Such sounds man and woman speak aloud, the words of these sacred alliterations. I want to hear you tomorrow read from the lectern; hear: alit with candles burning with life. Gift. Gospel. Church is for hearing the Word. We Sang Hymn 204 2002) Love is come again like wheat that springeth green. Sweetness and joy meet. We share our lives, their fabric weaves us. Is this an adventure, I yearn for love-- died. Now the green blade riseth... My soul. Sunday. The sharing of bread and wine went on in journey. From my deck, the shadow of myself appeared on a tree O ye works of the Lord, bless ye the Lord After communion I sing love lives again minutes previous wondered, thought and prayed on my knees. Prayer inviting quiet inner space (2001) In desire for the Lord, I look at my book of Year One now past to find Saturday and I confess my notes O God, in preparation for Sunday, never failing providence I copied, these words to speak with my lips: I confess You, One God ordereth all things both in heaven and earth: good words to set ones heart to pray we humbly beseech thee to put away from us all hurtful things and to give us those things which are profitable for us. (CAPTION) The Church of Saint Mary Magdalene is situated on a slope of the Mount of Olives near the Garden of Geshemane. Photo: Anonymous