In honour of our barbeque and fellowship scheduled for this afternoon…An eighty-five-year-old matriarch hadn’t been to church lately, so Father O’Malley thought he’d go pay her a visit. He knocked on her door and after a time he heard her spirited voice shout, “Hello, who is it?” “It’s Father O’Malley,” he answered. “Oh, come in, come in,” she said. “How’s the church doing?” “Everything is wonderful. But I just wanted to see how you are doing. We’ve missed you.” “Well I haven’t been feeling too [Read more...]

The Knots Prayer

This last Sunday night some of the congregation gathered in the chapel to pray. We prayed for the victims, the firefighters, and all of creation touched by the terrifying bushfires throughout this beautiful country. We prayed for our leaders, our bishops, our clergy and our congregation. And then finally we prayed for ourselves and a prayer that we used is the Knott Prayer. Several requested a copy, so rather than giving them a copy, I include the prayer for everyone to use, often… Dear [Read more...]

The Old Lady at the Beach

As we commemorate the visit of the Magi to the new-born Christ, I wonder what their friends and family thought of their trip from their home to the far away village of Bethlehem. What did the people they met on their travels think of the men, did they think them crazy? Did they dismiss them as being eccentric?  What do you think of them as you watch them kneeling in front of the Holy Family? Perhaps the following will help to explain what I mean; A family of five were enjoying their day at the [Read more...]

My Little Son

A lovely poem by Coventry Patmore, which speaks for itself.   My little son, who look’d from thoughtful eyes And moved and spoke in quiet grown up wise, Having my law the seventh time disobey’d, I struck him, and dismiss’d. His mother, who was patient, being dead. Then, fearing hlest his grief should hinder sleep, I visited his bed, But found him slumbering deep, With darken’d eyelids, and his lashes yet From his late sobbing wet. And I, with moan, Kissing away his tears, left others of my [Read more...]

Santa vs Jesus

  Santa lives at the North Pole. JESUS is everywhere. Santa rides in a sleigh  JESUS rides on the wind and walks on the water.  Santa comes but once a year JESUS is an ever-present help.  Santa fills your stockings with goodies  JESUS supplies all your needs.  Santa comes down your chimney uninvited  JESUS stands at your door and knocks... and then enters your heart.  You have to stand in line to see Santa JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.  Santa lets you sit on his lap  JESUS lets [Read more...]