If you haven’t already seen it, take a look at this, the website for the Cambridge Stations. And better still, if you can, go along in person to any or all of the installations and artworks that have been specially commissioned as part of this pop-up reflective project for Lent. The tradition of following the … More Stations of the Cross
The eastern sky was liquid-red this morning. Though the sun’s well up, the air is cold, There’s something dark – a shepherd’s warning? That’s the phrase, I think. And I’ve been told They had a shepherd-king, once, long ago. A king! Imagine that. Who’d want to rule A people who, in fear, would stoop so … More Pontius Pilate’s random thoughts about how it’s everyone else’s fault
Here are the three Easter hymns that I have written, conveniently copied into one post so you can find them easily. Easter Morning hymn The tune is Praise my soul / Lauda anima. Early, while the world was sleeping, to the garden Mary came; lost in lonely grief, still weeping till in love you spoke her … More Easter Hymns
This is a reflection / poemy thing based on the Palm Sunday gospel (the one with the stones), and making reference, among other things, to the Temptations of Jesus, the averted stoning of the woman in John 8, and the prophecy about the destruction of the temple. We could have been the temple, if … More What do the stones say?