A blessing

May the God of Goodness shower you with blessings.
May the love and fidelity of God the Father nurture your daily living.
May the passion and truth of Jesus be your inspiration.
May the freedom and conviction of the Holy Spirit be your guide.

Remain in my love

John ch 15
As the Father has loved me, so I have loved you. Remain in my love ... just as I remain in his love. I have told you this so that my own joy may be in you and your joy be complete. Love one another, as I have loved you. ... You are my friends. ... I call you friends.
I am called to be part of this amazing circle of love and life that is the Trinity. In the power and strength of the Holy Spirit I am drawn into such a depth of compassionate, overflowing love. Dwelling in the heart of this 'holy friendship' nurtures me, graces me, sends me out to proclaim a gospel of joy. True friendship builds me up, stretches me and turns me towards the other.

The healing

Luke 17: 12-19
As Jesus entered a village, ten lepers approached him. Keeping their distance, they called out, saying “Jesus, Master, have mercy on us!” When he saw them, he said to them, “Go and show yourselves to the priests.” And as they went, they were made clean. Then one of them, when he saw that he was healed, turning back, praising God with a loud voice. He prostrated himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him. And he was a Samaritan. Then Jesus asked, “Were not ten made clean? But the other nine where are they? Was none of them found to return and give praise to God except this foreigner?” Then he said to him, “Get up and go on your way; your faith has made you well.”

I keep my distance and yet all the while I follow. I am not worthy. Have mercy, Lord, have mercy. Dare I approach your healing presence? Could it be that you will heal me too? I believe, help my unbelief. And as I turn I can hardly believe that it has happened to me, this new chance for life to the full. The desire to praise you exceeds all I ever knew. Face down before you the words spill out before your feet. Give thanks.

Let me see

Mark 10: 46-52

They came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus, son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. When he heard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” Jesus stood still and said, “Call him here.” And they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take heart; get up, he is calling you.” So throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. Then Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” The blind man said to him, “My teacher, let me see again.” Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and followed him on the way.

Have mercy on me Lord, I want to place my hope in your goodness. I want to shout with full voice so that you can hear me call. Let me see. Let me touch you so that you can bring me to life again in you. Let me speak of you and what it means to believe in you. Can it be true that you are calling me, right now here in the midst of my non-seeing? I hear the voices of those who encourage, cajole and hearten me to rise. But I realise, it is you inviting me to step up, to take the risk and yes, it is my faith that heals me. Because, you see, I always believed you would come.

Do you think you are the only one

Do you think you are the only one
who's lost something
precious?
Who desires someone magnificent
enough to be worthy of them?
Do you fear you are quite alone
on this path called life?
You're not.

I give my life

I give my life
again and again and again.
It unfolds before me, the Way.
As if the One I love
opens the corners of an envelope and lets me peek
at the wonder of this becoming.
It's always a shock, the seeing.
I can never quite believe that this is it.
This is all.
And it's too much and it's not enough.
I'm never quite enough for the task, for the vision, for the road
ahead.
But that's just me, that's ego, that's fear.
For God, all is as it should be.
That's all that counts, finally.

I've seen the green

Hey, I've seen the green and
I'm running towards it.
It's raining, it's grey, the sun splashes across the sea
and it all lights up.

Nothing to beat this.