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Holy Week Inhabiting
We are touched by the same oil Inhale the same fragrance. Your life, my life, Your death, my death.
Read MorePalm Sunday: a Prayer, A Poem, A Practice
A Palm Sunday Prayer Holy OneYou ride through this lifeon the bony back of our stories,on the spread of our hopes You do not shun the confusion of our longingsor the brevity of our commitments.You meet us in the midst of themand by your Presence gather us closeand make us the more that we are.…
Read MoreNovember Table Church -Thresholds & Thin Places
Sometimes something shivers us — a sunset, a single wildflower, a child playing in the park or in the street, a thousand scenes, a thousand times. That shiver is awe, wonder, a primal feeling, a sense of overwhelming meaning and mystery at the same time. Ted Loder in Loaves, Fishes and Leftovers All through…
Read MoreOctober Table Church
“If the only prayer you said was thank you, that would be enough.” ― Meister Eckhart For this first series of Table Church gatherings we’re focusing on the ‘flavour’ of each month. In September it was “beginning”, in October “thanksgiving”. Don’t worry, I know that many of us might feel thanksgiving is too much to ask right…
Read MoreTable Church ~ Beginning
Always, we begin again. Benedict When I was imagining how the frame of these gatherings might be built, I thought of the flavour I taste in each month. In September, even though I’ve been out of school for a while, I still taste beginnings. The fall crisp gives me an energy boost and I am…
Read MoreWhat’s Table Church and Why
Why Table Church? To be vital in our living and our dying as individuals and as congregations we need to practice our faith close to the ground, in the ordinary doings of day to day life. The table is one of those places.
Read MoreThe Hollow in our Hearts
Here we are on the edge of Holy Week. The parade is over; spent petals and tattered banners still blow down the empty streets. Some have stuck their palm fronds in the planters round the lamp posts. Some have forgotten their coats and there is a tiny sneaker on the curb. The air has caught…
Read MoreBroken-open community
As I reflected on the heft of my heart, sitting in a room with so many others, each of us on our own journey, our paths mingling and diverging, I felt the strength of brokenness.
Read MorePrayer for Beginning a Meeting
Holy One, We come, each carrying our own story our own vision our own hopes and our own purpose all to be threaded into the great story that is Your life with ours
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