Here an opening reflection on the text for this week to spark the imagination possibly for any images folk have to hep engage with the text. The Album is posted on the right hand column. Please do feel free to let these opening gambits be works in progress and so please edit them, add to them, adapt them and hone them. That would be even better than letting it just spark images.
It is at dark when the question is posed.
How often the darkness seems to deepen the questions.
Maybe in the dying of the light
we tend to live.
Hidden in the shade we lurk,
in the shadows with our anxieties
our half-truths
our worries
and lack of faith.
Under darkness Nicodemus arrives,
uncomfortably.
Under darkness, a motif for his journey?
A question of faith in a man of faith?
An ambition for newness in a religion of traditions?
Frightened by what is happening to his soul unexpectedly
he seeks the light,
and finds Jesus,
not with an answer,
but with a way.
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