Pathways Through Lent, our annual series of devotions, is a companion in the deeply spiritual time of Lent. Parishioners contribute to this series by writing reflection, sometimes based upon the day’s readings from the Daily Office, and often drawing from their lives’ experiences.
New entries appear here daily through Lent, or you may subscribe to receive a daily email.
That at the name of Jesus, every knee should bow, in heaven and on the earth and under the earth, and every tongue should acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father. (Philippians 2:10-11) I love this verse..
Pilgrims in the Land of the Holy One bask and bathe in sights, sounds, smells and tastes of so much that is unique to the places and people here: vivid Armenian pottery designs; cool church interiors at biblical sites; the unique dress of so.
This is the time to be slow, Lie low to the wall Until the bitter weather passes. Try, as best you can, not to let The wire brush of doubt Scrape from your heart All sense of yourself And your hesitant light. If you.
Maria by Elizabeth Eybers An angel was the bearer Of that joyful tiding, and you Responded with a hymn of praise, Mary, young maid from Nazareth. When Joseph thought of deserting you And suspicious neighbours peered out at you Did you, I wonder,.
God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear…. Psalm 46, 1-2. It is nearly impossible to read anything in the Bible and not immediately interpret the calamities as symbolic of our world today. We are.
Dew by Naomi Shihab Nye A Kickapoo grandmother pulled deerhide moccasins out of her bosom, said, If you really want these to fit your feet, walk in the dew a little, walk in the dew. She lived in a cattail hut ringed by.
Untitled by Kitty O’Meara And the people stayed home. And read books, and listened, and rested, and exercised, and made art, and played games, and learned new ways of being, and were still. And some listened more deeply. Some meditated, some prayed, some danced,.
I don’t remember the first time I heard Allegri’s Miserere, a setting of the text from Psalm 51. Probably in the car while my mother drove us around the Anchorage suburbs, meditating through the potholes and the deep snow and the seasonal depression. I.
Greetings from the Editors of Pathways through Lent! Many of the reflections for this Lenten season were written by gifted members of St. John’s Church weeks ago. We will continue publishing them each day for the wisdom and insight they provide in our Lenten.