Writing
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Of all prophets and seers tradition presents just three, openingthe clasp of heaven’s veil... more»
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The new song we would sing on Christmas morning is more a lullaby than a national anthem, it is a quiet, thankful song that longs for peace and rest and comfort, it is a song that sings of grace. more»
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A stall beneath a public hall: Journey’s end – could this be – the beginning quest? more»
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Some writers reflect on the 12 days of the song... more»
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Beauty blossoms the landscape of the bare heart warming it like the breath of creatures healing like nectar... more»
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But we must be careful to not too soon forget, the one to whose feet we bring our treasures. more»
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when all is said and done that might and power... more»
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...Christians should never be triumphalist as the magnificent truth of the gospel is always framed in thin, beautiful, delicate ice. more»
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Do we know that within each one of us is the unspeakably beautiful beat of the Sacred? more»
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There is something telling about the fact that the very day after Christmas the Church celebrates the Feast of Stephen, the first Martyr. more»
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Has God forgotten the children, has he left and turned out the light? Can we believe to find him in the darkness, can the children see him at all? more»
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try and describe the softest thing a tree's sheen of green in spring a cloud drifting - only blue behind - the breath of a new baby... more»
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Stress and distress, crisis on crisis, mind, body and spirit cannot take much more... more»
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The myths that come from inherited memories are well worth holding with care. Care to serve the realities of lives deserving memorial and care to offer minds yet to come the scope to understand the complex depth of history's tradition on which we stand. more»