Author: Ian Trimnell

God’s Grandeur by Gerard Manley Hopkins The world is charged with the grandeur of God. It will flame out, like shining from shook foil; It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod? Generations have trod, have trod, have trod; And all is seared with...

The following prayers are courtesy of the dailyprayer.us website The day is done, The sun has set, Yet light still tints the sky; My heart stands still In reverence, For God is passing by. Lord’s Prayer Our Father, who art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done, on earth as...

Ride on, ride on in majesty! by Henry Hart Milman Ride on, ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry; O Savior meek, pursue your road with palms and scattered garments strowed. Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die: O Christ, your triumphs now begin o’er captive death...

We close the evening by reciting the Lord’s Prayer Our Father in heaven Hallowed be Your name Your kingdom come Your will be done on earth As it is in heaven Give us today our daily bread Forgive us our trepasses As we forgive those who trespass against us Lead us not into temptation Deliver us...

Good evening Living Stones. Janet and I first met when we were students in Coventry and she gave me a book of Helen Steiner Rice poems. I used one of those poems last night and here’s another one, suggested by Janet, which seems to fit in well with today’s anniversary of the announcement of the first...

Today, Tuesday 23 March – it is now one year since the PM announced news of the first lockdown. Let us reflect on the transformation of our lives into a life of servitude and love. Psalm 19: 1-6 The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day...

Just close your Eyes     and open your heart And feel your worries     and cares depart, Just yield yourself     to the Father above And let him hold you     secure in his love – For life on earth     grows more involved With endless problems     that can’t...

The Prayer of Saint Patrick I arise today Through a mighty strength, the invocation of the Trinity, Through a belief in the Threeness, Through confession of the Oneness Of the Creator of creation. I arise today Through the strength of Christ’s birth and His baptism, Through the strength of His crucifixion and His burial, Through the...

Ashes to Ashes By Tias Little I am on my back, now At the end of a long and circuitous march Down hallways, into rooms and kitchens. I’m done building, raising up, tearing down I’m done trying to get from A to B No straight lines, geometry or form The architecture of me vanished. It’s difficult...

Spring By Mary Oliver Somewhere a black bear has just risen from sleep and is staring down the mountain. All night in the brisk and shallow restlessness of early spring I think of her, her four black fists flicking the gravel, her tongue like a red fire touching the grass, the cold water. There is only...

Pantoum for Postpartum By Brittany Rogers I birth a child, and the wet wound never closes. My mother diagnoses postpartum casuallyas if saying — mail is here, and your name is on it. Explains the drilling is nothing I asked for, overripe nerves happen sometimes. My mother announces my postpartum casually, says in her day, black...

My favorite time is in time’s other side By Etel Adnan My favorite time is in time’s other side, its other identity, the kind that collapses and sometimes reappears, and sometimes doesn’t. The one that looks like marshmallows, pomegranates, and stranger things, before returning to its kind of abstraction. I used to be fond of time...