where, on the shore, He hadalready assembled, as a table,prepared for expected guests,a charcoal fire, some fish laid out,and, being himself the bread,a loaf laid for good measure. No need, of course, for the fish they brought.No need, either, for that excess in their boats.To feed seven mouths plus His,that net-bursting horn of plenty was,asContinue reading “They knew Him too at breakfast”
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“The chariots and horsemen of Israel” (For the end of Epiphany)
The heart seeks Tabernacle: on mountain-top, by river-bank, it longs to settle, to hold the Presence safe, within arm’s reach, just the length of an Elijah’s-staff away. Yet the false Tabernacles we weave as curtains against truth turn Transfiguration to self-help session and seek double portions to allay the moment’s loss. Day turns to night.Continue reading ““The chariots and horsemen of Israel” (For the end of Epiphany)”
Lent: Humility 6
Teacher, they say, grant us whatever we ask of you. Assumptions rich in self, they see a throne, and seats on either side; surely theirs? For what other reason do they fight? Yet His kingdom is not of this world; its great ones do not presume, nor grasp. Losing and finding self, they serve, seeingContinue reading “Lent: Humility 6”
Love to the End
My king, the heavens were your throne, your seat. The task beneath us, we shuffled in our pride; All things beneath you, you God washed our feet. Undignified, so lowly, indiscrete! What, Rabbi, wash our feet? we all decried. My king, the heavens were your throne, your seat… With thrones to claim and enemies toContinue reading “Love to the End”
Easter Tuesday
It shatters; it transfigures: from dust, His kingdom lifts up dust, exalts our frame, remembers, changes, in His name, breathes new life into dry bones, reanimates the dead. Eleven dusty men, arise: the mountain-top reveals your king. All authority given Him, He gives to you. Lift feeble feet; He gives His message now toContinue reading “Easter Tuesday”
Lent 42: Tuesday of Holy Week
Yet dust we are we cannot stay awake and pray (the flesh is weak) and dust we are we walk away and hide ourselves in dull deceit. And dust He is yet more than dust transfigured with the Father’s grief; our dust He takes up to the Cross and dies beside a thief.
Lent 4: Saturday After Ash Wednesday
Elemental, yet controlling element – He who shapes dust also sweeps the seas, surveys their tides, searches land and sea, eyes attuned to every wave, scanning hearts and scouring minds, seeking men like fish. And then His hook goes out: Follow me. Can men defy the voice which once made light to be and knowsContinue reading “Lent 4: Saturday After Ash Wednesday”
The Consolations of Writing 