Fr Simon's Secondhand Bookstall
Selling my books to make space (for more books)
We are holding a quiet day on Saturday 8th April (the day before Palm Sunday) from 10am to 4pm at the Violet Evelyn Hall Buckfast Abbey TQ11 0EE This quiet day is open to all and costs just £5. There is a separate dining area for us, so bring your own lunch. As numbers become clear,…
There isn’t really a good blessing for the end of baptism. I hope this might be useful to you: May Christ, who marks you with his own cross who washes you clean with the living waters of baptism, who pours out his blessings on you in oil of chrism who wraps you in his love…
A reading from the first letter of Saint Paul to the People of Corinth when he was asked questions about death and the resurrection of the body. Someone may ask, ‘How are the dead raised? With what kind of body do they come?’ How Foolish! What you sow does not come to life unless it…
A reading from the letter of Saint Paul to the people of Thessalonika My dear friends, we do not want you to be uninformed about those who sleep in death, so that you do not grieve like the rest, who have no hope. We believe that Jesus died and rose again, and so we believe…
A reading from the Gospel of John Jesus said to his disciples: `Do not let your hearts be troubled. Believe in God, believe also in me. In my Father’s house there are many dwelling-places. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if…
I am standing upon that foreshore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning breeze and starts for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength and I stand and watch her until at length she hangs like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and…
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard. It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come. William Shakespeare
Where do they go to, the people who leave? Are they around us, in the cool evening breeze? Do they still hear us, and watch us each day? I’d like you to think of them with us that way. Where do they go to, when no longer here? I think that they stay with us,…
Time is too slow for those that wait, Too swift for those that fear, Too long for those that grieve, Too short for those who rejoice, But for those who love, time is Eternity. Henry Van Dyke
Near a shady wall a rose once grew, Budded and blossomed in God’s free light, Watered and fed by the morning dew, Shedding it’s sweetness day and night. As it grew and blossomed fair and tall, Slowly rising to loftier height, It came to a crevice in the wall Through which there shone a beam…
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