By Rodney Marsh — Here follows a poem I wrote about my experience of learning the practice of Christian Meditation in the John Main tradition. This ‘mantra’ style of prayer…
A poem by Ana Lisa De Jong — What would happen if we retreated back a few hundred kilometres into space. What would we do with a world that’s divided.…
‘Crack’ inspired after the shootings in Dayton and El Paso by Ana Lisa de Jong— The wind is high, and we can hear the hollows through the branches, like reed…
By Catherine Lawton — Look at Me! “Look at me, Cathy.” Downcast, ashamed, I shrank from seeing my father’s disappointment, his sadness, maybe anger. I was little; he was big.…
Pentecost is this Sunday. Enjoy this beautiful poem by John Birch — Pentecost When was the last time that we heard the wind of your Spirit roar through this place?…
By Talitha Fraser — On Wednesdays I pick my goddaughter up from school and we go on together to her brothers day care centre, we sometimes walk quickly and can…
By John Birch — Thank you Lord that when we are feeling proud, arrogant, beyond reproach, pleased with ourselves, self-sufficient in all our ways, you remind us that for people…
By Catherine Lawton — We grieve when snow falls on Good Friday eve. What about the greening, the beginnings of spring? when like manna fallen from Heaven– “My body broken…
