Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Out of the Mouths of Babes
Sarah, aged four, patting her bottom with inquisitive glee: "God made bottoms, didn't He?" Me, aged twenty-five: "Yes, I think He did". Sarah: "He had to make us with bottoms, didn't He? If He didn't::: gestures to her tummy and farty noises made::: we'd explode, huh?" All of which begs the...
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Monday, January 24, 2005
Returning
Another favourite poem, the inspiration for the title of this blog. (I am not sure whom wrote this poem, it is from 'Returnings', a collection of words from Jewish writers). The house of God will never close to those that yearn, Nor will the wicks die out that in the branches turn; And all the...
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Thursday, January 20, 2005
A Farewell Wish for Pastor B.
One Almost Might ( by A.S.J.Tessimond ) Wouldn't you say, Wouldn't you say: one day, With a little more time or a little more patience, one might Disentangle for separate, deliberate, slow delight, one of the moment's hundred strands, unfray. Beginnings from endings, this from that, survey. Say a...
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