Ascension Day sunset over Epping in Essex, The sun reflects off the majestic tower of the Parish Church of St John the Baptist. The other views are of the glorious sky from Epping Town. The photographs were taken by my friend Sue Carter, a member of the Congregation.
Glory be to God the Father, glory be to God the Son, dying, risen, ascending for us, who the heavenly realm has won; glory to the Holy Spirit, to One God in persons Three; glory both in earth and heaven, glory, endless glory, be.
[from the hymn : See the conqueror mounts in triumph, by Bishop Christopher Wordsworth – nephew of William & Dorothy. ]
Ascension.
Ascension means a God-like view of things, Rising above our usual limitations. Rise, then, and know The glory of life Set free from fear.
[Anne Lewin – Watching for the Kingfisher. published by The Canterbury Press, Norwich. available from various sources incl. Amazon]
Rosemary’s Quiet Garden at Dunmow, Essex. photo by Mr G.
Quiet Garden
In the Quiet Garden birds sing antiphonally in the monastery of the air.
Ducks murmur gossip across the pond informing prayer[!], as a bee hovers lazily over new mown grass.
Carefully manicured borders teem with joyful colour as plants flower, gratefully supping May-time air fuelling their thirst for new life.
Nearby, a church bell, a single, insistent chime, repeating, marking the moment; calling to prayer. Insects of varying kind respond, their plainchant lifting our souls.
Nature speaks to nature nurturing all Creation within, where God waits to draw us into the Divine heart.
Roses in the Garden at Dunmow. Photo by Mr G.
Mr G. 24th May 2025. [inspired by Rosemary’ Drew’s Garden at Dunmow, Essex, offered as part of the Quiet Garden movement, as a place of spiritual refreshment and re-creation]
Bee and flower kiss and make nectar. Photo : Lynn Hurry
World Bee Day
According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a Bumble Bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. It’s something to do with its body mass in relation to its wing span. It’s all been tested out, using the science of aerodynamics and a wind tunnel. The Bumble Bee is, however, blissfully ignorant of this scientific fact and, possessing considerable determination, and refusing to accept a low expectation of its capabilities, it not only does fly, but it makes a little honey too.
[Perhaps we can bear that in mind when we are faced with difficulties about things we can or can’t do. Even more important when others tell us what we can’t do. Think of the bee and don’t let others put you down.]
Despite possessing determination, the bee population needs our help at present.
This week, the United Nations led us in the observance of a World Bee Day. It is generally held on May 20th. The date was chosen to honour Anton Jans̆a, a pioneer of modern beekeeping who was born on May 20th, 1734.The main purpose of the Day is to raise awareness about the essential role that bees and other pollinators play in “in maintaining healthy ecosystems and ensuring food security.” (UN). By encouraging the observance of this day, it is hoped that actions might be promoted to protect and enhance bees and other pollinators and their habitats which are threatened increasingly by human activities such as habitat loss, increasing and indiscriminate use of pesticides and the effects of climate change. Pollinators, which include bees and also endangered butterflies, are responsible for a staggering reproduction of over 75% of the world’s food crops BUT 40% of them are currently at risk of extinction.
The United Kingdom Government has issued suggestions how gardeners and other’s involved in the growth of plants, might help to nurture nature and help our pollinators to thrive:
Grow more nectar rich flowers, shrubs, and trees. Using window or balcony boxes are good options if you don’t have a garden;
Let patches of garden and land grow wild;
Cut grass less often;
Do not disturb insect nests and hibernation spots; and
Think carefully about whether to use pesticides.
In addition you could build abee hoteland make a bee watering station. Bees and butterflies, wasps and other pollinators need water and bowls placed around your garden or window box can be a real lifeline.
Don’t forget to commit this action to prayer: In Ecclesiasticus Chapter 11, verse 3, we can read: The bee is small among flying creatures, but what it produces is the best of sweet things.
Here’s a prayer inspired by this:
O God, Creator of the earth, We pray for tiny, buzzing bees who work so hard and true to pollinate and bring life anew. May we protect them from harm and wrong and cherish the gifts they bring along. All creation speaks of Your divine glory. May we honour and protect it, in Your divine name. Amen.
Glow sticks and Sticklebacks, Night Swimming. Art by my friend Kay Gibbons.
Abundantly. (a pondering on the Gospel of John Chapter 21: 4- 14)
There were 153 of them! Fish, I mean.
They cast their net in obedience to the familiar stranger. It was a futile gesture towards one whom they vaguely knew from a past now best forgotten.
Wearily, bleary-eyed, minds dulled with a sadness they could not describe, they cast their nets.
Sudden movement beneath the waters the sea swirling and churning with an activity they had not expected. Nets, recently mended after a disuse of three years, strained, grew taut, threatening to burst.
Hard to haul it on board even when arms and minds and hearts instinctively took over. Professional pride in a trade once learned could not be forgotten.
Meanwhile, on the beach the smoke of a fire curled lazily upwards. He bent over the fish, gently cooking, bread crustily browning. How could they not now recognize him?
He called them children. They belonged to him, now more than ever.
The fish were counted, their number recorded. 153.
It would occupy the minds, debates, writings and arguing of theologians down the ages.
Literalists would ponder on so odd a number. Biblical scholars would wonder on the significance and write the odd thesis about symbolism without knowing whatever it meant.
From the beach, he simply said, “Come and have breakfast.” so ordinary, just as often before. but somehow very different. They knew now that they were in God’s presence God was feeding them and loving them.
As he would time and time again in a future where they would touch others with His love. Abundant love, abundantly given and received.
153 ?
The number representing God’s abundance, God’s outpouring of a grace and kindly love for all?
Why not?
[Mr G Eastertide 2025]
{ you can find more of my friend Kay’s art if you go onto Instagram. kaygibbons_art.glass.sculpture}
[][][] The number 153 refers to the number of fish miraculously caught by the disciples in John 21: verse 11.