The story that we heard read today from the book of exodus is a
controversial one, like many of the stories in the bible, its
controversial for what it claims, controversial for what i...
When I was a little girl I would hold my father's EP records up to the light
and try to see if I could see the tiny orchestras and conductors
with their instruments and their top hats
hidden in ...
Birth, rebirth, baptism, born again,
born of the spirit, renewed, restored.
Re-awakened, reconciled, reconciliation sorry, so sorry
So, so sorry.
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Come follow, follow, follow, follow, follow, follow me.
Come follow me and I will make you fishers of men.
When did you first hear these words?
Come follow me and I will make you fishers of men ...
In the beginning, in the beginning, In the beginning there was..
There was what?
Perfection?
Perhaps?
Spinning stars?
Maybe.
A garden?
Why not.
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Over ten years ago, my sister sat on the banks of a river on the
Thai Burmese border and held the hand of a young Kareni boy,
an indigenous boy of Burma, a boy whose family had been killed, a boy who had wanted to be a doctor, a boy who had lost his homeland. 10 years ago, by the waters, they sat.
The God of the Old Testament has a curious way of speaking.
I don’t know if you have ever noticed it but it this God,
who is often,
but not always,
referred to in the masculine,
has a tendancy of talking about himself in the third person.
A bit like the queen.
I want you to listen for a moment to a song given to us by God.
It is a subtle song. Almost at times a silent song.
It is the song of the Tamar Valley. A song of bird and wind on meadow.
A song of grass soft on the hill.
A song of ancient gum and surrounding old growth.
Lets listen to the sound of spirit.
‘Mind the gap sir’
Mind the gap Madame’
‘Mind the gap’
I don’t know how many of you have travelled in the UK but those of you who have would be familiar with the call that greets the ear
at every British railway station.
‘Mind the gap’
Bright blue eyes.
A wee upturned nose.
Two tiny fists curling and uncurling.
A flailing of little arms and legs.
A smile that breaks open the hearts of all who gaze upon her.
