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Why not love God, rather than people, too: the love of Creatures is the way to The Creator
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Wesley's hymns include: "Heavenly Adam, Life Divine,/change my nature into Thine,"/ : Risen Jesus is The Perfect Adam.
Susannah Wesley’s Apron
No pilgrimage to Israel;
No cloistered cell;
No holy retreat.
Not with ten tumbling children
rumbling through the house.
Despite the chaos and noise,
the never-ending grind of
making ends meet,
the demands of Motherhood.
She made time to talk with God.
Under her own ‘Temple of Meeting’
fashioned from her simple apron
draped over her head, she prayed.
In that holy place, like Moses in the desert,
She met with God.
“My chains fell off, my heart was free
I rose, went forth, and followed thee"
-Charles Wesley (Amazing grace)
Divine light beckons towards thee,
though darkness blinds, wind howls a cry,
I hear no voice but you call me,
Christ, pray be my strength, be my guide!
Tredge my way anew to be free,
earth trembles wrecked by woeful sins,
walk towards thee but cannot see,
Christ, pray be my strength, be my guide!
Glow of truth lights my heart with glee,
roses in bloom where desert be,
if It be thy will thy decree!
Christ, pray be my strength, be my guide!
‘In honour of Charles Wesley’ contest
Sponsor Kim Rodrigues
Written 30/07/2020
I stretch my hands
as a thousand tongues
with
the angels sing
of
love
divine
oh
can it be
a means of grace
to bring
a life of faith
all mine
Marvellously musical,
dazzlingly creative,
meditative sage.
We found explanation,
imagination,
revelation,
collaboration.
Within weeks work expanded
exponentially, rationally, irrationally,
wonderfully, crazily wild.
never out of inspiration.
Space Cadet!
The Tao is our way
You taught me Tate
never too late
to appreciate
new poetry,
to love friends.
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Meme by Mel
February 17, 2017
For one Lass of Wesley name...
'Twas Amazing this she said...
Of mindplay... thus so she'll say.
Yet tenacity was indeed her game...
This lass of Wesley fame.
As sail'd she did... down SeaWolf's sodden track...
T'ward those rhythms of our mind...
Thus so oft she'd say... her very-own right back...
True wonder 'twould be our find.
Oh... as words of praise meown heart loves...
From many and ever all.
Best yet 'tis that... thus mine to find...
Of mind so like in kind.
SeaWolf
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