All the grief, misery and pain of the world is felt and held in the heart of God.
If we would only learn to carry our cares and sorrows to God,
we would find ourselves held in the outstretched and waiting arms
of everlasting comfort, consolation and joy.
Sunday, 22 November 2015
About how creation must come from something
It seems obvious to me that the universe has either evolved from nothing or from something? I would find the former idea inconceivable. Maybe I would be in good company here, as both Shakespeare's King Lear and Julie Andrews' Maria in The Sound of Music held that "Nothing comes from nothing".
The 'something' from which all that exists has evolved is what I understand to be God.
I reckon we either have God in our lives or we have one of two things, an empty space or a false god.. As all nature "abhors a vacuum", what do we put in that space?
The 'something' from which all that exists has evolved is what I understand to be God.
I reckon we either have God in our lives or we have one of two things, an empty space or a false god.. As all nature "abhors a vacuum", what do we put in that space?
Saturday, 14 November 2015
About the 'thoughts' from my notebooks
Many thoughts that I've recorded in recent months are from the early notebooks in which I began jotting, perhaps ten plus years ago - and it shows! They seem rough around the edges to me but I can't abandon them somehow, however raw they may be. It isn't quite, "I've started so I have to finish". It's more that they are there.
Over the years they came into my mind unbidden and though many, if not most of them, seemed to come through me rather than from me, they feel like my 'creations' and I can't quite bring myself to abandon them or consign them to the delete button (even if I possibly should!).
I am trying to prune and tidy them up for human consumption; to what degree of success, I can't be sure. I can but pass them on to you to make of them what you will.
Over the years they came into my mind unbidden and though many, if not most of them, seemed to come through me rather than from me, they feel like my 'creations' and I can't quite bring myself to abandon them or consign them to the delete button (even if I possibly should!).
I am trying to prune and tidy them up for human consumption; to what degree of success, I can't be sure. I can but pass them on to you to make of them what you will.
Sunday, 8 November 2015
About God and the big bang
It may be true to say that, before the 'big bang' there was nothing,
because nothing, in the sense of no-thing,
is exactly what God is.
because nothing, in the sense of no-thing,
is exactly what God is.
God is the 'is' in existence.
Friday, 6 November 2015
Sundry God-thoughts
Speak to me, God, in the nooks and crannies of my life.
We are all made by God and for God. We are called by God to be who and what we are, person, son, daughter, sister, brother, wife, husband, mother, father, friend, colleague, team-mate; the list is endless. We are in relationship with each other. This is our calling, our vocation.
Sometimes we may feel adrift on the ocean of existence
We are all made by God and for God. We are called by God to be who and what we are, person, son, daughter, sister, brother, wife, husband, mother, father, friend, colleague, team-mate; the list is endless. We are in relationship with each other. This is our calling, our vocation.
Sometimes we may feel adrift on the ocean of existence
but always we are afloat on the life-raft of God's love.
God knows, and therefore understands, every nuance of our nature.
There are times when I feel
a frisson of fear,
but there's no place so dark
that God is not near.
God knows, and therefore understands, every nuance of our nature.
There are times when I feel
a frisson of fear,
but there's no place so dark
that God is not near.
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