Advent Songs

My song: Doris Corti

I sing my God
   in blue of skies and seas -
I sing my God in green and brown
And the magnificence of fields.

I sing my thanks for the orb of sun
and quiet of each moon,

I sing my God in what we sow,
   seeds scattered
and the hope of what is to come.

I sing about the brilliance
   that underscored each day,
the bread rolls, warm upon the plate
the milk poured from a jug

shafts of sunlight that hit the river deep,
and rain that splinters on a path;

I sing my God in his excellence,
his unknown ways - the life he gives,

     I sing my song.

New Post - New Post....

Well here I am - an incumbent -a vicar in the C of E. I've been a bit blog quiet lately because it's very tempting amid all this change to pour it all out to the listening ear of the bloggosphere. I've been very aware though of allowing my first impressions of my parish to sink in and settle down before rushing to praise or criticism - and I sincerely hope my new parishoners are allowing me the same lattitude.
I'm also aware of the change in 'voice' too. I am what I am (and all that) but being the cheeky curate blogging impressions and ideas was one thing, and blogging as myself the vicar (licensee's name over the door now y'know) is subtly something else. There are those who seem (judging by content) to tweet and blog with the assumption that  none of their actual parishoners will be reading it. This is not the case for me, and I'm adjusting to myself as an incumbent in cyberspace as well as an incumbent in the flesh.
More to follow.