Goodbye #01
Grief interrupts life Tears soak agendas We long for predictability yet loss overwhelms & all we have is lament Death and goodbyes are numbing experiences. Regardless of any sense of preparation, once
#MicroPoetry|September ’14 Verses
Every month I tweet #MicroPoetry! In 140 characters, they are part prayer, thought, reflection, challenge or something in-between. I look forward to sharing them with you and hope that they may lead to reflection, musing
Failure
Strength's illusionconceals weakness' fortitudeSuccess' miragemasks failure's courageHope subverts & meek shine What can I say? I’ve been empowered by ‘failure’ lately. I love the subversive whispering it does to a church facing a
Shadowlands
“‘There was a real railway accident,’ said Aslan softly. ‘Your father and mother and all of you are – as you used to call it in the Shadowlands – dead. The term is over:
Vignette|Naomi
Stories … they’re funny things. This A Deacon’s Musing feature will share vignettes of voices that are (often) an amalgamation of experiences, contexts and people. They will frequently be monologues, which will be speaking
#MicroPoetry|July ’14 Verses
Every month I tweet #MicroPoetry! In 140 characters, they are part prayer, thought, reflection, challenge or something in-between. I look forward to sharing them with you and hope that they may lead to reflection, musing
Old Seeds, New Soil
Old Seeds, New Soil Credit: Richard Manley-Tannis This week's blog offers the fruition of the musing of two previous blogs: Seeds & The Word. Both of these blogs were used to
The Word
So, there I am, it’s 1997 and I’m not an atypical Gen-X’er. I distrust(ed) institutions, certainly lumped organised religion into that camp and I am (was) cynical about most public offices, politicians, celebrities, and certainly men and women who claimed to lead their flock.
Meetings
Mindfulness Image: Yuya Tamai What I find so very amazing is our capacity to live in tension. When we are intentional and mindful to the Now, even when we know our own stuff,
Seeds
The kingdom of heaven is like a mustard seed that someone took and sowed in his field … Matthew 13:31 Mustard Seeds Photo: Mattie Hagedorn I love language.