These prayers are in part created after attending the memorial service of New Zealand unionist, Helen Kelly… and for the Sunday before All Hallows Eve.
God beyond and within, All Saints and All Souls is in some way about those who have died, those who have gone before us, those to whom we show respect and love.
We come with gratitude to heroes and saints: those famous and those known only to ourselves—we name them in silence; those who had a public life and a private life, those who stood for causes, those who wanted justice, those who wanted a better world; those who have simply smiled or said hello.
While many of our heroes and saints have indeed passed away, they are still alive in our minds and hearts, their causes and need for justice remain: may we continue with the fight for those causes.
However many days or weeks or years, their memory and spirit remains alive and well.
God beyond and within may we be tricked and treated; may we smile and laugh.
© Graham Howell (2016), Wellington
Faith is having the courage to keep our vision
and to find our way
through the smaller rules and regulations,
to keep the flame of hope alive,
and to find ways of facing up to change and transitions.
when the road ahead looms endless
empower us to be companions
for one another along the road.
when the road forward is blocked
inspire in us creative responses
that move us beyond the barriers.
when the road before us divides
enable us to make a good choice of direction.
(Shared by Maxine Cunningham)
Come and see
the star in the sky
the spangle of angels
the spark in our eyes.
Come and see
the table prepared
the wine in new skins
the Seder bread. Continue reading St Andrew’s Carol
Words by John Bell. Tune: Kingston
1. What shall we pray for those who died
those on whose death our lives relied?
Silenced by war but not denied,
God give them peace.
Continue reading What shall we pray for those who died?
Honour the dead, our country’s fighting brave,
honour our children left in foreign grave,
where poppies blow and sorrow seeds her flowers,
honour the crosses marked forever ours.
Weep for the places ravaged with our blood,
weep for the young bones buried in the mud,
weep for the powers of violence and greed,
weep for the deals done in the name of need. Continue reading HYMN FOR ANZAC DAY – Shirley Murray