As we continue to celebrate the successful launch of the transformative book “Journeying Together” by Deacon Joseph Cortis and Pia Matthews, we’d like to highlight a special piece that was shared during the launch event in June – “A Psalm for Those Journeying Together with Dementia”. Penned with profound empathy and insight, this poem delicately captures the profound experiences of caregivers navigating the path of dementia. It is a poetic journey of love, resilience, and unwavering strength. Intricately tied to the narratives explored in “Journeying Together”, this Psalm elevates the book’s essential message of shared struggle and enduring spirit. Witness its heartfelt recitation in our attached video link, or delve into the text for a quiet, personal reflection below.
Lord, you have searched for me and know me as I am. If I feel lost, you can find me, still. You understand the thoughts of my heart even when words escape from me. You perceive the way I have in mind when my friends cannot see the road ahead. You pick up the fragments of my desires, provide loving hands to weave these threads into garments to protect me. Even if I forget to praise you, your faithfulness feeds me; you remember my history, and share all my discoveries.
Lord, you search with us, and know how we long to make smooth the path for our companions, sweeping away the obstacles that trip them up. When we are bruised and feel broken, you soothe us with your wounded hands; when our heads ache and spin, you lift from them your crown of thorns. When loneliness closes us in, your presence opens new doors. When we stumble, you are there to steady our steps. The knowledge of you shines on our high spirits, and brightens our lowest moments.
Lord, you will always know your sheep and search for them, the ram, the yearling, the ewe, and lead us to the fold, safe from the wolves of the world. You will place your laughter in our mouths, even as our eyes shed your tears. You nourish us at your table, and refresh our thirsty souls with grace. We are yoked with you in a trinity of care – needed, given, received. All the day long, you walk with us, and when the night closes in, and darkness falls there you are, beside us, our place of rest.
Hannah Stone, poet-theologian to Leeds Church Institute , June 2023
Pentecost is a remarkable occasion that holds profound meaning for believers around the world. It encompasses a multitude of themes – a time of renewal, new beginnings, and the courage bestowed upon the first Christian community. In the book of Acts, we witness how Pentecost invigorated the apostles, inspiring them to continue the important work of Jesus.
Described vividly in Acts, the Holy Spirit descended upon the apostles in the form of flames of fire and a powerful wind. To better grasp the significance of this divine event, individuals living with dementia were asked to describe the characteristics of wind and fire. Their responses were remarkably insightful:
Uncontrollable. Powerful. Sometimes strong, sometimes gentle. Necessary for life. Always moving things. Always changing.
These descriptions strikingly align with the essence of the Holy Spirit, revealing its dynamic and transformative nature.
However, this year, my thoughts were drawn to the words of Peter as he addressed the crowds, referencing the words of the Prophet Joel (Acts 2:17):
“In the last days,” God says, “I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy. Your young will see visions. Your elders will dream dreams.”
These prophetic words echo the profound truth that the outpouring of God’s Spirit during Pentecost is a resounding declaration that God does not abandon individuals in their old age or forsake them when they are frail and weak. On the contrary, God’s Spirit is poured out on all, irrespective of age or station in life.
This revelation presents a compelling challenge to all of us. It reminds us that we are one community, where young and old can collaborate and contribute in their unique ways. Each generation possesses invaluable insights and gifts that, when shared, foster unity, understanding, and progress.
Let us embrace the teachings of Pentecost, recognising that we are all interconnected in God’s divine plan. As we come together, drawing from the wisdom of the older generation and the vision of the young, we can forge a path towards renewal, revitalisation, and a future brimming with hope.
May Pentecost serve as a constant reminder that we are bound together by the indwelling of the Holy Spirit. Together, we can create a harmonious symphony, where every voice is heard, valued, and celebrated, leading us towards a world where love, compassion, and understanding prevail.
Carol Burns Chair, Growing Old Grace-fully
A Prayer at Pentecost
Come Holy Spirit, enter our silences.
Come Holy Spirit, into the depths of our longing.
Come Holy Spirit, our friend and our lover.
Come Holy Spirit, unmask our pretending.
Come Holy Spirit, sustain our weakness.
Come Holy Spirit, redeem our creation.
Enter our trusting, enter our fearing, enter our letting go, enter our holding back.
Flood our barren spaces, make fertile our deserts within. Break us and heal us, liberator of our desires .
Come Holy Spirit. Embrace us and free us.
Amen
(Neil Thew 1990 from “Bread of Tomorrow”, edited by Janet Morley)
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God of hope, we cling to you, for your renew the face of the earth.
Through the gift of your Son, our Lord Jesus, we follow you on the path of dawn.
Enlightened by your love and wisdom, help us to lead each other and all creatures back to your open arms. Amen.
Rachel McCarthy/CAFOD
Adventus
With expectant waiting we anticipate your coming. Come close to us, Lord, come very close.
Come, Alpha and Omega, who is from before the ages. Come, Son of Joseph and Son of Mary, who went down to Nazareth to be obedient to them.
Come, Morning Star, who named the stars. Come, carpenter from Nazareth, who knows the smell of planed wood.
Come, Beloved Son of God, who knows the heart of God. Come, Son of Man, who knows the hearts of God’s people.
Come, Lord of Life and Prince of Peace. Come, Dayspring and Rising Sun. Come, Wonderful Counsellor. Come Emmanuel, God with us; God very close to us.
Amen.
Ged Johnson/CAFOD
Litany of Advent litany: Lord, we look to you of Nazareth
Compassionate God,
As we look to you for judgement, hold out your hand of compassion that we may be chastened by your show of mercy and reach out to others in reconciliation.
Lord, we look to you in whom we hope
As we contemplate our end, make us mindful of your promise of a new beginning that we may share your promise of life and bring hope to those who sit in darkness.
Lord, we look to you in whom we hope
As we remember Elizabeth in her barrenness, fill us with longing for the birth of a new creation that we too may be surprised with joy and labour with those who seek to make all things new.
Lord, we look to you in whom we hope
As John leapt in his mother’s womb, help us so to recognise Christ in friend and stranger that we may respond in love and learn to serve our neighbour with generosity not judgement.
Lord, we look to you in whom we hope
As Mary and Elizabeth sought each other, grant us the wisdom to recognise our needs that we too may seek each other in solidarity and offer strength to the powerless.
Lord, we look to you in whom we hope
As Mary proclaimed the salvation of the Lord, give us courage to stand alongside the downtrodden that we may sing of their hopes and join hands to realise their dreams.
Lord, we look to you in whom we hope and whom we long to see.
Annabel Shilson-Thomas/CAFOD
Litany of Mary of Nazareth
Glory to you, God of our Creator … Breath into us new life, new meaning. Glory to you, God our Savior … Lead us in the way of peace and justice. Glory to you, God, healing Spirit … Transform us to empower others.
Mary, wellspring of peace ………. Be our guide, Model of strength Model of gentleness Model of trust Model of courage Model of patience Model of risk Model of openness Model of perseverance
Mother of the liberator ………. Pray for us. Mother of the homeless Mother of the dying Mother of the nonviolent Widowed mother Unwed mother Mother of political prisoner Mother of the condemned Mother of an executed criminal
Oppressed woman ………. Lead us to life. Liberator of the oppressed Marginalized woman Comforter of the afflicted Cause of our joy Sign of contradiction Breaker of bondage Political refugee Seeker of sanctuary First disciple Sharer in Christ’s ministry Participant in Christ’s passion Seeker of God’s will Witness to Christ’s resurrection
Woman of mercy ………. Empower us. Woman of faith Woman of contemplation Woman of vision Woman of wisdom and understanding Woman of grace and truth Woman, pregnant with hope Woman, centered in God
Mary, Queen of Peace, we entrust our lives to you. Shelter us from war, hatred and oppression. Teach us to live in peace, to educate ourselves for peace. Inspire us to act justly, to revere all God has made. Root peace firmly in our hearts and in our world. Amen.
From: The Fire of Peace: A Prayer Book Compiled and edited by Mary Lou Kownacki, OSB Pax Christi USA
Reading: God’s Call to Mary by Joan Chittister
To entitle the call of God to Mary the ‘annunciation’ is, at best, misleading. Somehow or another,‘annunciation’ just doesn’t say it. ‘Cataclysm’, perhaps. ‘Prophecy,’ maybe. But ‘Annunciation. Never. This, after all was no routine summons. This was an earth shattering, life-changing, revolutionary call. This was what happens when life is completely turned around, when the house burns down or the job disappears, or the stock market crashes. This was the kind of moment that called for that same kind of strength and faith and character. And Mary, the woman, though ‘deeply disturbed’ had more than enough of it all. She felt the truth of who she was within her. More than that, she felt the truth of who God is. Mary knew that God’s favour was indeed with her and that was enough to lead her on. It doesn’t hurt to remember, at times in which extraordinary witness, extraordinary faith, extraordinary commitment are required of us, that God’s favour is there with us too, to sustain the stress of bringing justice and love to birth and turning the world around – when neither the neighbourhood nor the nation want that to happen.
This year the season of Advent is as long as it possibly can be with the first Sunday of Advent starting on November 27th. Now in the second week of Advent, we continue to prepare for the appearance of Jesus as a tiny baby born in very challenging circumstances. His mother gave birth away from her home town, far from her home and familiar surroundings. Some of her family may have still felt ambivalent about the nature of Mary’s pregnancy. Has Joseph begun to understand it? The Messiah is born in very humble circumstances, soon to become a Refugee.
This year we remember all those born and living in challenging circumstances, born in areas of conflict, like the Holy Land today. This year war is raging in Ukraine, and conflicts around the world are shown daily on our televisions. We remember all who are refugees who are escaping conflict and persecution.
We pray that the hope and joy of Christmas will also be experienced in these difficult times.
Advent is a time of acknowledging paradox. A time of hope and celebration amidst personal and world difficulty, bereavement, illness and loss.
At Growing Old Grace-fully we celebrate the role, gifts and experience of older people. Joseph is traditionally described as an older man. Mary and Jesus must have benefited from his life experience. The Shepherds and Magi may have been mixed age groups: older Shepherds guiding and overseeing the younger ones. It is likely the Magi had a lifetime of study and experience. We know that the Holy Family travelled to Jerusalem to present Jesus in the Temple. They were met by the elderly Simeon and Anna who had been awaiting the Messiah. Let us celebrate them all!
We remember all older people, locally and around the world. Some who are among family and friends, and others who are alone, those fearing food and heating prices, and all who are juggling the blessings and difficulties of older age. Many of us are dealing with the push and pull of life: happy and sad memories of experience and life itself. And if we believe we no longer have a place or sense of agency in life these words of Pope Francis might be encouraging:
“Of one thing I am certain – every human being reveals something of God …a spark of divine light shines from each one of us…every human being has been taken up into the heart of God, conferring on them an infinite divinity.”
The coming of Christ is the joyful, welcoming of the Messiah. And we also know that the incarnate Christ dies and is resurrected for us. My eight year old granddaughter has expressed this paradox (unprompted by me), in her home made Christmas card to me this year. Inside a cheery, snowy, animal card she has drawn a crucified Christ with the heading ” Jesus dies for our sins. ” Behind the cross is Father Christmas and his reindeer and sleigh, and happy Christmas wishes and love from her to me. She has captured the joy and sadness we experience during this season of the Church year.
However, Advent culminates with Christmas. We live with the hope and happiness of Christmas. May you all feel the hope and blessings of Christmas!
Here is part of Joyce Rupp’s “A Christmas Blessing.”
May you give and receive love generously. May this love echo in your heart like the joy of church bells on a clear December day….
May the hope of this sacred season settle in your soul. May it be a foundation of courage for you when times of distress occupy your inner land….
May you daily open the gift of your life and be grateful for the hidden treasures it contains…
May you keep your eye on the Star within you and trust this Luminescent Presence to guide and direct you each day….
May you go often to the Bethlehem of your heart and visit the One who offers you peace. May you bring this peace into our world.”
May you all feel the hope and happiness of Christmas and a blessed New Year!
A poignant poem/prayer written and kindly shared by Sr Kate Holmstrom SHCJ.
Art by Theophile Lybaert
“Weep not for me, but for your children.” We are the women of Jerusalem. We were standing by the Way of the Cross. But we weep both for you, dear Lord, And for our children. We weep for all the sorrows of the world.‘
‘We are the women of Ukraine. We weep for our husbands who embraced us so tenderly, Bidding us goodbye as they stayed on to fight, While we cowered in dark basements Or struggled to escape to freedom, Facing an unknown, frightening future, Encouraging our little ones, traumatised and fearful.’
‘We weep for our lost, premature babies As others weep for their own, miscarried children Or for themselves when they chose to abort In a tragic miscarriage of judgement and despair.’
‘We are the women of Russia. Our sons and sweethearts did not go willingly (fed by lies and false promises) To bomb and kill people just like themselves, ourselves. We grieve for them all – whether living or dead. We cry out in desperation … but to what avail?’ ‘We are the women of Afghanistan Stripped of our future and condemned to silence.’
Art by Christos Magganas
‘We are the women of starving countries Depriving ourselves of a morsel of bread to feed another.’
‘We are the women, old, cold or sick, Haunted by nightmares of bills and debt.’
‘We are the women raped, beaten, abused As we shudder and whimper, powerless and vanquished.’
‘You too wept, Jesus of the tender heart, Were overcome by the sorrow at the death of Lazarus And the destruction of Jerusalem, foretold.’
‘Yes, Lord, still we weep for you And we weep for all the children of misfortune. Mother of Sorrows – in our affliction we turn to you. Tortured Lord – in your mercy, hear our prayers.’
When we are lost for words, prayers and laments like this one by Rev Jon Swales can help us express our heart’s desire to our Almighty God.
Father of Creation, God of Peace,
The world has changed, And so have our hearts, As we face disappointment, disorientation and distress Not knowing what will happen next.
Lord have mercy,
Christ have mercy.
Putin and the Masters of War Have opened the door to the beasts of war, And it may overwhelm us. Who is like the beast? Who can fight against it?
Yet our grief, anxiety and fear is nothing compared to that faced by ordinary people living in Ukraine.
So we pray for, The brave and the scared, The soldier and civilian, The elderly and the newborn,
Lord have mercy,
Christ have mercy.
And so we pray for, Those who have decided to fight, Those who have decided to flee, Those who resist but choose not to kill.
Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
And so we pray for Those who this day will be wounded, Those who this day will die, Those who this day will mourn.
Lord have mercy,
Christ have mercy
Father of Compassion, God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,
We look to you, In a world at war, For hope, healing and help, For grace, goodness and guidance, For the cessation of war and the flourishing of peace.
Lord have mercy,
Christ have mercy.
Father of Peace, God of Hope,
After crucifixion, Your Son was laid silent in the grave, And then you spoke and he was raised to life.
Violence does not win, It will not have the last word, Death does not win, It will not have the last word.
In the reconciliation of all things, War will be no more. In the reconciliation of all things, All tears will be wiped away. In the reconciliation of all things, There will be a tree for the healing of the nations.
Lord have mercy,
Christ have mercy.
Hospody pomyluy,Господи помилуй
Christ have mercy.
Amen
To listen to this prayer being read by Rev Jon Swales, please click on the link below:
Rev Jon Swales is Lighthouse Mission Priest (C of E) at Lighthouse West Yorkshire, which is is a fresh expression of church and registered Leeds-based charity which reaches out to those who are battered and bruised by the storms of life.
Thanks, Lord, my heartfelt thanks, and great relief To hear you say: “But it’s All Right, you know!” Alright – you’re growing old, Forgetful, muddled, dim (Embarrassing, frustrating though it is) Alright to need, and take, more time, More space perhaps, To admit: “I don’t cope well. I can’t keep up.”
You went there first, our good and sorrowful Lord. You touched the depths in dark Gethsemane, Were crowned with pain and meek humility, Carried the tears, the sharp sin of the world So no-one, now, need think herself bereft.
You give to us, you give to me, your freedom: Permission to be helpless, tired and weak. You would not have us envious of others When they are brave or bright or persevering. You rock us in your reassuring arms, Accepting us the way you made us: small, And loving us that way….
….For you to grow in us, We must be empty, leaving space for you. And then you’ll say: “That’s right! What you thought wrong, Amiss and lacking, is my chance. All right!”
A Poem by Sister Kate Holmstrom, a Sister of the Holy Child Jesus.
As part of our Eastertide service on 24th April 2021 we put together this 3 minute reflection which takes words from a Lavinia Byrne piece and pairs them with beautiful inspiring artwork by Elizabeth Wang (Radiant Light).
TIP: Watch on full screen (or on Youtube) for best effect.
Here is the full text of the Lavinia Byrne piece for your perusal:
‘Resurrection Love – look at my hands and my feet’ by Lavinia Byrne
Taken from ‘Just One Year, Prayer and Worship through the Christian Year’ edited by Timothy Radcliffe.
On Easter Sunday, Jesus offers us the gift of presence and the gift of peace.
We are to know him in the breaking of the bread. Jesus does not want to be insubstantial; he does not want to be a ghost.
Instead, he comes to us and invites us to touch him. He offers himself to us in ways that are intended to nourish and nurture us. He promises companionship.
So where are we to touch him in today’s world? Where are we to walk with him. Where are we to find his hands and feet? Where are we to offer him a piece of broiled fish and eat and drink in his presence?
Christianity is an embodied religion. It does not live in the pages of a book. Rather it invites us to engage with our world.
So are we to recognise the presence of Jesus whenever there are wounded hands and feet that turn to us for healing and wherever there is a road that we can walk down in his company?
The gift lies in recognising him when he presents himself in unexpected ways. We need to believe that we can touch him in our everyday lives. We need to understand that we can walk with him.
Our task is to seek out people who are needy and to turn our faces towards them rather than away from them. This is not difficult to do, for there are many wounded hands and feet that clamour for our attention. There are many hungry people who would love a bowl of fish, let alone a loaf of bread.
If Jesus is risen from the dead, then we need proof and we need evidence. How can we secure this in today’s world?
The Gospel seems to suggest that the way forward is to open our hearts in love. No one is to be excluded, no situation is beyond the reach of grace. By believing this and putting it into practice, we can become witnesses and carry the echo of his saving mission forwards into our world.
Christian faith is not a personal possession. It is always for sharing. So everything comes full circle. We can be his witnesses.
At our recent online Eastertide service on Saturday 24th April 2021, over twenty of us enjoyed reflecting together on the meaning of the Resurrection for each of us in our everyday lives, with the help of inspiring and thought-provoking readings, prayers, hymns and artwork.
Rather than publish the video of the Zoom screens (due to confidentiality issues) we have managed to compile a video matching the audio recording with the slides of the readings and reflections.
Why not watch this video (30 minutes) below for your own reflections.
(We apologise for occasional sticking in the Zoom audio segments -apparently this can be an issue with Zoom recordings):
