Silent God This is my prayer—That, though I may not see,I be awareOf the Silent GodWho stands by me.That, though I may not feel,I be...
We are baffled Christ is RisenHe is risen indeed!We are baffled by the very Easter claim we voice.Your new life fits none of our...
"And yet ..." each piece carefully and thoughtfully removedlayers peeled awayharsh, barren surfacesand yet ... The light dimmedThe...
Psalm 150 Some folks fool themselves into believing,But I know what I know once, at the heightOf hopeless touching, my man and I...
An offering from Stephanie Wood, Curate at St John's - Emily Dickinson's "Hope is the thing with feathers" with this reflection: I...
At Last the New Arriving Like the horn you played in Catholic schoolthe city will open its mouth and cry out. Don't worry 'bout...
An offering from Susan McCabe - member of St John's community, who shared this painting and this poem to go with it: Sonnets to...
Today's Art and Soul offering was suggested by Sabina Singh, local luminary, scholar-activist, and politician. It's an untitled work by...
Today's Poem is shared with us by Susan Bansgrove, Parish Councillor and active part of the community of St John the Divine. She...
I offered this poem to many of my patients when I was serving as a Chaplain for Providence Health Care. In particular, my patients who...
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings The free bird leapson the back of the windand floats downstreamtill the current...
A contribution from another Parishioner at St John's for today - a song lyric from 'The Celtic Women" submitted by Terry Needham, PC...
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings A free bird leapson the back of the windand floats downstreamtill the current endsand dips his...
Today Today I’m flying low and I’mnot saying a wordI’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must,the...
Scripture “You have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight. Surely everyone stands as a mere...
A Little Beautiful We have a wild, sweet life. We consume it ‘til we’re dead - maybe laugh through silence, maybe sleep in our...
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