Meditation on Mark 16
Mark 16 is a short account of the Resurrection of Jesus in which the women who had gone to the tomb to anoint his body on the third day, ( remember that they had been prevented from doing this because of the Sabbath) run away in fear. In fact the gospel ends on the preposition…
The Journey
I love this painting of the Emmaus Road by Daniel Bonnell. There are the layered colours, the partially foreboding ultramarine sky, the pink and purple and orange sky which speaks of loss and bereavement but also passion, the cerulean blue above the yellow and orange sun.We see the three lonely figures in the right hand…
Emmaus Moments
The Supper at Emmaus, a painting by Caravaggio, 1601. Notice the moment of recognition. The surprise and amazement in those gathered around the Christ. There is a wonderful sense of drama. The hand of the disciple reaching out of the painting to us and the bowl of fruit over the edge of the table. Two…
Easter Tree Blessing
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Easter Joy
Peter sees the early morning emptiness of the tomb. Felt the warmth of the linen cloths and moth-like pulse across his brow He is risen now. Mary looks into the darknessthe tomb of all her sadness.Firmly facing her fearsshe gazesuntil angels shimmer in dance. Mary is not mistakenthinking you to be the gardener.The earthiness of…
And Still I Rise 2019
May Reflection 2019 – And Still I Rise Dear Friends, Easter is a time when we celebrate the resurrection of Christ and all our experiences of new life in the natural world and within ourselves on this journey of life. I love the poem by Maya Angelou, And Still I Rise. I quote the final…
The Race to the Tomb by Bob Commin
The Race to the Tomb Mary Magdalene came running She came crying and running She cried: ‘Peter! John! They have taken the body. The stone is rolled away. The huge stone, taller than a man Wider than a team of oxen, Rolled away. The tomb empty, the body of Jesus gone. Peter looked up, saw…
Thomas the twin
Ever thought of Thomas’s twin Where doors are shut in the upper room The twins, faith and doubt Of science’s fact, of faith’s trust How the one leaps into the mystery of the other How I trust the one, deny the other But one is the mirror of the other Who is the twin I…
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