Friday, 2 August 2013

Lammas Blessing



The beginning of August is Lammas  from Anglo-Saxon hlaf-mass, "loaf-mas", the festival of the  wheat harvest. In pagan culture, the festival celebrates in  thanksgiving for the fruits of the harvest which had been given by the long days of the Sun. This is a place of in-between; the summer sun can be at its strongest and often interspersed with the storms of Lammas tears. 

The season is dedicated to the Celtic god, Lugh; who offers his life to be reborn in the harvest and the goddess, Demeter; who offered her daughter Persephone to the lord of the underworld for the months of winter. 

This was the time when, on the highest of hills,  the Harvest King or Queen would be seated in a throne of late summer flowers and sheaves of wheat; a sacrifice of thanksgiving from the community. Whether this became an actual 'sacrifice' is lost in the legends of time and was later baptised by the raising of  Celtic Crosses on 'hills' of stone steps in the village square. 

Wheat is usually the first harvest of the autumn. Bread would be made from the first pickings and used as a protective charm around the barns and houses, with an expectation that, as long as the bread was there, no-one would go hungry.

In Celtic Christianity, very little changed -   a loaf would be made from the first pickings of the crop and brought into church for the Mass. The loaf was blessed, and divided amongst the congregation; it would be kept in the home as a symbol of the sharing of God's blessing. In every Mass we give thanks to God who gives us the food and drink that we need to live.

As Christians we should be aware of  the generosity of our God,  Lord of all Creation. Particularly in these times when there are many of us who live well and often,  because of processed and fast foods, without any knowledge of where our food comes from. It would be good to take a moment sometime today to realise that even the most basic of foods has a life in God; has come to us through a cycle of life that has spanned centuries; that belongs to a pattern of interdependence that we are a part of - not in charge of.

You may not have a field to harvest, or the wherewithal to bake the first loaf of the season. Perhaps instead, take a moment at mealtimes to consider our food; how it comes to us; how we would be without it; how we could share it  - and to give thanks.

Lammas Blessing

Blessing of the Seven Days 
that bring the world to life

Blessing of the Sun and Moon 
that bring the seasons of the world

Blessing of the Earth and Rain 
that form the cradle of the world 

Blessings of the Seed and Shoot
that find birthing in the world

Blessing of the Harvest
that  celebrates its life
by giving it away.

Blessed be

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Thursday, 18 April 2013

Do you really not know



Do you really not know who I am
Is your heart not ablaze at my voice
Lift your eyes from their mirror of fear
Let the promise I made you be true

Is your heart not ablaze at my voice
Love seeks to be truly embraced
Let the promise I made you be true
And the song of the heavens ring out

Love seeks to be truly embraced
In the silence, the soul touches soul
And the song of the heavens ring out
Star speaks to star in bright silvered light

In the silence, the soul touches soul
In the longing you don't know you know
Star speaks to star in bright, silvered light
O come and be part of the making

In the longing you don't know you know
Lift your eyes from their mirror of fear
O come and be part of the making
Do you really not know who I am



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Wednesday, 17 April 2013

Corpus Christi



Given, helpless
Sticky with blood
Slippery with sweat
Enfolded into his mother.
First words; first steps:
Giggles and tickles;
Sneezes and coughs;
Tears, hiccups.
Body of Christ

Falls from trees
Scraped knees, bloody noses;
Splinters, ‘too hot!’ burns;
Nettlerash, pimples;
Dirt ingrained in fingerprint whorls
Calluses, bitten nails
Blistered shoulders
Slipped chisel scars
Body of Christ

Face of a wanderer
Laughter lines etched deep
Leathered skin
Speaking of Love
Giving peace with a kiss
Courage with a word
Sharing of Body and Blood
Food for the journey
Body of Christ

Surrendered
Agonised flesh
Tortured, tormented,
Defiled, pierced
Given, helpless
Sticky with blood
Slippery with sweat
Enfolded into his Father
Body of Christ

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Tuesday, 16 April 2013

Reflection Psalm 89





I was one voice, Lord
Singing your faithfulness and your compassion
A song that repeated my own heart
‘I will love you always’.


The heavens caught the air
Stars bursting with melody across the skies
The metre marking light speed
In praise of Love eternal.

As above, so below
The rhythm of Earth’s lifeblood throbbed.
The cadence of the tides
Love’s own heartbeat.

The compass of the Universe turned
Drawing harmony and counterpoint together
Creation wove the score in rainbow shades
A celestial symphony.

Magnificent, but too much
I am just one voice in this song of the spheres
And all so far above me
I have lost my place.

Only a sigh, Lord
But a remembering of where we first met
In the pause between breaths
In the rest of a heartbeat.

That is where you are, Lord
The music refined by the mystery of your Presence
Your song to me in the spaces between
‘Always, I will love you’.



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Monday, 15 April 2013

Psalm 23 Reflection




You care for me as a shepherd for a lamb;
Finding fields of  fragrant clover;
Pools of clear water;
A haven for my soul.
With You I walk in ways of truth.

Death holds no fear for me;
Depths of despair will not bind me;
For you have not left me alone;
You guard me with weapons of truth and justice.

You feed me with the Bread of Life;
Despite those who rage against me;
Blessed by your Love;
I can ask for no more.
Every day of my life is filled with You;
My resting place in Your arms
Forever.

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Wednesday, 10 April 2013

Pass it on



As the Father sent me, 
so I am sending you –
Pass it on.
As the Father loves me, 
so, indeed, do I love you – 
Pass it on.
The Kingdom's not another place 
It’s  another frame of mind, 
Go and proclaim
Go and show
Go and tell
Go and do
Go and live forever
In my name
Pass it on




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Tuesday, 9 April 2013

Litany for the Unworthy


Litany for the Unworthy


Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world

have mercy on us
We who demand to be fed
We who listen but do not understand
We who would have followed the crowd
We who would have ran away
We who have the answers
We who do not show mercy
We who do not say thank you
We who know better
We who define you
We who can only go so far
We who betray you
We who cage you
We who do not see you
We who love you
Have mercy on us

And let our hearts be broken

Let our hearts be broken
By the generosity of your love 
By the humility and obedience of your kingship
By the injustice and cruelty of your sacrifice
By the knowledge of your innocence
Let our hearts be broken 
so that through our wounds 
you may enter
And take away our sin
Amen