Anita Mathias: Dreaming Beneath the Spires

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The Tardis of Faith

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We almost pass it by,

yet another cathedral encased in scaffolding,

But inside.  Inside, it is different
 Paris-N-Dame-N-40612 rose window
 Enormous,
full of light glowing
from its stained glass windows.
So too the beloved ancient
faith in the Lord Jesus
From the outside
is grimy, disused,
the province of rules,

and prim, prissy people,
dusty with the accretion of centuries

of whose who haven’t quite
got it right or tended it with due diligence
Inside it glows,
saying “Trust me,
your life is in my hands.
Ask me to satisfy your needs.
Love me,
and I will fill your hungry, thirsty heart.

Come to me, all who are thirsty,
And I will pour my living waters
into your heart.

Come,

and I will give you peace.

 

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  1. Thanks Ray. And I was just telling my husband about your garden with crocus, snowdrops, and hellebores. There is true joy in gardening, and we've brutally neglected our garden. We moved in 5 years ago, the garden was 1.5 acres, and we simply could not keep up with it.
    This year however, we plan to make time to spend in it. It will be so great for our health, physical and mental.