The Children’s Church families did a magnificent job and had a great time constructing the labyrinth at church on Sunday morning. I haven’t yet scanned the print photos that were taken while we were building, but here are some digital shots I fired off this afternoon that show the design, if not the people who created it.
If anyone out west of Melbourne wants to use a labyrinth any time - feel free to get in touch! … or just drop by as you’re passing through.
I wonder what we’ll do next month?
I stumbled across this neat little quote as I was preparing for Easter weekend. I like it.
The world says you will be happy when you get other people to treat you the way you want to be treated, but Jesus says you will be fulfilled when you learn to love others the way he loves you. The world’s recipe turns you into a slave, in bondage to how other people treat you. God’s recipe makes you free, because you can always draw upon his love and choose to serve others.
We’re in the process of constructing a labyrinth on the church grounds. Stage one is to mark it out in paint, and the vision is to eventually outline it with sand.
Yes, it’s big. Yes it’s simple. There’s not too many twists and turns, and the path measures 120cm across to encourage access for wheelchairs, or two walkers together or even prams!
It’s a funny thing how kids seem to love this kind of pattern, and spend heaps of time running joyfully through it, just following the path. It was one of the reasons I suggested we get stuck into it before our annual Fete happens on the 28th April.
Some pictures:
This poem is from Cameron Semmens, whose website I discovered through a link on Cheryl’s blog.
I love it.
a current-er prayer
Our media,
whose art is manipulation
hollow be thy game.
Thy cameras come, it will be done
on Nine as it is on Seven.
Give us this day our daily sensation,
and feed us our fears
as we feed the fear of others.
Lead us on with misinformation
and deliver us from thinking.
For thine is the king-maker
with the power of the story,
forever and ever,
amoral.
I first posted this on my own blog, which can be found here.
…….
Drought
All around us
is dry and dusty;
a lifeless skin
of blazing heat
and parched earth.
Despair tempts.
Become one with
the landscape
that ravages.
Curl up and live
in compliant
dryness.
[ … ]
Help us to go deep
O God.
Nourish us,
make us hardy;
rooted in your promises
of present eternity
and eternal presence;
sure and reliable
in the deep places,
the hidden realm
of slowness
and quiet, persistent
growth.
Save us from
the groundless,
dried out,
tumbleweed existence;
blown along
by false promises
of quick fixes,
easy gain
and self reliance.
Be our water-table,
our well-spring.
Plant us by your banks
and keep us fruitful
for our sake
and yours.
