A Candle in the Window

A Candle in the Window Words to encourage us in tough times 

Reflections by Revd Peter Millar  (This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.)

These reflections are a shortened version of the Candle in the Window which Revd Millar send out every week by email. If you wish to receive the full version, please contact him direct at the email address above.

8 July

No one is too small to make a difference:

These are the well-known words of Greta Thunberg the Swedish young person who is alerting us all with the wisdom and vitality of youth, to the countless ways we are all daily wounding our beautiful planet. I like to add these words to those of Greta….” And no one is too old, even if alone at home”. As we slowly move beyond Covid19, climate change and its global consequences will be facing us more than ever. Even with all the beautiful words and promises, some from governments, our planet remains in grave danger. It is an existential danger for all future generations and humanity stands at a crossroads. Greta is right – as are many others.  Even if we are not as able as we once were (that includes me) we can still act – and act with deep hope in our hearts. This is what Greta said at a UN climate conference in Poland in December 2018. “If a few children in Sweden can get headlines all round the world by just not going to a school because they want the world to listen about climate change, then imagine what we could all do together if we really wanted to”.

We all accept that our world stands at a turning-point as we emerge from these strange months. Totalitarian leaders are now in place in many nations. When we read that Putin could be in power till 2036, and that Trump may be re-elected in November we can feel anxious – to say the least. Yet the flux and flow of human history often takes surprising turns and Vaclav Havel’s words on hope as a dimension of our souls are words for today.  “Either we have hope within us or we don’t.  It is a dimension of the soul and is not particularly dependent on some observation of the world. It transcends the world that is immediately experienced and is anchored somewhere beyond the horizons. Hope in the deep and powerful sense is not the same as joy that things are going well. Or willingness to invest in enterprises that are obviously headed for early success, but rather the ability to work for something because it is good. Not just because it stands a chance to succeed. Hope is definitely not the same as optimism. It is not the conviction that something will turn out well, but the certainty that something makes sense regardless of how it turns out. It is hope above all, which gives us the strength to live and continually try new things”.(Vaclav Havel, 1st President of the Czech Republic 1993-2003)

And now for something different – a few suggestions about the perfect poultry to keep in your garden if you are fortunate enough to have one!

Lockdown has made the idea of keeping hens – and harvesting their eggs even more appealing, but sadly the populations of a surprising number of delightful native breeds here in the UK are dwindling. Peter Hayford, an octogenarian poultry farmer reported a glut of requests for birds or eggs to hatch in the first weeks of lockdown. His own life-long interest in hens stems from shortages of eggs in the Second World War. He encourages those who would like to keep hens to go for native fowl, rarer breeds. Even the names of theses breeds can cheer the spirit! And do remember if you are planning on having some of the wonderful  ‘Independent Araucanas’ hens they tend to hide their beautiful blue eggs. There are many other amazing and special breeds available….

The Derbyshire Redcap: The Scots Grey: The Norfolk Grey; The Lincolnshire Buff; The Old English Pheasant Fowl: The Scots Dumpy: The Rumpless Game: The Suffolk Chequer: The Modern Langshan: The Cream Legbar: The Marsh Daisy:  The Bluebelle: The Ixworth: The Black Orpington; The Rosecomb.

More information is to be found at these websites: www.rbst.org.uk or www.rarepoultrysociety.com or www.poultryclub.org  

And finally, Inspiring words from my friend Molly Harvey in Glasgow:

As we think of today’s activists around the world we also give thanks for the thousands of people who have faithfully campaigned for world peace and justice for many years. Some years ago Molly was arrested – along with others -  at a peace demonstration organised by many different groups, including the churches, at Faslane, the nuclear submarine base on the river Clyde not far from Glasgow. These were her words at that time: “My decision to break the law was not taken lightly but for two main reasons. I felt I would be failing my children and grandchildren if I did not take action against first-strike nuclear weapons on my doorstep. And I would be failing the people living in poverty with whom I work in partnership, if I did not speak out against the obscenity of the expenditure on these weapons of mass destruction - of the equivalent of £30,000 a day since the birth of Christ.”   (Note: Replacing the current nuclear submarines is expected to cost 31 billion UK pounds. Another 10 billion has been put aside to cover extra costs. ( taken from UK government figures in July 2018.) In comparison, in 2019 the UK government spent around 17 billion on measures to reduce climate change.)       website:   cnduk. org    

1 July

We don’t think ourselves into a new way of living: we live ourselves into a new way of thinking.   The writer of these words may have been Richard Rohr.

Marc Chagall’s - White Crucifixion:

All my adult life I have had a passion for art and architecture of all kinds and from all periods. My soul-mate the late Dorothy used to say to me that it was more important for me to have a painting on the wall, then food on the table! Chagall (1887- 1985) and his wonderful paintings have helped me on my spiritual journey and in his book ‘My Life’ he wrote: “ What counts is art, painting, a kind of painting that is quite different from what everyone makes it out to be. But what kind? Will God or someone else give me the strength to breathe the breath of prayer and mourning into my paintings, the breath of prayer for redemption and resurrection?” In 1938, shortly before his own life as a Jew in Germany was to be dislocated in multiple ways, he painted his ‘White Crucifixion’. In their excellent book on Chagall, published in 2000, Ingo Walther and Rainer Metzger write about this particular painting in a way which totally speaks to our time of global chaos. The painting now hangs in The Art Institute of Chicago but you can easily see the image on Google. (Marc Chagall – White Crucifixion.) This is their observation on this powerful painting:

“In 1933 Chagall had described his aesthetic aims in these words: ‘If a painter is a Jew and paints life, how is he to keep Jewish elements out of his work! But if he is a good painter, his painting will contain a great deal more. The Jewish element will be there, of course, but his art will aim at universal relevance.’ In the figure of Christ on the cross, symbolising the passion of the prophet of the Jews and the death of the Christian God who took on the form of a man, Chagall located a universal emblem for the sufferings of his time. Like the arma Christi, or the tools and implements shown in traditional crucifixion scenes, images of confusion are grouped around the cross. Revolutionary hordes with red flags rampage through a village, looting and burning houses. Refugees in a boat shout for help and gesticulate wildly. A man in Nazi uniform is desecrating a synagogue. Distressed figures in the foreground are trying to escape. Ahasverus, the Wandering Jew, is passing by in silence, stepping over a burning Torah scroll. Old Testament figures are seen hovering, lamenting against the background of desolate darkness. Still, a bright beam of light breaks in from on high, illuminating the white figure on the cross. All traces of his suffering are  gone, and worship of his centuries-old authority is seen as a path of hope amid the traumatic events of the present day. Belief in him, as Chagall makes clear in this work, can move mountains of despair.”

In this challenging painting we are brought face to face with that central belief about Christ as the hope of the world, both in 1938 and now. Given the huge uncertainties of the human future we can easily doubt. Millions do doubt, and millions more feel the Christian God has nothing to say to us. Belief is hard in these times and yet if it was not hard it might not be life-giving belief. Within the spiritual journey we are always being invited to see the tiny ‘shafts of light ‘ which come from God even in the darkest times. In the painting, Christ may be on his cross, but that very cross is set in the midst of human confusion and suffering.  Cecil Frances Alexander’s words bring this truth home to us who believe and to those who long to believe that God is present in their lives. At heart we are all seekers and pilgrims in this short life, one way or another ……

               “We may not know we cannot tell, what pains he had to bear;

                 But we believe it was for us he hung and suffered there.”

*** There are nights that are so still that I can hear the small owl calling far off and a fox barking miles away.                                                                               It is then that I lie in the lean hours awake - listening to the swell born somewhere in the Atlantic rising and falling, rising and falling – wave on wave on the long shore that is by the village that is without light and companionless                                                                                                                                    And the thought comes of that other being who is awake too, letting our prayers break upon him, not like this for a few hours, but for days, years, for eternity. ***      

        The great Welsh poet R.S. Thomas. The poem is called ‘The Other.’

*** Jesus puts healed people back on themselves, never creating any kind of dependency or co-dependence on him that will keep them from their own empowerment. All people must learn to draw from their own ‘implanted spirit’ which is the only thing that will help them in the long run. Jesus gives them courage to trust their own ‘inner Christ’ – and not just its outer manifestation in himself. Go reread the Gospels and see if that is not true!  Richard Rohr in his book ‘The Universal Christ; how a forgotten reality can change everything we see, hope for and believe’.  Published by SPCK 2019.

 

24 June

The gossamer covering:

Recently I re-read these words of Vladamir Shatalov from his book ‘The Home Planet.’ They lift the mind and provide us with a new perspective, and a greater desire to do all we can in our short lifetime to help heal our amazing planet.  Shatalov, born in 1927, is a former Soviet cosmonaut who flew three space missions of the Soyuz programme.  All together he spent almost 10 days in space. Do share these prophetic words with others who are concerned about the future of our precious planet –our glorious Mother Earth.

“When we look into the sky it seems to us to be endless. We think without consideration about the boundless ocean of air, and then you sit aboard a spacecraft, you tear away from Earth and within ten minutes you have been carried straight out of the layer of air, and beyond there is nothing!  Beyond the air there is only emptiness, coldness, darkness.  The ‘boundless’ blue sky, the ocean which gives us breath and protects us from the endless black and death, is but an infinitesimally thin film. How dangerous it is to threaten even the smallest part of the gossamer covering, this conserver of life.”

A healthy human being:

Ashley Montagu (1905 -1999) was a British-American anthropologist and for many years a public intellectual in the States.75 years ago he published ‘Man’s Most Dangerous Myth: The Fallacy of Race’ and the most recent edition from 1997 is still in print – I think. Why I am mentioning him here is because apart from Covid19 much of the world is debating issues of race, gender, identity and human development. In my notes I came across this list which he compiled. It still is of interest in these turbulent times. For Montagu, a healthy human being requires much more than satisfaction of physiological needs in childhood. He lists the following psychic needs of a growing young child that must be fulfilled to ensure full development of a child’s potential…..see if they resonate in any way with your own thinking.

need for love:     friendship:        sensitivity:      the need to think soundly:      the need to know:      the need to learn:      the need to work:     the need to organise:      curiosity:      the sense of wonder;      playfulness      imagination:

creativity:        flexibility;      experimental-mindedness:   resiliency:       a sense of humour:      joyfulness:      laughter and tears:      optimism:      honesty and trust:    a desire to explore       compassionate intelligence:      dance and song. 

That is a large basket of hope and of vision and I think I should share it with my children all of whom are bringing up children in this unsettled and often scary period in human history. In many ways it is a meaningful list, but I cannot help thinking of the millions of children in our world who are fortunate if they can have even one meal in day and/or fresh water. I very often think of the children living on the streets in the great city of Chennai in south India where we lived as  a family for many years. What is their future at a time when the gulf between rich and poor widens day by day – at a global level? And also we think about the millions of children in the affluent world who in their young lives are for one reason or another nowhere near even a few of these visionary hopes.

An observation by the late John O’Donohue:

One of the great fruits of suffering is compassion. When you have felt and experienced pain, it refines the harshness that may be in you. Tolstoy said that our great duty as humans was to sow the seed of compassion in each others’ hearts. This happens in friendship. If you are in pain and your friend knows pain, you feel the kinship and understanding that can really shelter you. Understanding is one of the few shelters that are capable of standing in the suffering place. In one Buddhist temple I visited, I discovered a Buddha with hundreds of hands and in each hand there was an eye. He was given this gift of many hands and many eyes to help everyone who was suffering, is suffering. This Buddha is a beautiful image of compassion which has strength, wisdom and enlightenment within it. ***

And part an old Celtic prayer:    

                     This morning, I will kindle the fire upon my hearth,

                      before the holy angels who stand about my path.

                      God, a love-flame kindle in my heart to neighbours all,

                      from the lowliest thing on earth

                      to the Name this is highest of all.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

17 June

Imagining a new world:

Historically, pandemics have forced humans to break with the past and imagine the world anew. This one is no different. It is a portal, a gateway between one world and the next.

We can choose to walk through it, dragging the carcasses of our prejudice and hatred, our avarice, our data banks and dead ideas, our dead rivers and smoky skies behind us. Or we can walk through lightly, with little luggage, ready to imagine another world. And ready to fight for it.

Words from a recent long article by the great Indian writer Arundhati Roy whose latest novel is ‘The Ministry of Utmost Happiness’.

Global powers need to make good on promises to help the planet’s poor:

No country is emerging unscathed from the Covid-19  pandemic, but the impact on the world’s poorest countries is especially severe. Extreme poverty is on the rise and underfunded health systems are woefully unprepared to cope with the virus. The number of children in Africa dying of preventable diseases is increasing. The gains made in development since the turn of the millennium are being reversed.

Next month marks the15th anniversary of the Gleneagles summit at which the G8 delivered a package of debt relief and aid for poor countries. The argument then was that it made sense for rich nations to convert the money they were owed into social investment in poor countries, many of which were paying far more in interest payments on their debt than they were on health and education. That argument is even more compelling in 2020 than it was in 2005.

None of this is going to be easy all the time Donald Trump is in the White House, but these developed countries still committed to a multilateral approach need to show that they are prepared to act on debt relief and other measures with or without US support.           From The Guardian UK

Remembering great Black lives: Let us pause and remember Olive Morris (1952-1979) from Jamaica who moved to London as a young child. Olive was just 17 when she became a leading figure in Britain’s anti-racist movement in the 1960’s and 1970’s organising against discrimination in housing and employment, stop and search and attacks by the far right such as the National Front. Tragically, Olive died from cancer in 1979 at the age of 27.

Magpies:

Thank you for all the messages about the article on ravens by Jim Perrin. Here  Jim writes about magpies…in the midst of everything  going on in the world his words redirect our thoughts in a great way!.......For several years the ivy bush by my window has been home to a pair of magpies, whose calls one eminent ornithologist unkindly compared to the sound of machine-gun fire. They have a greater range than that. Their chirrupings and chucklings are amiably tuneful. I am at a loss to understand why magpies are so widely disliked. For me, they are among the most beautiful of birds. Whoever held the palette when creating their plumage was one of the great artists. If you think of them merely as noisy monochrome crows, look again. Green, bronze, purple, touches of azure, hints of red, iridescence – all add depth and complexity to that overall piebald patterning. But I actually love all crows – magpies and ravens especially. Their intelligence is striking. Years ago, I encountered an old gamekeeper I knew. At the edge of a wood a magpie flew out. He threw up his gun and brought the bird down. “I will put that on the gibbet later on,” he commented, and walked off to feed his pheasant poults. I counted five magpies flying towards the shot bird. They landed, hopped round crooning softly, prodding it with their beaks, laying grass on it. Say I am anthropomorphising if you will, but there was concern, grief even, in their behaviour. After they had dispersed I walked back, picked up the limp corpse, carried it into the wood and laid it to rest under moss and leaves, respectfully.

Words of hope:              

This week I read these words by Bishop Ken Untener at the funeral of a close friend Dr Runa Mackay, one of the great women of Scotland who died recently at 98. Runa who had given her life as a medic to the Palestinian people liked these words which were also valued by Archbishop Romero of El Salvador.

***** It helps now and then, to step back and take the long view. The Kingdom of God is not only beyond our efforts, it is even beyond our vision. We accomplish in our lifetime only a fraction of the magnificent enterprise that is God’s work. Nothing we do is complete, which is another way of saying that the Kingdom always lies beyond us. That is what we are about. We plant the seeds that will one day grow. We cannot do everything and there is a sense of liberation in realising that. This enables us to do something and to do it very well. It may be incomplete but it is a beginning, a step along the way, an opportunity for the Lord’s grace to enter and do the rest. We may never see the end results. We are ministers not messiahs. We are prophets of a future not our own. *****

 

 

 

 

10 June 2020

In solidarity:

Millions of us in several countries in these weeks are walking in solidarity with those who are raising our awareness about continuing racial injustice at several levels in our common life. The tragic and needless death of George Floyd has ignited a massive stirring within our global consciousness. Together, we must hope and pray that these popular uprisings will bring radical change both within our public discourse and public institutions. And of course in our own hearts and minds.

Prof Jericho Brown, the American poet and academic, reminds us that to win racial justice we need the rage that ended slavery. Recently he also reflected on the search for racial justice in these words: “If you live in the United States, everything you have is the result of, or in spite of violence. As a matter of fact, any history we learn in our schools about our nation is a catalogue of murderous events told in such rapid succession that by the time we graduate from high-school we are numb enough to believe that state-sanctioned brutality is not just normal but, worse, moral. Our naivety is so deeply rooted that, even today, some of the citizens think of the civil rights movement as non-violent. But we disrespect the movement when we revere Martin Luther King’s brilliant leadership without understanding that his work was done at the same time as the pioneering work of Malcolm X and the Nation of Islam, the Black Panther party, the Deacons for Defense, and many grassroots organisations more interested in ‘an eye for an eye’ than ‘turn the other cheek’. Peaceful protest alone has never brought progress, fairness or justice to black people in the United States. Some would even say that white American  capitalist power prefers peaceful protest since militant protest asks for more than what power is willing to offer at a negotiating table.

These rebels marching today have something radical in mind. They are not interested in reaching the middle ground when it comes to institutions that exist only to patrol, intimidate and kill us. We know that it once seemed insane to say ‘abolish slavery’. And we are ready to get called crazy when we say ‘abolish the police’. If you don’t think police are the problem, then you think black people are. If after everything you have seen, you think that over the last 100 years the problem of police brutality is black people, then you’re racist.”

*Dr Jericho Brown  (born in 1976) is an American poet, professor and writer who this year won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry.  He was born and raised in Shreveport, Louisiana and his 2019 collection of poems – The Tradition – has garnered widespread critical acclaim. If you would like to know more about Jericho’s work you will find it at www jerichobrown.com and also interviews with him on You Tube.

And from Dr Martin Luther King:

Martin Luther King’s warning in 1967 that the worsening conditions for black Americans must be condemned as equally as the riots is still true. “A riot is the language of the unheard,” said Martin Luther King. “Our nation’s summers of riots are caused by our nation’s winters of delay. And as long as America postpones justice, we stand in the position of having these recurrences of violence and riots over and over again. Social justice and progress are the absolute guarantors of riot prevention. America must do more than listen to the unheard, it must hear them.” 

*** PREJUDICE is a burden that CONFUSES the past, THREATENS the future, and renders the present INACCESSIBLE. - The great American writer, Maya Angelou.  ***

*** To bring about change you must not be afraid to take the first step.   Rosa Parks ***  

Beaten in Uganda, abused in the UK: The Archbishop of York’s long fight against injustice:  Parts of a longer article in The Observer UK on 7th June 2020 by Arun Arora the Church of England’s former head of communications.

(John Sentamu who has been Archbishop of York for the last 15 years is retiring. Born in 1949 near Kampala in Uganda he and his wife Margaret have a daughter and son. He was a lawyer and judge in Uganda and suffered under Idi Amin. He fled to the UK in 1974. He became Archbishop of York, the second senior position in the Church of England in 2005.)

*** This week, the Church of England loses one of its most powerful, prophetic and joyous voices as John Sentamu, the 97th Archbishop of York retires. The journey from Uganda to York, via Cambridge, London and Birmingham, has been marked by an extraordinary contribution to the life and faith of both church and nation. In the midst of national debates on racism, inequality and brutality, few in public life can claim to have the experience of standing up to injustice and paying the price in the way he has done.

As a high court judge in Uganda and opponent of the horrific regime of Idi Amin, Sentamu refused to overlook the crimes of one of Amin’s family. Defying an order to deliver a not guilty verdict he was arrested and badly beaten in prison, subsequently describing the experiences as “being kicked around like a human football”. He suffered severe internal injuries and received the last rites from Keith Sutton, a British priest and later bishop of Lichfield who arranged to smuggle Sentamu and his wife Margaret out of Uganda on his release from prison in 1973.

His appointment to York – described by one broadsheet at the time as “political correctness gone gloriously sane” – gave a neat nod to the fact that, for the first time in history, the church would have a black archbishop. Sentamu played down the race element, responding to one journalist that, “first I am a Christian, second I am a man, third I am black”. It is also true that while living in London, he was stopped and searched by the police eight times.

There were other incidents too: “ There was a lady who didn’t want me to take her husband’s funeral because I was black. I took one funeral and at the end a man said to me, ‘Why did my father deserve to be buried by a black monkey?.’ We also received letters with excrement in them.” But it is Sentamu’s strength as an evangelist and his ability to connect with people far beyond the church that have been markers of his ministry, There is little doubt that even in his retirement, Sentamu will continue to advocate for the voiceless, to speak out strongly and clearly against injustice, and tell of the glories of the Lotd. ***

*** The Gospel brings forgiveness for the past, new life for the present and hope for the future.***  John Sentamu, Archbishop of York.

Recommended book:

Summer: Liturgical resources for May, June and July including Eastertide and Pentecost, Ruth Burgess - Wild Goose Publications www.ionabooks.com ISBN 978-1-84952-724-8

It includes prayers, stories, responses, songs, poems, monologues liturgies and reflections for the major Christian festivals and seasons of Eastertide and Pentecost, as well as for Ascension, Saints’ days, pilgrimage, holidays and other occasions. The material is written by Iona Community members, associates, friends and others.

A BLESSING FOR TRINTY SUNDAY by Simon Taylor in this new book.....  May the eyes of the seeing Father watch over us and keep us in his gaze…... May the arms of the loving Saviour hold us close and surround each moment of our lives with his care…... May the wings of the living Spirit shelter each of us and enfold all our days and nights with God’s peace. Amen.  

                                                                         

3 June 2020

Rook - a large Eurasian passerine bird, with black plumage and a whitish base to its bill. The passerine bird family known as corvids, includes crows, ravens rooks, jackdaws, magpies and jays. (Collins Concise Dictionary)

This week I thought that a reflection on the rooks in a wood in Harlech In Wales would lift our thoughts to the constant joys of Nature, and to the celebration of a corvid which sometimes gets a bad press. Jim Perrin – the writer of this piece is intrigued by his rook neighbours and their life-style.

*** The leaves on the ash trees at the foot of my garden are open now, pale green fans of foliage unfurled to give shelter and privacy to the dozen nests at the small rookery. The corvids’ nesting season this year has coincided quite closely with the Covid19 lockdown, so I have not had to travel far for daily nature study. Rooks are noisy, shrill and squabbling birds, but they make interesting neighbours. In March they settled into an industrious round of nest selection and repair, copulation and incubation. Their clutches of four greeny-blue speckled eggs having hatched early in May – weeks later than those in more southerly countries – the female birds can now join their mates in the hurried gathering of earthworms and leatherjackets. So the clamorous scoldings that once welcomed the males back to the nest after each foraging trip have been replaced by shrill alarm calls from the whole colony when local ravens approach the unattended nests.

I see the rooks down in the pasturelands each afternoon on my walk. They use their bills to flick aside clods of dung from the winter’s muck-spreading before devouring the rich harvest of worms beneath and hastening back to regurgitate them into fledglings’ gapes. As light relief from this incessant reproductive activity, I’ve been enjoying music sessions with a tuneful cock blackbird, perched on the roof of the garden shed. If I whistle to him he puts his head to one side, listens attentively, and then exactly reproduces the musical phrases before embellishing them with his own riffs and trills. He’s up on the roof now, singing out the internationale and La Marseillaise to hearten all Europhiles, myself included. ***
*** In this quieter time, if we are fortunate, we can pause and observe differently than before the beauty, intricacy and mystery of crows, rooks, ravens, magpies and jays. The joys of creation enriching our lives. ***

The person reborn:
The God whom we know in Jesus Christ is known in others under widely varying names and attributes. They seek Him or Her in nature; in the truth pursued by science; in social justice and international peace. When we are embarrassed by our wrongdoing and try to hide it, we often still seek; in each generation the search continues. This something we search and long for for is what I call ‘the spirit’.

Many people today are thinking about the crisis through which the world is passing. Although they are of the most varying beliefs, they are arriving at the same conclusions. They realize that modern civilization has lost its soul; that technical skill divorced from faith does not suffice to bring peace and happiness; that the spirit has been relegated to the narrow confines of the church and of private belief; that is has ceased to be a real power in the lives of women and men – in politics, economics, art and intellectual life. They believe that this is why the world is no longer able to find any solutions to the personal, family, national and international problems that beset it. If we try to make a particular orthodox belief the indispensable credential for anyone who wants to join in work for the spiritual reconstruction of the world, we shall turn away the majority of people of goodwill, whom we ought to be welcoming with open arms. Bring them our Christian convictions, but let us hold out the hand of friendship to them. We shall be able, without denying our faith, to find a basis for common action, for they, like us, believe in the spirit.

Dr Paul Tournier who wrote these words was a popular writer on Christian spirituality and its importance in daily living some years back. In some ways his words may be dated, but the core vision remains true. We just need to look at our political leaders to see the emptiness of much of public discourse. Tournier argues for a spiritual voice to be once again heard in the market place, not a strident, dogmatic voice such as in the contemporary New Right, but one of humility and faithfulness that encompasses compassion linked to justice. A voice of integrity linked to an ability to communicate in a technological age. A voice of love that is not faked. He reminds us of the need for an awareness that the natural world must no longer be dominated by the greed of humans. He is convinced, as many of us are, that there can be no lasting peace without a much deeper understanding and respect between religions. A truth which the German theologian Hans King wrote about with such clarity. (The words quoted above come from Tournier’s book, The Person Reborn, 1971)


Postscript: As I send out this weekly reflection, America is again engulfed in a new wave of violence on the streets of many cities. Why is that we humans cannot welcome the stranger or the one who is different from us? Do we ever learn? The American leadership can think only of repressing the violence with arms. No dialogue: no listening: no awareness of the heart-felt cries of millions of our sisters and brothers. We must be with them in this time - in our thoughts, in our prayers, in our campaigns, in our messages to political leaders, for if we remain silent, we remain part of the problem. Tournier and many others before us were right. We need to be reborn, all of us, in our understanding of the global, connected human family in all of its difference and vitality: in all of its struggles for justice and peace.

27th May 2020          A Candle in the Window          Peter Millar

***   This is God’s day, so make the most of it.  (Words seen on a poster)

To brighten the day – the story of creation by Nick Midgley when he was 13.            

On the first day God made light, and he was dazzled and made dark, and then a switch.

On the second day God made the earth and he took the elements, shuffled them, and dealt them.

On the third day God made plants. He learnt to breathe the fresh air before it was too late, and he saw beauty.

On the fourth day God made the stars and God was proud of them. He winked at them and they winked back.

On the fifth day God made birds and fish and wanted conversation, but they would not talk.

On the sixth day he made animals to talk to but they would not listen. And in evening he made humans. He said, ‘Women and men you are my companions’, but one of them replied, ‘off my land, you’re trespassing.’

On the seventh day God rested and looked at his creation, the animals and people, and began to think long and hard about what he had done. 

The precious air:

The air is precious to the Red Peoples. For all things share the same breath - the trees, the beasts, the women and men. What are we without creation’s goodness? If all the trees and beasts were gone, we would die from a great loneliness of spirit. For whatever happens to the trees and beasts, happens to the people. Whatever befalls the earth, befalls the peoples of the earth.            Chief Seattle, Duwamish leader, speaking in 1854.

*I believe, O Lord and God of all peoples, that Thou art the creator of the high heavens, of the skies above, of the oceans below. That Thou created my body from dust and ashes; gave to my body breath, and to my soul its possession.*

Quoted by Esther De Waal (editor) in The Celtic Vision: prayers and blessings from the Outer Hebrides.

Rediscovering the wonder of it all:

Recently I was re-reading a book I wrote more than 20 years ago ‘Waymarks - signposts to discovering God’s presence in the world.’ One of the chapters was headed ‘wonder.’  In this time of separation I think that many people, often in surprising ways, are being given an opportunity to rediscover a sense of wonder about life in its many colours; to glimpse the essential wonder inherent in life on earth. Albert Einstein expressed it this way: “Whoever is devoid of the capacity to wonder, whoever remains unmoved, whoever cannot contemplate or know the deep shudder of the soul in enchantment, has already closed their eyes upon life.” These are challenging and wise words which open up a fresh vision for all of us in the frenetic busyness of the modern world. Centuries ago, Saint Augustine made the observation that the human mind has the capacity not only to observe, measure and explore creation, but also the ability to wonder at it.

We look at the night sky and the nearest fixed star is 2.5 million miles away. A former Astronomer Royal here in the UK calculated that six specs of dust in the vastness of Waterloo Station in central London represented the extent to which space is populated by stars: a fact which is certainly beyond the imagination of most of us! ‘Wonder’ takes over when imagination fails. We are in awe. We are silent. Perhaps some kind of prayer is born within us – human words, but with an internal movement which transcends them. George MacLeod, founder of the modern Iona Community experienced this wonder when he wrote; “Once more we give thanks, for earth and sea and sky in harmony of colour: the air of the eternal seeping through the physical, the everlasting glory dipping into time.”

Indigenous people speak of the ‘soaring heart’  We all need soaring hearts in these days – our inner selves taking these leaps into the mystery of life and of all creation and being silenced by the immensity and beauty of it all, enabling us to be more human and less fake: more loving and less anxious. The world famous cellist, Pablo Casals 1876 -1973, never lost his sense of wonder and at the age of 93 could write, “For the past eighty years I have started each day in the same manner. I go to the piano, and play two preludes and fugues of Bach. It is a sort of benediction on the house. But that is not its only meaning. It is a rediscovery of the world in which I have the joy of being a part. It fills me with awareness of the wonder of life, with a feeling of the incredible marvel of being human.”

Every day we read about an increase in depression among all ages. There is no easy answer to depression, but I believe, along with many others, that a part of the healing process is about an inner realisation of our sense of wonder. To recognise that we are part of the great framework of life. To be able to place our lives within the mystery not only of creation, but also within that framework of awareness which encompasses the whole world and blesses our souls with yearning. We may not describe healing in these exact words, but we all long for our hearts to soar from time to time. For our spirits to rejoice; for our souls to find their true and energising song. And often it is in the most surprising places that a sense of wonder envelops us. Even in tough times we can be conscious of being in some way ‘blessed’ - of glimpsing a further shore; of looking at life through a different lens.

 Waymarks, published by the Canterbury Press UK ISBN 978-1-853111-336-9.

 

 

20 May 2020

History will remember:

History will remember when the world stopped 

And the cars parked in the street, and the trains didn’t run.

History will remember when the schools closed, and the children stayed home,

And the medical staff walked towards the fire and they didn’t run.

History will remember when people sang on their balconies, in isolation,

But so much together in courage and song.

History will remember when people fought for their old and weak,

And protected the vulnerable by doing nothing at all.

History will remember when the virus left, and the houses opened

And the people came out and hugged and kissed and started again.

Kinder than before.

 Donna Ashworth whose beautiful words have been circulated by Amnesty International

*** Everything can be taken from us, but one thing. That is to choose one’s own attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.

Several years ago I saw these words by Victor Frankl in Saint Columba’s Hospice Chapel, Edinburgh. The Hospice has been for many years a place of love, light and hope for those facing a terminal health condition.

*** The events throughout the world have led us to reflect on how none of us can know what the days or months will bring, but we all have a responsibility for how we respond.

These words were written almost 20 years ago by a friend, Lynda Wright who  at that time was running a Christian retreat house in Scotland. They could easily be words for today in the midst of the lockdowns.

                                     *** Nothing spoke but the absence. *** 

Fadwa Tuqan in her poem “A Mountainous Journey” which was first published in English by The Women’s Press London in1990.

The Bliss of Solitude:

For many years the British writer, Sara Maitland has been living alone in a remote cottage in South West Scotland. Recently, Sara has written an extended article in a leading UK newspaper. (The Observer of 17th of May) and in it she speaks of the bliss of solitude.

*** The most important reason I am enjoying the lockdown, I believe, is that I am used to being alone. I am practised in silence and solitude. I have lived on my own for nearly 30 years – 12 of them in this upland glen where I built my own single-person home on the ruins of an ancient steading. And I can say with authority that it is simply not the case that solitude is inevitably bad for your mental health. Every time I go online I encounter yet more panic about how lockdown is going to drive us all mad. Depression apparently lurks in solitude and we need to take unbelievable care of ourselves if we hope to emerge from all of this with any sanity or wellbeing intact. But solitude and loneliness are two very different things: the first example of the use of the word solitude given on my pre-pandemic online dictionary is “she savoured her hours of freedom and solitude”. That does not sound too bad.

What has happened to Wordsworth’s “bliss of solitude”? To the cheerful, sane humour of the 3rd century desert hermits? To individuals like Bernard Moitessier, the solo yachtsman, who rounding Cape Horn in a strong position to win the first Golden Globe race in 1968, decided it would be more fun to sail on, back round the Cape of Good Hope a second time and  into the Pacific again; or Tenzin Palmo, the UK –born Buddhist nun, who spent 12 years in a cave in the Himalayas? Why should being alone undermine mental health, well-being and contentment?....What if, instead of huge disadvantage, being alone were framed as an opportunity for developing the self? Solitude seems to be more or less a necessity for creativity, for instance whether it is drawing, painting, writing, learning an instrument, cooking or any other kind of creativity. It is also very useful for anyone wanting to deepen their spirituality – this is why both Christians and Buddhists encourage retreats: periods of chosen isolation and usually silence. Spending time alone is in fact spending time with the person you know best of all and who knows you better than anyone else does. Solitude deepens self-knowledge. Practical solitude increases self-independence, making us less vulnerable to emotional abuse and more able to remove ourselves from such situations. Loneliness is a negative, sad feeling. Solitude on the other hand is bliss and practice makes perfect. ***    Sara Maitland is the author of A Book of Silence (Granta) and How To Be Alone (Macmillan) both available from the Guardian bookshop at guardianbookshop.com.-

*** This I know: My life in Your hands, I have nothing to fear. I stop, breathe, listen. Beneath the whirl of what is, is a deep down quiet place. You beckon me to tarry there. This is the place where unnamed hungers are fed, the place of clear water, of refreshment. My senses stilled, I drink deeply at home in timeless territory. In the midst of all that troubles, that threatens and diminishes, You set abundance before me. You lift my head; my vision clears. The blessing cup overflows. This I know: You are my home and my hope, my strength and my solace and so shall You ever be. ***    This is an interpretation of Psalm 23 by Carla A  Gross-Miller. Her book is Psalms Redux: Poems and Prayers published by Canterbury Press UK.

 

13th May 2020 

The search for God continues: (from an article in the UK’s The Guardian)

In these weeks after Easter as worship goes on behind closed doors, there has been some concern that, in countries such as Britain, coronavirus might finish off the job that decades of western secularisation began. Religious observation is a habit as well as an affirmation of faith; habits, once interrupted, are sometimes hard to resume. Given the work done by people of faith in helping the homeless, running food banks and channeling vital aid overseas, it is to be hoped that such fears are groundless.

There is already evidence to suggest that they are. A study has found that as the pandemic spread, Google searches for the word “prayer” boomed across 75 countries, dwarfing anything previously seen in data going back to 2004. In Britain, online streaming of services from churches has generated virtual congregations far bigger than the number of those previously attending in person. A similar pattern is being observed in Jewish synagogues. Isolation seems to be breeding the opposite of spiritual apathy.

Britain’s churches, mosques and synagogues must continue to play their part in helping the country through this ordeal. The idea of sacrifice lies at the heart of the Christian meaning of Easter. In these days, staying at home is a necessary sacrifice for us all to make. There will be more to come.

Everything else can wait except the search for God. George Harrison

*** Bless, O God, the journey ahead. Bless the travelling and the arrival. Bless those who welcome and those who accept hospitality that Christ may come among us in journeying and in stillness. ***

These beautiful words were written by the late Kate McIIhagga a writer and poet who was a wonderful and wise friend to many people.

And a traditional prayer from the Celtic tradition:

And now, may kindly Saint Columba of Iona, guide you to be for others - an isle in the sea, a hill on the shore, a star in the night, a staff for the weak.

There is a rich tradition of prayers, such as the one above, inspired by the Celtic church. Books containing Celtic prayers and blessings can be found at www.ionabooks.com

When the lockdown is over can we discover a new sense of shared values and tolerance in our connected world?

Recently I re-read an article by the Scottish journalist, Joyce McMillan written several years ago. Her article was entitled –“Impulse to faith rooted deeply in our society” and in it Joyce asks –“so where does the way to peace lie”? Peace in our world is for many of us interlinked with lasting justice; with awareness of the other who is different; with a wide compassion; with active faith. and with risk. Joyce pleads for all of those things in her article, a small part of which, marginally adapted - I share with you here …. “First peace lies in an acceptance that the impulse to faith is a near-universal feature of human societies; that most faiths, closely examined, tend to embody similar sets of values to do with charity, honesty, fidelity, humility before God, and that all therefore have a contribution to make to developing the codes of shared values on which any successful common life will be based.

Then, secondly, it lies in a strict understanding that faiths must operate within these shared values. If we believe in the fundamental equal value of each human being – as most of our faiths suggest we should, and as most of the great constitutional documents based on these traditions insist –then we cannot sanction Christian churches or any other group that advocate the subjection of women; we cannot have faith schools that teach intolerance, or even a sense of inborn moral superiority; and we cannot use the strident old language of holy war or moral crusade to justify self-interested aggression.

Today we need religious traditions that can accept the metaphorical and tentative quality of their sacred stories and rituals; that can gaze together into the mystery of creation and human consciousness without feeling the need to produce pat answers or to out-argue other faiths.

And those of us who feel that kind of spiritual awareness in our own lives have an obligation to come out of our private worlds and reclaim our place in public religious debate; which may be unfamiliar territory for us, but is now, suddenly much too important to be left to those whose intolerance of other faiths – or even of faith itself - may bring the world to further violence and division, and to unimaginable levels of oppression for more and more people.”

A final note: Remember that wonderful traditional Zulu phrase –“ umuntu ngumuntu ngabantu” - meaning –“ I am a person through other people.”

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6 May 2020 

A new contagion - KINDNESS 20:

Inspirational words to be read slowly, from Fiona Lynch in Australia -

Let this be us. Take a moment, sit and softly close your eyes. Breathe life into a world where the old, the frail have no need to queue, where children are cocooned in a village of elders who listen, soothe and leave the light on. Ransack the shelves of your heart to unfurl what it is that binds us. Look over your shoulder, and wait for the slowest of your neighbours to catch up. May those not yet born hear stories of how we slayed separation, rolled in a ditch with distrust, and became one. May this be the time strangers meet through the light in their eyes, above masks, beyond difference. One small action, every day, a remedy seven billion strong. A new contagion - KINDNESS 20. Let this be us. – written by Fiona on 21st March 2020.

The exquisite balance of life:

You have been through many dyings and know in your heart- beat and bones the precarious, exquisite balance of life. Joanna Macy

The sky is red:

But Jesus answered, “When the sun is setting, you say, ‘we are going to have fine weather because the sky is red’. And early in the morning you say.’ It is going to rain because the sky is red and dark’. You can predict the weather by looking at the sky, but you cannot interpret the signs concerning these times.” -- from the gospel of Matthew 16:2-3

In times of transformation:

Several years ago Joan Chittister, the well-known American peace activist and writer, wrote words which in today’s world have perhaps even more relevance than when Joan wrote them….” We are in the midst of a fast-moving transformation across the globe. In times of major transformation such as this, two things occur: a sense of breakdown, but also a sense of possibility, of breakthrough”.

And from the Iona Community:

The World belongs to God, the Earth and all its People.

Dadirri – the deep listening within the heart:

Father Eugene Stockton is an Australian friend. Eugene is both a Catholic priest and a distinguished archaeologist who has spent a lifetime walking with indigenous communities all over Australia, and learning from them. One of his books is called The Aboriginal Gift and in it he writes of the depths of indigenous spirituality and of how that ancient wisdom can bring new meaning to the western search for inner spiritual understanding. One of the people he is indebted to is Miriam-Rose Ungunmerr who speaks of what is perhaps the greatest gift Aboriginals can give to fellow Australians, and to us all. This quality is called ‘Dadirri.’

It is inner deep listening and quiet still awareness. Dadirri recognizes the deep spring that is inside us. We can call on it and it calls to us. It is something akin to what is known as contemplation. Miriam-Rose says that when she experiences Dadirri she is made whole again. She tells of how she can sit on a river bank or walk through the trees – just listening, in that same way in which her community have listened since the earliest days. She knows that her people could not live good useful lives unless they listen. This way of listening has been handed down through indigenous learning for 40,000 years.

The perfectly innocent speech:

What a thing it is to sit absolutely alone, in the forest,

at night, cherished by this wonderful, unintelligible,

perfectly innocent speech,

the most comforting speech in the world,

the talk that rain makes by itself all over the ridges,

and the talk of the watercourses everywhere in the hollows!

Nobody started it, nobody is going to stop it.

It will take as long as it wants, this rain,

As long as it talks I am going to listen. Thomas Merton

The bread is pure and fresh, the water is cool and clear,

Lord of all life, be with us, Lord of all life be near. An African grace.

 

29th April 2020 

A grandmother’s tip:

My grandmother once gave me a tip: In difficult times, you move forward in small steps. Do what you have to do, but little by little. Don't think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow. Wash the dishes. Remove the dust. Write a letter. Make a soup. You see? You are advancing step by step. Take a step and stop. Rest a little. Praise yourself. Take another step. Then another. You won't notice, but your steps will grow more and more. And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying. Elena Mikhalkova

Simple words, but true. They were sent to me by Mary Duncanson a friend of long-standing who lives in the beautiful village of Cromdale in the Scottish Highlands. As one of the local ministers Mary, like many other friends across the world, is caring for people who are finding the going tough, especially all those who mourn.

The steps of God:

For every step we take towards God, he takes a thousand steps towards us.

These beautiful words paraphrased from the Koran speak of a God who sits with us where we sit, in all of our uncertainty and muddle and contradiction. And there is an even greater truth in those words. Even the slightest inclination of our hearts toward the divine fills our life with God’s possibilities. Saint Simeon, a visionary theologian, put it this way: “Radiant in his Light, we awaken to the knowledge that we are held in love in every part of our body.”

The place of stillness within:

Life is not just a question of getting through each day, although that is important, and especially as we think of millions of our sisters and brothers who face a struggle for food and shelter every new morning For centuries, all the world’s religious traditions have invited us to discover within ourselves a continuous expansion of heart and spirit. We forget this in our often frenetic life-styles, but these virus weeks have caused us to halt and become aware in fresh ways of our amazingly rich humanity. Just pause as you read this and listen to that inner voice which tells you that your life is both unique and precious. That you carry within you the possibility of discovering a guiding Light which will not go out. Befriend that inner strength which enables you to keep searching, to be alive to new insights, to encounter these fresh truths which can change the way you think about everything. Shed any pent up bitterness. Laugh at your own limitations. Look outwards, phone a friend (you don’t need Zoom!) and hear the bird song above the silent streets. pm….Many thanks for your messages. My cancer remains stable and I hope you are OK.

 

22nd April 2020 A Candle in the Window Peter Millar

One of my favourite poems:  

The peace of the earth and the peace of the heavens be with you. The peace of the rivers and of the oceans fall over you. The deep peace of God be with you today in all your doings and wherever you are – and may you pass it on.

Adapted from a traditional Celtic blessing

Tonight before falling asleep, think about when we shall all return to the streets. When we hug again. When shopping together will seem like a party. Let’s think about when we can share a coffee and small talk and pictures. Be close to each other. We can think about these present times when it will only be a memory. Normal times will seem like a beautiful gift. Every second will be precious to us. Sunsets and laughter. See you soon and take courage!

From some recent words of Pope Francis.

Leaning on each other:

In a particularly poignant scene in Albert Camus’ The Plague – which reads like it was published three weeks ago instead of in 1947, the doctor works tirelessly to lessen the suffering of those around him. But he is no hero. “The whole thing is not about heroism,” he says. “It may seem a ridiculous idea, but the only way to fight the plague is with decency.” In these post-Easter days I find myself wondering, more than in previous years, what “new life” might emerge from this present global crisis. Whatever it is, I hope it is characterised by more decency. I hope it embraces our interdependence: our need for each other. In Bill Wither’s words, “Lean on me when you’re not strong because we all know it won’t be long ‘til I’m gonna need somebody to lean on.” From a reflection written by a friend, Nathan Wilson in the States.

Lord of every human heart, take our stumbling generosity and simple acts of kindness and use them as best you can for Your purposes of love. pm.



8th April 2020  A Candle in the Window  Peter Millar

What is the Corona Virus really teaching us?
An interesting reflection by Bill Gates

I’m a strong believer that there is a spiritual purpose behind everything that happens, whether that is what we perceive as being good or being bad.

As I meditate upon this, I want to share with you what I feel the virus is really doing to us: It is reminding us that we are all equal, regardless of our culture, religion, occupation, financial situation or how famous we are. This disease treats us all equally. It is reminding us that we are all connected and something that affects one person has an effect on another.

It is reminding us that the false borders that we have put up have little value as this virus does not need a passport. It is reminding us, by oppressing us for a short time, of those in this world whose whole life is spent in oppression.

It is reminding us of how precious our health is and how we have moved to neglect it through eating nutrient poor manufactured food and drinking water that is contaminated with chemicals upon chemicals. If we don’t look after our health, we will, of course, get sick.

It is reminding us of the shortness of life and of what is most important for us to do, which is to help each other, especially those who are old or sick.

It is reminding us of how materialistic our society has become and how, when in times of difficulty, we remember that it’s the essentials that we need (food, water, medicine) as opposed to the luxuries that we sometimes unnecessarily give value to. It is reminding us of how important our family and home life is and how much we have neglected this. It is forcing us back into our houses so we can rebuild them into our home and to strengthen our family unit.

It is reminding us that our true work is not our job, that is what we do, not what we were created to do. Our true work is to look after each other, to protect each other and to be of benefit to one another. It is reminding us to keep our egos in check. It is reminding us that no matter how great we think we are or how great others think we are, a virus can bring our world to a standstill.

It is reminding us that the power of freewill is in our hands. We can choose to cooperate and help each other, to share, to give, to help and to support each other or we can choose to be selfish, to hoard, to look after only our self. Indeed, it is difficulties that bring out our true colours. It is reminding us that we can be patient, or we can panic. We can either understand that this type of situation has happened many times before in history and will pass, or we can panic and see it as the end of the world and, consequently, cause ourselves more harm than good.

It is reminding us that this can either be an end or a new beginning. This can be a time of reflection and understanding, where we learn from our mistakes, or it can be the start of a cycle which will continue until we finally learn the lesson we are meant to.

It is reminding us that this Earth is sick. It is reminding us that we need to look at the rate of deforestation just as urgently as we look at the speed at which toilet rolls are disappearing off of shelves. We are sick because our home is sick. It is reminding us that after every difficulty, there is always ease. Life is cyclical, and this is just a phase in this great cycle. We do not need to panic; this too shall pass. The virus is not only a great disaster for many, it is also a great corrector – it is sending us important messages that we seem to have forgotten, and it up to us whether we shall learn them or not.
Bill Gates of Microsoft

Remembering in love our many sisters and  locally and around the world who in recent weeks have died from the virus:
 
We say farewell,
As best we can, and as tenderly,
Often in tears and unbelief that this is true
They are gone, and we are left  - and –
All too soon –
Often in the dark reaches of the night
Memories become our companions.
Yet through our tears, a dawning always breaks
Even if at first just a slither of light.
Their voices, now distant, guide us to that path.
Where love returns
And reaching out again
Is what we do
Even when our hopes are fragile still.       Pm
 
Who brings about peace is called the companion of God in the work of creation.     A traditional Jewish saying.



1st April 2020 

Words to encourage us in tough times (Plase share around this reflection)

The only way to eat an elephant is in small pieces. Desmond Tutu


Perhaps the Earth can teach us as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive. Pablo Neruda in “Keeping Quiet”

Normally we have Mass daily; not now, but we are praying more. Faith is important to people in times such as this. For all of us, the crisis is triggering questions about what is important. Having a Pope like Francis is wonderful; he sent out a beautiful message: “Tonight before falling asleep, think about when we will return to the street, hug again…We will go back to laughing together. Strength and courage. See you soon!” The temptation is to retreat, to look inwards. But once this is over, do we stay behind borders or will we have learned things? We might have opened our hearts in ways we hadn’t thought about before. The Jesuit sister, Jane Livesey

Mother and Father God,
Creator of the deep quiet,
May we never be a stranger
To that place within our heart
Where we are at one
With life’s source and tiniest bloom. Pm



Prayers for the week ahead

Spirit of life, in the mystery of each new day, with its uncertainties and unknowns, to untangle the knots within me, so that in this time of turbulence I can mend my start hearts simple ties to others. pm

Lord, in these times when all of us are bundled together in ways we could not have imagined a few weeks ago, help us to recognise that you are propelling us to wider vision , an enhanced awareness and even tto a calmer acceptace of Life’s surprising turns. Give us the spiritual depths to see that much in our present situation can be turned to blessings – blessings from You, blessings from family and friends and blessings from those who ask for our help near and far. Pm.

And a final thought! I hope you can see this and smile! https://youtu.be/MMBh-eo3tvE

Thank you again for all your messages in this last week. Much appreciated and thank you for sharing these weekly Reflections.
The crisis has connected us all in special ways and this is something that is truly a blessing, in the midst of the many huge difficulties facing the world, in this time of Lent and Easter.

Peter

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