The psalm set for the daily Eucharist today is Psalm 1: the tree planted beside the water. So here's a doodle to go with it, which may end up being the sketch for a painting I'm doing for a friend over Christmas... Two versions: one with the words and one without.
The gospel reading for today's Eucharist is Luke 5.17-26, the story of the man whose friends lowered him through a hole in the roof to get him to Jesus for healing. A quick search of google images failed to yield many pictures from the main character's viewpoint, so I thought I'd have a go at... Continue Reading →
When I read the parable of the wise and foolish builders, I find myself wondering how the metaphor of a house that can stand firm against the storm, ensuring the safety of the house-builder, jives with the command to be hospitable. There is work to be done, here, I think, about the relationship between metaphors... Continue Reading →
The new testament reading set for morning prayer today, when we remember St Nicholas of Myra, is Mark 10.13-16: People were bringing little children to him in order that he might touch them; and the disciples spoke sternly to them. But when Jesus saw this, he was indignant and said to them, ‘Let the little children... Continue Reading →
Rich pickings again (visually speaking) from the daily Eucharistic lectionary: Isaiah 11.1-10 and Luke 10.21-24. Look away now if you don't like snakes. Also, look away now if you're not keen on poor quality drawings of people and prefer word-based art like yesterday's doodle. A shoot shall come out from the stock of Jesse, and a branch... Continue Reading →
I don't know yet if I'll try for (let alone succeed at) a doodle a day again, but here's day one, based on the readings from today's Eucharist (bits of Isaiah 2 & Matthew 8) and the hymn that seemed most to resonate with them. We are those who come from North and South and... Continue Reading →
Now it's almost advent, here are some Christmassy things that might be worth sharing. A simple Christmas carol to the tune of the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy: Little baby, sweetly slumbering, Cradled and cuddled in Mary’s loving arms. In the sky are angels gathering, but for now, here below, all is still and... Continue Reading →
This was written for a friend, who wanted a new carol to sing as part of a nativity play. It goes to the tune of the Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy (from Tschaikovsky’s Nutcracker Suite). Nothing profound here, just something to meet a particular need. Little baby, sweetly slumbering, Cradled and cuddled in Mary’s... Continue Reading →