In Luke’s telling of the triumphant entrance and palm parade in Jerusalem, the disciples shout, “Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord! Peace in heaven and glory in the highest heaven!” When the Pharisees insist to Jesus that the disciples keep quiet, he replies, “I tell you, if these were silent, the stones would shout out.” (Luke 19:38-40).

These stones are not for casting.
These stones are to listen to.
For they have important stories to tell.
Of being formed through fire and water.
Of the Spirit’s breath that whispers, and sings, spiralling over and around.
Over time they have collected the stories of sorrow, learning, healing, hope, despair, betrayal, friendship, joy, transformation, love.
Though structures and institutions crumble and fall, out of the ruins of certainty, the story of faith will sound out over all the earth – a story we have longed for, a story we have heard before:
Tell out my soul, the greatness of the Lord.


(In the cloisters of Salisbury Cathedral. Photo taken Sept 2012)