Posts Tagged ‘spirituality’

At Pentecost

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Expectation hovered over them
as they, the believers there,
with their stories to tell,
and their memories to share….

Broke the bread and drank the wine
for a death that didn’t last,
sang the Psalms, spoke his words
from the three years past.

Squashed together in the upper room,
the rough with the refined,
their commonality their faith,
their joy the strongest bind.

A whistling cyclone filled the house
and as light as the touch of grace,
tongues of fire fell on their heads
and languages filled the place.

They spoke in tongues unknown,
of God and his wondrous ways;
the Spirit upon them, they spoke his words,
as prophesied for the last days.

The Church was born in that upper room
that Pentecost Sunday, that day,
Believing, accepting the message they heard
three thousand followed The Way.

Expectation turned to worship,
to boldness and to power,
that flowed out to the nations
from that place, from that hour.

© Copyright Ellen Carr 2017

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There is Resurrection (Easter: Part 3)

There is Despair (Easter: Part 2)

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There was Darkness (Easter: Part 1)

But Who?

jigsaw-its-still-puzzling-meDazzling beauty greets us

as we lift our gaze

to grandest mountains,

watching soft clouds drift

across a sapphire sky,

as a great hawk soars overhead.

But who is the artist?

 

Symphonic sounds rise together,

piercing the silence

of the morning light,

heralding joyous life,

a bird-song of movement,

and natural melodies.

But who writes the music?

 

Minute creatures crawl the ground,

slither and creep around

on tiny stomachs and legs,

weaving their silken webs,

or trailing silvery lines

in fine precision.

But who is their designer?

 

In intricacy or grandeur,

in whispers, or roaring waves,

the microscopic, the gigantic,

tiny feelers, or highest peaks,

all is in order,

all follows a plan.

There is One who oversees it all.

 

The jigsaw is fitted together,

so nothing is out of its place,

each piece the design of the Maker,

fashioned in detail by His hands

to take its place

in the glorious world,

sustained by His wisdom and care.

 

The mystery of the beginning,

the puzzle of how things will end,

in the hands of the loving Creator,

are ordered, secure and sure,

in His big plan

for all of time.

The puzzle is complete.

Pentecost

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A motley crew, we wait and pray.

The Master's gone. We wished he'd stay.

The Baptism, the promised power,

is coming soon, the awaited hour.


Pentecost. We're all together,

A violent wind, noisy weather,

blows inside, a mighty sound.

Tongues of fire spread around,

rest upon each person's head.

Our voices speak, Spirit-led.


We speak in words of unknown tongue,

men and women, old and young.

A traveller come from far away,

hears his language on that day.

He understands. The words are clear,

a simple message to his ear.

Jesus Saviour, Lord of all,

great Messiah. Heed his call.


Brother Peter takes the floor,

tells the Good News, stirs up awe.

Calls repentance. Be baptised.

Receive the Spirit, the gift so prized.


Thousands listen, turn around,

to follow Jesus, freedom found.

A Church explosion, mighty acts,

prayer and praise. Amazing facts.

© Ellen Carr 2016

Shrove Tuesday

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A Dutch celebration of Shrovetide, The Fight Between Carnival and Lent (1559),

Pieter Breughel the Elder

Did we need an excuse

to feast?

Did we need a reason

to pancake our eggs

to sizzle our fat?

 

Did we need to shrive*

for our sins?

Did we need this preparation

for our giving up

for deprivation?

 

We come forgiven

to Lent.

We come for renewal,

to grow in grace,

to be refined.

 

May we come closer to You

to listen.

May we overcome the temptation

to please ourselves,

more to live Your way.

 

© Ellen Carr 2014

* To confess one’s sins

With an evangelical background I never really thought about Lent until recently. Now, some of the seasonal structures seem to add richness to the year. The mileposts are reminders.