonder,
and soaring of the spirit –
There are times when the greatness of the Universe
seems cold and distant,
as a black night sky –
Times when my heart cries out
not for awe
but for embrace and consolation.
On days like
Honesty, inspired by the Druid’s blessing
May God bless us with honesty
And in our honesty with ourselves, wisdom.
And in wisdom, knowledge.
And in knowledge of ourselves, humility.
And in humility, acceptance.
And in acceptance of our limitations, trust in God.
And in our trust in God, courage to live as God wishes us to – happily, in love and
Blood of Christ: For Good Friday
“Our illuminator, Jesus, came down…
And he bore a crown of thorns. And
he put on a purple garment. And he
was crucified on a tree…”
– ‘The Letter of Peter to Philip’, 2nd/3rd century.
Blood of Christ,
shed for everyone.
Blood of Christ,
blood like ours, blood like everyone’s.
Blood of Christ,
blood of the
Springtime
As we gather in this springtime of marbles and piracies,
hop-scotch and jump-rope, we look forward to the coming
summer – the lengthening of the days, and the warmth of promise.
But we remember also the winter just gone, and the seeming
barrenness of the sleeping earth, and we think too of the seasons
and faces
Lost
Think of a time when you were lost
A time as a child when you wandered away from your parents
When you took the wrong turn and your surroundings were no longer familiar
Or when you were in a wilderness without a well worn path
Or in a deep dense fog without a horizon or
Tree hugger blues
You’re rough around the edges,
Sharp as a knife.
But I love you anyway
‘Cuz you’re good,
So damn good.
Come out an’ play –
I don’t care what people say!
I love you anyway
‘Cuz you’re good.
Honey, you’re hard as old nails
And oh-so-male.
But I love you anyway
‘Cuz you’re good,
So