| St Martin's in the Bullring Vision 2008-09 |
Page 1 of 7 A Dream
I walked the streets of a city that I knew but didn’t.
Recognised buildings with a light and energy never experienced before.
As I wandered around the strange familiar streets I came to
The Heart of the City.
There was a truly holy place
alive with people and prayer.
I watched as the old and young
The able and the sick,
The rich and the poor,
The local and the visitor,
The resident and the foreigner,
The happy and the sad
The hopeful and the helpless
entered the busy stillness.
I watched children and others
learning from screens and welcomers
about the one to whom the glory is given.
They ate meals and had the chance to create in word and form,
paint and clay their response to this day.
People were praying some alone others with helpers,
listeners to the cries of the heart,
lighting candles, seeking.
The needs of the world brought to its creator through shabby scraps of
snatched thoughts and pleas.
Laughter and smiles mixed with silent tears as people gathered to share
and greet.
A broken group waited for their chance of wholeness through dance
and art as the work continued around them.
If hope and love could be a colour or a taste or a fragrance or a place…
I sought an explanation from someone at the door.
‘What is this place?’ I asked, hopeful for a simple answer.
‘This is the place where we
discover the heart of God in the heart of the city.
Come and join the celebration.
(Stewart Jones)
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