March 2017 Writing: Labyrinth

The Labyrinth

When we visit a new city,
we search for its centre.
We are optimistic.
We follow a winding trail that leads us to a grand cathedral,
the spiritual centre.

Here is where the history lies.
Where countless pilgrims have sought comfort, healing, guidance, answers;
Have raised eyes and hands in
awe, despair, sadness, joy, yearning.

As we walk our own personal labyrinth
We try to avoid distractions.

We want to move on,
‘To see Thee more clearly
Love Thee more dearly
Follow Thee more nearly.’

The Labyrinth has no dead ends like a maze.
It encourages us to seek for truth,
To bring our whole being into focus.
We are not led up garden paths leading to nowhere.
We take a continuous course mapping our thoughts and feelings on the way,
Hoping to reach the centre.
Will Jesus be there?
We remember His Healing,
His Teaching His Praying;
His tortuous journey to Jerusalem.
There is no turning back for Him.

We continue on our labyrinth walk
until we reach the centre,
Where Jesus stretches out his arms for us.
We linger with Him awhile.
Encircled by His love, we retrace our steps.
Jesus guides us back
And ‘sends us out into the world
To live and work to His praise and Glory.’

Sue Ashby-Davis Lent 2017


Tracing a finger round the labyrinth I recall the Mappa Mundi where Jerusalem is the centre of the world.
Is this my labyrinthine pilgrimage? Will my journey towards Christ lead me to my Jerusalem?
Pilgrimage is a lifetime of thinking, a long time to ponder the mysteries of our world, the challenges, lack of purpose, desperation, decisions.
I focus on Jesus and his journey to Jerusalem, his sacrifice for me. I reimagine his tests and trials as he prepared mind and spirit for death, beyond death to resurrection and God.
My God, where will my journey lead me, where is my redemption my Jerusalem?

Barbara Rolison
March 2017

Oct 2016 Writing: Psalm 23

Inspired by Psalm 23

We come to your banquet Lord
Because we need refreshing.
You offer us the fruit of the spirit
To revive our souls,
And to each one you give a gift
So that we too may share your goodness with others
And drink in your abundant delights.
Then Lord, may we go out and share
With others who do not know and love you,
For your table overflows with love
And you will lead us all home safely.

Sep 2016 Writing: Psalms of Praise


Inspired by Psalm 8

Lost in wonder
I look into skies
Lost in wonder
Lifted high in praise
Submitting myself to your glory
This great and mighty universe.

Wondrous to behold
Only a nano percent understood
Is as nothing compared to you
Beyond all knowing
But choosing to reveal yourself
In Jesus of Nazareth.

Beyond time and space
Present in time and space
Submitting to our limitations
That we may rise in glory
To the life of endless worship
Lost in wonder
Lifted high in praise.

Judy Morris


Jesus the light of the world has come.
A gift to all mankind
Shining, beaming, radiating God’s Glory,
Sadness into laughter,
Sorrow into gladness,

The lame will walk, run, and be healed,
Those that are bound will be set free.
Chains unleashed,
Sins forgiven,

The warmth and glow of your holy Spirit enfolds us
Into a rainbow of trust and love,
Enveloping us in the everlasting arms,
A trust that will stand,
A trust that never gives up.

We stand amazed in your presence,
Now and for evermore,
No greater gift than this.

 Jan Whitehead.

Jan 2016 Writing: Haiku on Journeys

Train moves me swiftly
Arriving meeting loving
God moves us onward

Spires upward towering
Open church doors and warm hearts
New uplifting blood

Helen McNicol

Abram journeys on
At the great tree of Moreh
Rustling leaves whisper

Spiritual voyage
Trust belief and faithfulness
Blessing of the soul

Barbara Rolison


Dec 2015: Creative Writing

Without this light there would only be darkness
Without His Birth, there would be no Hope
Without His Life, we wouldn’t know His Love
Without His death, we wouldn’t know how much He sacrificed
Without His Resurrection, there would be no future in the world to come. But, Praise God there is!
Forever and Ever,

Sue Bradley

Nov 2016 Creative Writing

God said, ‘let them laugh,
not a laugh that derides
but the laugh that births
my creative love,
flourishing imagination.’
God said, ‘Let them question,
not with words of fear
but with word that delves my creative breath,
the harvest throughout time.’
God said, ‘Let them journey,
not a way that confuses
but the way that beckons
towards him whose hands
were scored for Creation’s sake.’

© 2015 Peter Davies