This week's readings take us on a journey from death to life, from despair to wild unimaginable hope and a resurrection feast.
In this time of isolation let us never, ever lose sight of the hope that is within us - That a kingdom of justice and peace, a kingdom where we will be reunited around a common table, is our story and our promise.
This week, Victoria continues with her beautiful piano improvisations
Our poetry is by Andrea Skevington and comes from the 'Mary at your feet' poems. https://andreaskevington.com/2016/05/25/the-mary-at-your-feet-poems-three/
Our Hymn is 'Be Thou my Vision' (below) & our prayers come from the Feasting on the Word Worship Companion
This week may you have moments where the shadows fall away and you are unbound and set free by the one who weeps with us.
The Rev. Meagan Crosby-Shearer
Be Thou my Vision
1 Be thou my vision, O joy of my heart;
naught be all else to me, save that thou art,
thou my best thought, by day or by night,
waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.
2 Be thou my wisdom, my calm in all strife;
I ever with thee, and thou in my life;
thou loving parent, thy child may I be,
thou in me dwelling, and I one with thee.
3 Be thou my battle shield, sword for the fight;
be thou my dignity, thou my delight,
thou my soul's shelter, thou my high tower;
raise thou my heavenward, O power of my power.
4 Riches I heed not, nor vain empty praise,
thou mine inheritance, now and always;
thou and thou only, first in my heart,
great God of heaven, my treasure thou art.
5 Great God of heaven, after victory won,
may I reach heaven's joys, O bright heaven's sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
still be my vision, O ruler of all.
Mary E. Byrne
Versifier: Eleanor H. Hull
Source: Ancient Irish; Irish, ca. 700
Copyright: Public Domain