I am green

(all images by Kate Kennington Steer) As I mentioned in a previous post for Godspace written in 2016, I have long been fascinated by and inspired by Hildegard of Bingen (1098-1179), not least because despite her struggles with persistent ill health she was a writer, a composer, a scientist, a preacher, a prophetic visionary, andContinue reading “I am green”

psalms for passiontide: Easter Eve vigil Psalm 136

Thank God! He deserves your thanks.     His love never quits. Thank the God of all gods,     His love never quits. Thank the Lord of all lords.     His love never quits. Thank the miracle-working God,     His love never quits. The God whose skill formed the cosmos,     His love never quits. The God who laid out earthContinue reading “psalms for passiontide: Easter Eve vigil Psalm 136”

psalms for passiontide: Maundy Thursday Psalm 116.1,10-17

As I write this I am at present without a voice due to a virus I picked up several weeks ago.  My throat is my weak spot and a barometer to the state of my overall health, and over the last few years I have experienced several lengthy periods where I can only whisper, andContinue reading “psalms for passiontide: Maundy Thursday Psalm 116.1,10-17”

psalms for passiontide: Palm Sunday (Psalm 118.1-2,19-24)

Is this a psalm for a victory parade or a protest march?  I can hear the cheerleaders encouraging the onlookers lining the route to join in with the passing refrain: ‘God’s steadfast love endures for ever’. I can hear the warm up act encouraging the marchers’ chants before they set off: “let me hear youContinue reading “psalms for passiontide: Palm Sunday (Psalm 118.1-2,19-24)”

advent apertures 2019: Christmas Eve

I have learned that fences are for climbing to see if the grass really is greener on the other side; and that if I leave the house at night, and stretch high on the top of my tiptoes I might touch the quivering stars, play with the bright young moon.   I have learned thatContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Christmas Eve”

advent apertures 2019: Sunday 4

Joy Unspeakable is not silent, it moans, hums, and bends to the rhythm of a dancing universe. It is a fractal of transcendent hope, a hologram of God’s heart, a black hole of unknowing. For our free African ancestors, joy unspeakable is drum talk that invites the spirits to dance with us, and tell tallContinue reading “advent apertures 2019: Sunday 4”