RIGHT WITH GOD…

English: St. Paul's, London. One of Sir Christ...

St. Paul’s, London. One of Sir Christopher Wren’s Masterpieces. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

RIGHT WITH GOD
“Now that we have been put right with God through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. He has brought us by faith into this experience of God’s grace, in which we now live. And so we boast of the hope we have of sharing God’s glory! We also boast of our troubles, because we know that trouble produces endurance, endurance brings God’s approval, and his approval creates hope. This hope does not disappoint us, for God has poured out his love into our hearts by means of the Holy Spirit, who is God’s gift to us.”
– Paul’s Letter to the Romans 5: 1-5
(Good News Bible)

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A THING OF FAITH

The Hajj kicks into full gear

The Hajj (Photo credit: Al Jazeera English)

That elusive thing keeping us going
That lubricator of motivation
That gives life its meaning
That precious ingredient amply
Bestowed on some, and not all
That seed needing nurturing
To produce belief in the greater god;
The feeling that no matter how
Bad a life, its maker understands
Forgives and loves:
That balm of peace.
That ointment of comfort.
That destroyer of fear.
That redeeming grace.

©Millicent Danker
24 July 2013

SUNDAY HEALING

Monastery of Saint Anthony, Egypt Français : L...

Monastery of Saint Anthony, Egypt Français : Le monastère Saint-Antoine, en Égypte. Nederlands: Het klooster van Sint-Antonius, in Egypte. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There was a pew into which I sat with a red missal in my lap

It lay open in my hands to the readings

The holy Anthony at my side, I found myself in a subtle place

At first there were the usual entreaties to God in my chattering mind

Then there were only words from the source

These:  Love, faith, hope, peace

My hands were a vessel into which they poured

And after a while I couldn’t feel them any more

I had only an awareness of self

I would have visited for a longer time

Had a tear not emerged from the inner recesses of my right eye

To explode down my cheek

It willed me to open that eye, to look for something to wipe it with

And only then did I realise how far I had gone into silence

Into that space which is short of me and the other –

And I noticed my book, still weightless

in the palms of my hands still open for more –

But the mass had ended.

© Millicent Danker
30 September 2012

When Things Go …

When Things Go Wrong
(Originally the prayer of Cardinal Newman, 1801-1890)

Newman window in Oriel

Newman window in Oriel (Photo credit: Lawrence OP)

“I will trust God. Whatever, wherever I am,
I can never be thrown away.
If I am in sickness, my sickness may serve him;
In perplexity, my perplexity may serve him.
He does nothing in vain. He knows what he is about.
He may take away my friends. He may throw me among strangers.
He may make me desolate, make my spirits sink,
Hide my future from me, still he knows what he is about.”