A new Psalm, maybe

So I’m trying something different here in this blog. Not always about the Psalms, though sometimes it will be. But mostly about what my mind is pondering during these moments in life. Today is March 10, 2022. A few days ago, according to the Episcopal book ‘Holy Women, Holy Men’ the day belonged to Geoffrey A. Studdert Kennedy, a WWI Chaplain, Anglican priest and writer of much poetry. Lovingly named ‘Woodbine Willie’ by his peers in war, he would give out Woodbine cigarettes along with pastoral care, prayer, last rites and lots of love. But war cut into his soul and eventually he became a pacifist. Hence his poetry… ‘God give me speech, in mercy touch my lips, I cannot bear Thy Beauty and be still… O God, Who gives songs too sweet to sing, Have mercy on Thy servants feeble tongue, In sacrificial silence sorrowing, And grant that songs unsung, Accepted at Thy mercy-seat, may bring New light into the darkness of sad eyes, New tenderness to stay the stream of tears, New rainbows from the sunshine of surprise, To guide men down the years Until they cross the last long bridge of sighs.’ Poem entitled ‘The Unutterable Beauty’

Published by Linda Calkins

I am woman, priest, wife, mother, grandmother, pet lover, lover of Jesus. Blessed beyond comprehension. Always searching for words, for prayers, for more of God, for beauty. Retired but not tired, a senior but young inside. Always more to give...

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