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A Skinny Fairtrade Latte in the Food Court of Life - Page 5

  • Prayers for Mothering Sunday (2)

    A second prayer of mine, from many years ago, and soon to be published...

    I am thinking of you,
    Mothers that are,
    Mothers that were,
    Mothers that will be,
    Mothers that will never be
    Mothers that never were
    Mothers that are not yet...
    Thinking of you and praying, somehow, for you...

    The new mother exhausted from labour whose new-born will
    not suckle
    The elderly mother whose age-eroded mind can no longer
    recognise her own child
    The frazzled mother whose children seem out of control
    The mother who now nurses her own mother
    The mother who longs to linger but is lured by death to eternity
    The unexpected mother whose swelling belly bears witness to
    unplanned activity
    The shamed mother, whose rapist’s features stare at her from
    infancy’s innocence
    The stepmother trying, perhaps too hard, to get it right
    The adoptive mother, finally holding the longed-for child
    The mother who cannot be mother, life-saving drugs having
    destroyed her fertility
    The longs-to-be mother whose body has let her down yet again
    The mother who cares for her children’s children, her child
    having died
    The mother who sits alone, rejected, neglected, unloved
    The mother who clings to bitterness and refuses to be
    The mother who feels she has failed
    The mother who dances for joy at her children’s achievements
    The mother who lets go of the apron strings, and delights to see
    her children grown
    The mother who sacrificed her career to fulfil her calling as
    The mother who...
    The mothers that were
    The mothers that are
    The mothers that will be
    The mothers that weren’t
    The mothers that aren’t
    The mothers that never will be

    On this Mothering Sunday,
    May the mother-love of God,
    In whom we are each conceived,
    Surround and fill you,
    Whatever you may be.


  • Prayers for Mothering Sunday (1)

    These prayers of mine are not new, but they remain relevant, and will soon be published.


    Mothering God

    Mothering God, hold in the safe embrace of your love

    Those who mourn

    Those who ache with longing

    Those whose hearts are pierced as by a sword


    Mothering God, like a small child learning to walk, take by the hand

    Those who attempt new things

    Those who are uncertain or unsure

    Those who wobble and weave


    Mothering God, like a dancing partner, spin with delight

    Those who rejoice in success

    Those whose dreams have found fulfilment

    Those who dream the dreams of your Kingdom


    Mothering God, grant they all may find themselves

    Comfortably resting

    Like a weaned child

    On the parent's knee.



  • Hymns of Comfort in Troubled Times...

    A few hymns I have been known to sing in the night...

    It is well


    Blessed be the Tie that Binds

    Nada te Turbe (Let nothing disturb you)


  • The Fifth Day

    Today's image is one from a long time ago, but none the less it's a good one.

    Hope springs eternal, so the saying goes - and as I look around, I certainly see signs of hope.

    Last night I ame across this rather amazing little video of people self-isolation in Edinburgh... 'Sunshne on Leith' is one of my favourite 'weepy' songs...

    sunshine on leith

    And one of our own folk wrote this rather marvellous poem called 'Broadband Church'

    Today I am really grateful for the folk who look after communications for our church.

    Now, back to today's 'to do' list!!

  • The Fourth Day

    This afternoon I had the luxury of spending time sat in the back of a car, driving through glorious countryside, en route to Loch Lomond where I conducted a minimalist wedding ceremony for a couple whose wedding had been brought forward, twice, as a result of recent events.

    I was a beautiful setting, and the people passing, at a distance, on the public footpath created a great 'cloud of witnesses' who cheered as the couple sealed their marriage with a kiss (they do, after all already live in the same house...)

    It was a very precious few minutes, full of love and laughter, tenderness and tenacity.  May God bless you M & J - I look forward to seeing the photo with me standing 2m distant!!

    M and J.jpg