Category: Spiritual Reflections

“The Lord is My Shepherd”, and Lectio Divina

Most people know the words – “The Lord is my shepherd” – but lectio divina helps us go deeper into them.  It is a way of dwelling thoughtfully, meditatively and prayerfully on a word or two at a time.

What image do you have of a “shepherd”, for example?

It’s not an easy job, I imagine.  It must take great perseverance to shepherd sheep in all weathers and to look after newborn lambs at all times of night.  A shepherd is a carer.  A shepherd is determined.  A shepherd must have great love for his flock.

The first words are even more challenging.  Who is “The Lord”?  God, obviously!  But do you think of God as a “Lord”?  And what would that mean for how God relates to people?  If he is our “lord”, then what are we?  Perhaps the image is like the shepherd image – it is an image of care.  It’s also an image of authority – like the shepherd, of course – which is more challenging, especially to some cultural beliefs about human autonomy and freedom.

Is “The Lord” my shepherd?  Is he mine?  That’s the word – “my”.

The meditation has taken us deeper into the first five words of the psalm.

Have you ever tried lectio divina? It is an amazing method of reading and praying, and you may, like me, find you start seeing and learning things you never dreamed possible!

You can read the whole of Psalm 23 here.



The Spiritualities of Christianity – Psalm 1…continued

The practice of Lectio Divina (prayerful reading) encourages us to dwell on individual phrases and words.

I have found this such a revolutionary way to read, because it opens up meaning in totally new ways.

Psalm 1 begins like this:

“Blessed are they who have not walked

in the counsel of the wicked, 

nor lingered in the way of sinners,

nor sat in the assembly of the scornful.”

It’s a powerful start, with that shocking word “wicked”.

It reminds me that evil exists, that people are not always just “ill” or “misinformed”. 

It reminds me that we can find destructiveness even in ourselves.

And it reminds me that in each of our journeys, every day, we have to face dilemmas about where we “walk”.  Will we walk in the way of the wicked, or will we walk another way?  And what is that other way?  How do we know it?  Where does it lead us to?

“Blessed are they who have not walked

In the counsel of the wicked.”

Which “counsel” do I listen to?  There are voices in the world, voices in the media, voices inside me sometimes urging me one way or another.

How can I resist “the counsel of the wicked”?  How will I find the strength? What will motivate me to persevere on a different path?

Perhaps sometimes it is just laziness:

“nor lingered in the way of sinners,

nor sat in the assembly of the scornful.”

It is easy to linger over things we shouldn’t linger over…Especially if no-one is looking!

It is easy to sit back…Especially if we are in an “assembly” of others being scornful and critical!

And yet there is something positive in these words.


That word “Blessed”.

What does it mean to you?  What does it mean to me, to be, and to feel “blessed”?

There is something about how we choose to live our lives, something about how we choose to walk, how we choose not to linger, how we choose not to scorn.  There is something about avoiding all these pitfalls, that leads somehow to blessedness.

How can we discover that blessedness?

What journey will we take?

And can reading The Psalms help us on our journey?

Christian Spiritualities – The Psalms

“…like a tree

Planted by streams of water,

Which yields its fruit in season,

And whose leaf does not wither…”

(from Psalm 1)

So many Psalms have inspired me to write, but this post focuses on just one – the first Psalm.

The beautiful image of a tree, in the extract above, growing beside a flowing river, is so evocative:

treestreamswater PSALM 1

I was inspired to write this poem by earlier lines in the Psalm, about how we as humans draw inspiration from our “roots” – that is, our spiritual roots.

My Spirit Drinks Deep

Another phrase finds me out

just a few words are enough


For thought to be inspired

And my spirit drinks deep


From the waters of life

that never run dry.

myspiritdrinks SOG

Your own spiritual roots, your “waters of life” so to speak, may be very different from mine. 

If you have read any of my “Inspirers” posts, you will have read about some of the many people who have helped me to “drink deep from the waters of life”. Their words inspire me to write myself.

You can read all of Psalm 1 here.

The Generosity of The Poverello

“The Poverello” was St. Francis of Assisi’s way of describing himself – the poor man.

One day Francis sent away empty-handed a man who had begged him for money for the love of God.  He quickly regretted what he had done, ran after the man, gave out of his own wealth, and resolved never again to refuse anyone who begged from him for the love of God.

Another time he met a knight who was badly clothed and had become poor.  Francis took off his own expensive clothes and gave them to the poor knight there and then!

Later, he met a man with leprosy.  Francis had an understandable disgust and fear of this horrible disease and at first reacted with horror.  But he remembered the vow he had made, and when the leper reached out a hand to beg, Francis not only gave him money, but also a kiss.  “That which seemed bitter to me was changed into sweetness”, he later wrote.

Francis giving his cloak to the poor knight – Giotto

Inspirers – Mark

Mark made me see the power of beginnings:


The beginning of life

Is not at first cry


But when the soul

Begins to know why


And moves in faith

That the purpose


And mission

Are beyond the present


In a future unseen

And a destiny.

beginningoflife MARK1.1

Who is Mark? 

I will reveal all in a moment…

Mark helped me see the power of solitude and silence…

timealonebuilds Mk1.35
Earlyinthemorning MARK

He showed me the power of reaching out...

Reachoutlife MARK

And he showed me hope…


The sins of the past

became an obsession


Clouding the present

obscuring the good


Stealing the future

awaiting a hope –


A baptised, new hope

emerging from water


Rising to life

Eternal life.

hope MARK 1.5

The Mark I am talking about, is the Gospel of Mark.  And by thoughtfully reflecting on just Chapter 1, verse by verse, I have been inspired again and again.

Leave…to grow into the one you were called to become

Often people associate spirituality and religion with staying in one place – a home church, a “spiritual home”, a community, a family, a special place, a monastery or nunnery, even – and there is much to commend all of these ideas.  

But our spiritual journey may be like that of Abraham in the Old Testament: to leave his home country and his people, and to answer his call.


There are times when we have to leave.  Leave childhood ways, even childish ways of faith; leave the family home to make a new life of our own; leave one community for another.  

“When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me.”

One of the most painful “leavings” I have had to make was from an ordained role in the church.  I had studied for three years, part-time, alongside my family commitments and my full-time job.  But when expectations were unexpectedly changed, it was clear that I had to make a decision.  Family, sanity, change, leaving…or staying, and then what…?

I made the decision to change and to leave.  It was difficult personally, emotionally, spiritually.  It led to a period of depression.  But actually I had chosen life over death, a deeper, individual inner calling over an external, institutional calling.

Not everyone is called to leave.  Many are called to stay, and stability is a great blessing for communities in today’s fast-changing and uncertain world.  Constant change can mean insecurity, either as cause and effect.

But, equally, the status quo, adjusting to what is not necessarily what you have freely chosen, nor what you feel called to, is not always right either.  Sometimes it is most definitely the right thing to seek change.

A spiritual journey involves movement and change.  It is unlikely that we will remain the same when we are searching and following.  And that can mean growth and new opportunities for our vocation.

I wrote this poem on the theme of leaving:

Leave Taking

You must leave

all  childhood ways


The ways of adolescence

and the thoughtless ways of youth


Grow into the one

you were called to become


Changing each day

to the ways of the Son.

Snapshots of God

What would it be like to be directly taught by a great spiritual leader today?

What would it feel like, for example, to be one of the friends of Francis of Assisi, or one of Jesus’ disciples?

Neither of these leaders wrote long books or even studied at university.  But they did study people, and wrote their words on people’s hearts through their words and actions.

And what remains to us today – stories about Francis, plus a few writings by him – and the Gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John) can never tell us everything.  They offer us a sequence of “snapshots of God”.

snapshots ofGod

A snapshot can tell us a lot but it does not define from every angle.  Many snapshots build up a pretty good picture, but they are not exhaustive.  And in between the snapshots there must be so much more that we haven’t seen!

So when I read story about St. Francis of Assisi, or a story or parable from a Gospel, I know I am only getting part of something so much greater.  Both Jesus and Francis spoke a lot about God.  But God is undefinable, ultimately.

One of my inspirers, the Franciscan Brother Ramon, uses a different metaphor, and compares the spiritual life to a vast ocean.   You can dip a toe in, then paddle a bit, then wade, then swim, before coming back to shore and dipping a toe into a different part!

“Snapshots of God” – we can learn so much from each part of each snapshot the Gospels present us with, and of each story we have preserved about St. Francis and his followers.  And this is true of so many other spiritual writings too.

If you have found this post interesting, perhaps you could share what gives you a “snapshot” of the bigger picture of life, whether or not you believe in God?

Best wishes,


The Inspiration of St. John of the Cross

I first came across St. John of the Cross through a small paperback version of “The Dark Night of the Soul”.  It’s maybe not a title that publishers would promote today!  But perhaps it spoke to my consciousness that all was not well in my spirit, and that although sometimes I was elated in worship and prayer, at other times I felt far from God and far from faith, love, joy and hope.

St. John wrote poetry as well as theology, and “The Dark Night” includes a poem he wrote, which he then explores through what you might call a spiritual commentary.  I came to poetry through studying literature at school, and after experimenting with a spiritual journal, found that I could combine my interests of both writing and spirituality through my own poems.

This first poem, “Journey”, develops from the idea that life can often feel full of “darkness”, but that faith can provide a way of journeying through (not avoiding) that darkness – as St. John explores in his teaching.



I began in darkness with no guide but faith

and I longed for the love of God


I started to break from my habits of being

and my feeble capacity for love


I rejoiced in the blessed moments of peace

that came upon my soul


And now, in moments of clearness,

I see visions


The drives and the desires of my soul are being transformed

by the drives and the desires of God


I started my journey in darkness

now I travel in the dawning light


May I end in that brightness

where God shall be both day and night.


St. John also writes about longing – our spiritual longing for God – as a valid form of prayer.  I have found this very consoling when I feel like I lack the exact words, or the enthusiasm, for articulate, joyful praise or committed intercession.  The sense of longing is something mysterious, something we cannot control or “summon up” by willpower.  It is God’s work in us:



Sometimes I have a strong longing for God,

I do not know what is happening to me

or where this love comes from


I simply see the flames of love

burning higher and higher

as I lovingly yearn for God.


The third and last poem I am going to share in this post is about dryness – the so-called “desert experience” of our spiritual journey.  St. John writes a lot about detachment and purification in “The Dark Night” and in other works – neither are fashionable ideas today, in either the secular or, indeed, in some parts of the Christian world.  I was inspired by his analogy of dry sticks catching fire: through a certain detachment from pleasure and from distractions, we make ourselves better able to focus on God, and “catch fire” with love:

Dry Sticks Catch Fire

Dry sticks catch fire the best

and so you say the driest soul


Having withdrawn

from immersion in light


Flames in the darkness

with longing for God.


Spirituality, and Education

What might it mean to channel one’s sense of spirituality into a vocation, like education?

I have been wondering about this as someone who is fascinated by spirituality, and who also works in education as my day job.

My spirituality embraces my sense of beliefs and values; also my habits – prayer, silence, study; also my attitudes – striving for selflessness, compassion, the nurture and edification of others; my sense of personal wellbeing that enables me to give.

And so perhaps here is the link – a spirituality that embraces others, through mercy and care, and through thought and prayer.  Educating others is one way of expressing that care and nurture, which is part of my own sense of spirituality.

The image below I used to illustrate a poem I wrote about the beauty of others:

Beside you

Is another


Whose heart

Is like your own


Whose spirit

Sways and dances


And yet

They’re never known.


Reading Stories of God

One way of approaching the Gospels is as stories of God.

The Gospels are collections of stories about Jesus.  Some people talk about “pericopes”: short sections of a few sentences, or more, that tell one complete story. 

We think the Gospels were basically collections of stories that had been passed around by word of mouth, and were then written up into the collections we have today, known as “Matthew”, “Mark”, “Luke” and “John”.

That explains why there is so much repetition between them.

But when you think that these are not just stories of an interesting historical person (Jesus) – though they are that – but that they are stories that reveal God – then reading the Gospels takes on a new life.

Because we are reading about the creator and sustainer of the universe and all life, including myself and yourself.

We are reading about the one who loves all.

We are learning about the meaning of life, of death, of love, and how we can change to live better lives.

The Gospels can seem quite strange kinds of books when you first read them.

But persevere, read a little bit at a time (remember the “pericopes” – short sections that tell one complete story), and see if you can feel how you are reading a story about God.