Tuesday, 13 July, 2021

 

Sunday 27 June 2021

 

Saturday evening

 

 

 

 I

will

bow

down 

toward 

your holy temple and 

praise your Name because

of your love and faithfulness.

Shrove Tuesday evening

  _Psalm 36:9____________

and 

in 

your 

light 

we 

see 

light 

Sunday, January 26, 2020, The Third Sunday after the Epiphany

                  _Psalm 63:1,2______________

     

 O God, 

 you are

 my God; 

 eagerly I 

 seek you; 

 my soul 

 thirsts

 for you, 

my flesh 

faints for you, as in a barren and 

dry land where there is no water. 

Therefore I have gazed upon you

you in your your holy place, 

that I might b hold your

power &  your glory.

Saturday Evening Prayer

                    ___Antiphon: Psalm 116___

       

        I 

        will 

        lift 

        up 

        the 

        cup 

        of 

        salvation and call upon 

          the Name of the Lord.

Sunday Evening Prayer

                                                __________________________Psalm 8:1_

             

              How 

              dear

                  to  

                me 

                   is 

             your 

             dwel-

               ling, 

               O Lord of hosts!

                             My heart and my flesh 

                            rejoice in the living God.

A lovely Sunday evening

                                                                    ____________Psalm 84:1

       

             

             

            

            How dear 

            to me 

            is your 

            dwelling, 

            O Lord

            of hosts! 

            My soul 

            has a 

            desire 

            and a 

            longing 

            for the 

            courts 

               of the Lord; 

                   my heart and my  flesh 

                         rejoice in the living God. 

      I’am still constantly amazed as how  present and involved and near God is to us! (“Closer than breathing, sweets.”   “Oh I now, butI mean REALLY! “ “So do I. Really.”)  I had read all the way through Evening Prayer  and yes, this was my verse. I came into my computer (Onesimus)  with an image I love in my mind, of  the door of St David’s slightly ajar. Ready to slip in, I set to work   - composition, font, colors.  And I could not make it work. Because that was not my image. Or,  it was my image, what it was not was  God’s image.  (“Who’s in charge?” “ You’re in charge.”)  And then it all fell into place.  To-night it was not an image of walking  into the enclosing womb of the church, but being perch-ed on the top of the cross, ready to fly.  God cracks me up and fills me with awe and delight.

A Sunday in Ordinary Time

Do not be afraid little flock; 

it is your Father’s good pleasure

to give you the kingdom. Luke 12:32