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Hopeful Imagination
Posted by Simon Parke, 22 Mar 2023
In 587 BC, the Babylonians assaulted Jerusalem and destroyed the Temple.
For the Israelites, it was the end of the known world. All that they knew was made as nothing; their props and their symbols, which held it all together, were gone…
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Mrs Johnson's nose
Posted by Simon Parke, 13 Mar 2023
‘It only happened once,’ interjected Fiona Bruce on Question Time, as they discussed Boris Johnson putting his father Stanley forward for a knighthood.
One of the panellists had observed that Stanley had put his wife in hospital with a broken nose. But Fiona was quick to establish that this violent assault on his wife ‘only happened once’…according to friends.
But Fiona, something of a patsy for the Right, was wrong in so many ways….
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Goodbye
Posted by Simon Parke, 7 Mar 2023
The only power you have
Is the power that I give you
And I give it no more
I am sad as I write
And angry as I write
These feelings are allowed…
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Wilderness words: the end of shame
Posted by Simon Parke, 6 Mar 2023
So, why do you come here in your sack cloth and ashes?
What do you hope for in the wilderness where the jackals of self-accusation roam?
Did shame whisper in your ear and insist on your attendance?
Was that it? Did shame insist on all this?...
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Wilderness words: Naked intent
Posted by Simon Parke, 27 Feb 2023
Naked intent is sitting in the rain in an empty park.
Lightning flashes, wind smacks you and batters, as you shout your deepest hopes into the squall.
Though the words do not matter, you are beyond words now, and way beyond thoughts, as you pierce the dark clouds of unknowing with child-like screams…
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At the Community of the Holy Fire, Abbess Hildegard wishes to turn this convent by the sea into a beacon of ‘greenness’. But on the night of the Great Bonfire, the abbess is killed in a manner no one deserves. Who could hate her so much – and why?
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‘Meet Jesus unplugged,’ writes former Fleet Street editor, Richard Addis, after reading Simon’s latest novel, Gospel: Rumours of Love. ‘In a stunning act of imagination, Simon Parke shatters every stained glass window in your mind.’
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In Solitude: Recovering the power of alone, Simon describes solitude as the active path to inner silence and takes us on an enthralling journey there. In a world of haste and distraction, he commends the way of stillness and withdrawal where we can ‘recover the power of alone’.
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