Showing posts with label light. Show all posts
Showing posts with label light. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 June 2020

There must be a pony in here




Two boys were waiting for their birthdays to come. One was a pessimist and the other an optimist. The first boy was a greedy boy and wanted so many things but most especially he expected to get a drum.  When his birthday came he walked into his room and opened present after wonderful present. But, when no drum appeared, he sat down and wailed.
The second boy had no expectations of what he wanted for his birthday.  He would be happy with whatever came his way.  When the day came, he went into his room and all he found was a pile of manure.  He gleefully ran out to the shed, got a spade and started digging into the manure.  When asked what he thought he was doing, he replied
“with all this manure around, there must be a pony in here somewhere!”
One boy was the eternal pessimist and the other the eternal optimist! Having a positive attitude can stand us in good stead.  None more so than when we are living with so many restrictions in our lives.
It can be so easy to dwell on the negative – on what is wrong with the world. But, our faith is one of positivism.
Of the belief that God’s kingdom is possible here and now. That good can come out of bad. That the broken can be mended. That the lost can be found. That the light can shine through darkness. That sunshine can follow rain.
When we feel the pull of pessimism dragging us down may we remember the wee boy with the spade and keep looking for the positives in our situation.


Friday, 27 February 2015

Peace Prayer


The Peace Prayer of Saint Francis

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
Where there is error, truth;
Where there is injury, pardon;
Where there is doubt, faith;
Where there is despair, hope;
Where there is darkness, light;
And where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console;
To be understood as to understand;
To be loved as to love. 
For it is in giving that we receive;
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
It is in self-forgetting that we find;
And it is in dying to ourselves that we are born to eternal life.
Amen.

Tuesday, 9 December 2014

Green heart of the snowdrop

Green heart of the snowdropKate McIlhagga


Into a dark world
a snow-drop comes.
a benison of hope and peace
carrying within it a green heart
a symbol of God's renewing love
Come and inhabit our darkness
Lord Jesus Christ,
for dark and light
are alike to you.
May natures white candles of hope
remind us of your birth
and light our journey
through life and beyond.

Saturday, 13 October 2012

Stormy weather

Harbour wall at Arbroath, Scotland

Yesterday, heavy rain descended causing problems with our rivers and on our roads. Today the sea battered against the shoreline in Arbroath causing unwary bystanders to be soaked.

Stormy times batter our days.

The words of this hymn turn us in the direction of God's presence in the storms:-

God hath not promised skies always blue,
Flower strewn pathways all our lives through;
God hath not promised sun without rain,
Joy without sorrow, peace without pain.


God hath not promised we shall not know
Toil and temptation, trouble and woe;
He hath not told us we shall not bear
Many a burden, many a care.



God hath not promised smooth roads and wide,
Swift, easy travel, needing no guide;
Never a mountain rocky and steep,
Never a river turbid and deep.



But God hath promised strength for the day,
Rest for the labor, light for the way,
Grace for the trials, help from above,
Unfailing sympathy, undying love.




Monday, 3 September 2012

A light in the garden

Kinpurnie Castle gardens, Newtyle, July 2012

In Murray Bodo's story of the life of Clare of Assisi, A Light in the Garden, some of these seasons of the soul are touched upon:

The lives of Francis and Clare are themselves seasons of every soul, and it has something to do with Assisi in the spring becoming summer, surrendering to the gentle mists of fall, lying seemingly dead in winter, and waiting for the poppies of another spring ...

You choose your vocation in life over and over again. It is not a decision make once for all time when one is young. As Clare grew in experience and in understanding of her commitment, she had to say yes again and again to a way of life that was not exactly the life she expected at the beginning.

(From Celtic Daily Prayer - Inspirational prayers and readings from the Northumbria Community)


Monday, 20 February 2012

Shadow of the Galilean


Walking on the beach at Cruden Bay on Saturday, my husband and I stopped to take this photo of ourselves. We will smile as we look back - about ten minutes later the weather changed and it began snowing while we were still walking on the beach!

The photo reminds me of a book I studied at university called 'The Shadow of the Galilean' by Gerd Theissen. I loved the image that phrase brings to my mind. An image of Christ's shadow stretching down through the years (like my photo above) and covering us. He casts his shadow (in a good way) over our days and never leaves us. And of course, to be standing in his shadow facing him, we are looking towards the light.

Wednesday, 11 January 2012

From clouds to comforts



You mustn’t be frightened ... if a sadness rises in front of you, 
larger than any you have ever seen;
if an anxiety, like light and cloud–shadows, 
moves over your hands and everything you do.
You must realize that something is happening to you, 
that life has not forgotten you,
that it holds you in the palm of its hand and will not let you fall.

Rainer Maria Rilke


Friday, 6 January 2012

The Light of Luminous moments

Holy Island of Lindisfarne

David Adam, a writer in the Celtic tradition and former vicar of Holy Island and writes in his book 'Glimpses of Glory':-

"I love misty days when the sun suddenly breaks through, sometimes I have purposely driven high into the hills to rise out of the fog, knowing that it is low-lying fog and it can be overcome.

At the moment you nearly come out of the fog it takes on a strange brightness, a luminosity that promises something different. Then suddenly you are in a land of brightness and everything seems to be bathed in a new glory: sometimes it is as if the world is being totally renewed in colour and splendour, and we see creation taking place.

On Holy Island the main windows of our house face the west and the sunsets. On some cloudy days the sun manages at sunset to drop beneath the clouds and flood the land with light, every pool and bend in the river picks up that light in a reflected glory. It is then good to stop whatever you are doing for a few moments and let that glory enter you also. Occasionally I have to climb a small hill to see the reflected light better; I have to turn aside from what I am doing and take note of what is going on around me; I have to make an effort to behold the glory. Glory does suddenly break into our lives, yet we have to make the effort to see and experience it."

As R.S.Thomas wrote:-

'The Bright Field'

I have seen the sun break through
to illuminate a small field
for a while, and gone my way
and forgotten it.
But that was the pearl
of great price, the one field that had
the treasure in it. I realize now
that I must give all that i have
to possess it. Life is not hurrying ...
on to a receding future, not hankering after
an imagined past. It is the turning
aside like Moses to the miracle
of the lit bush: to a brightness
that seemed as transitory as your youth
once, but is the eternity that awaits you.

Being mindful of the present moment with its potential for surprise as God breaks through in the most unexpected ways.

Tuesday, 27 December 2011

The Illuminating Book Tree


Today I have been deep in a pile of books - writing one of three essays due for my 'How to Study Local History' course on the 23rd January. It has only taken 11 hours but that is it sent off now to my tutor in Inverness.  Before you feel sorry for me, it was no great hardship - I love books and I love writing about family history research.

Books have always been a great joy. Christmases and birthdays were made even more special if at least one of the packages was a hard rectangle shape aka 'A Book'!!

What a wealth of knowledge, inspiration, guidance, escapism, emotion etc has poured out of pages in front of me over the years. My favourites are too many to mention.

But, I will never forget the years when the Bible first impacted into my life. Sure, I had heard about it and dipped into it throughout childhood and teen years but that was all. It wasn't until my late twenties that the words came alive and started to intersect with my life. The power of them was unmistakable. For me it is a living word. I can return to familiar passages and find they say new things to me as the cross my life at a different point today.

The power of such words is eternal and like the Christmas book tree above can provided illumination in all corners of our lives.